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Song Yanqing took her to a classic Chinese restaurant, but she didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

The scenery flies by outside the car window on the road.

The situation is hardly the same as before.

Cheng Xuran remembered the first time she met him.

chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Yan turned the steering wheel with one hand and his movements were careless.

Cheng Xuran joked: "You told Hualin earlier that it was you. If you knew, I would have got on the bus."

Song Yanqing twitched the corner of his mouth: "You didn't come up twice."

"twice?"

After that, Song Yanqing didn't say anything more, got off the highway to the destination, and parked the car.

When I first entered the restaurant, the atmosphere was quiet and melodious.

An unspeakable chance encounter.

"Song Yanqing, are you here for dinner?" A sweet and crisp voice sounded. Fu Lingyi put on a pink fragrant jacket and a white pleated skirt. She was not as sweet as she used to dress, but she was a little lighter, but her face was rich. His face is right here.

"Let's go together." After a pause, she looked at Cheng Xuran with serious eyes and a smile, and asked, "Cheng Xuran, how are you?"

"Fu Lingyi, I've made a reservation!" A man walked over and said while looking at his mobile phone. He looked up and saw Cheng Xuran, and his eyes suddenly froze.

"Are you biological siblings?"

"No, reorganize the family."

Cheng Xuran and Fu Shihuai walked behind to talk. Fu Shihuai explained a few words, which was difficult to explain clearly at the moment.

"Because I don't have a particularly good relationship with her, so I usually go to the company..."

"Which table are we at?" Cheng Xuran was not one to pry into other people's privacy, so he took the initiative to change the subject.

Fu Shihuai breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what to say about it.

Fu Lingyi walked in front, her slender hands clasped behind her back, her hair slightly curled, and she looked sideways at Song Yanqing: "Is it going well when you get home?" "That's it."

"I heard that you didn't even go back..."

Song Yan cleared his voice and said in a cold and casual voice: "It's useless to go back."

"Okay, you have the final say anyway." Fu Lingyi raised the corners of his mouth.

Song Yanqing took the menu and ordered two dishes. He put his coat on the back of the chair and looked down at his phone: "You guys go ahead and order."

"What are you doing out today?" Fu Lingyi asked, holding his chin.

"Accompany her." Song Yanqing said.

"Oh, it's quite hot outside today. I feel like my makeup is almost worn out under the sun. Then I just took off my makeup in the bathroom. If I had known I would meet you, I would have touched up my makeup!" Fu Lingyi looked regretful. .

Song Yanqing glanced at her: "It's okay, there's no difference."

"Yes! How could it not be! Cheng Xuran, look!" Fu Lingyi pulled Cheng Xuran in disbelief and came closer to her, "Look at my face."

"It's okay, don't pay attention to what he said." Cheng Xuran said, his body relaxed, and the hazy light illuminated his plain white eyebrows, showing a shadowy color like white orchids, with slender eyelashes, "He can't tell."

Fu Lingyi snorted: "Not as good as Fu Shihuai."

Fu Shihuai smiled: "Sister, are you all done?"

"Well, I just looked at a few houses."

"You want to rent a new house?"

"correct."

"I have a house available. Do you want me to offer it to you?" Fu Shihuai took out his mobile phone.

Cheng Xuran paused and glanced at Song Yanqing subconsciously.

"Take a look." Song Yanqing leaned against the window, "It saves trouble if you find it early."

Fu Shihuai directly sent the house address and pictures to Cheng Xuran, and looked at them together with her.

Until the waiter served the food, four people sat at the same table, facing each other, Cheng Xuran and Song Yanqing sat together.