The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 1751 You Did It On Purpose

Fang Jiamei rolled her eyes, snapped her fingers and said, "Xiaolongbao, Malatang, skewers, ramen...that's all."

Mo Yiheng looked at her helplessly with a hint of pampering, "This is Europe, where can I get these for you?"

Fang Jiamei folded her arms and snorted, with a proud face, "How do I know? Anyway, I just want to eat these, if not, I won't eat."

After speaking, he turned his face to the side and stopped talking.

Mo Yiheng lowered his eyes and smiled, leaned forward, crossed his hands on the table, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Fang Jiamei gave him a fake smile, "Yes, you won't let me get a divorce, but I have nowhere to vent my anger, so I can only vent to you."

Isn't it nice to her?
Isn't it very patient?
Let's see what he does!
Mo Yiheng looked at her self-willed look, the corners of her mouth were always curved, and her gaze became more and more doting, "Okay, but I can't get these now, you can eat something else first, and I'll find it for you."

Fang Jiamei looked at the time pretendingly, "I'll only give you half an hour."

Mo Yiheng stood up, ordered a dessert for her, asked the waiter, and was guided by the waiter to the kitchen, where he made it for her himself.

……

After nine o'clock in the evening, all the people in the western restaurant had left. Fang Jiamei kept looking at the back kitchen after finishing her blueberry pudding.

Shouldn't you really do it for her?
This restaurant is almost closing.

Holding her chin and waiting, Fang Jiamei hoped that he would walk away impatiently, which would be more in line with everything between them.

The more he pampered and pampered her like this, the more he gave her the illusion that he really liked her.

But it shouldn't be, they haven't met each other, how long has it been since he liked her so much?

Fang Jiamei didn't quite believe that she could fall in love at first sight with a man like him.

Moreover, Mo's Group looked richer than Fang's family at first glance, so there was no need for him to please him like this.

Fang Jiamei was very tangled in her heart, she didn't know how to face this man.

When she didn't know that he was the marriage partner, she could try her best to ignore his background and everything in the past, and sincerely try to like him.

But it's different now, he is his marriage partner, and their marriage has an element of interest, which makes everything purposeful.

So she dare not.

Fear of giving yourself over to the wrong person.

Just as Fang Jiamei was thinking, the sound of steady footsteps behind her immediately brought her back to her senses, she looked at him angrily, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's been half an hour, you'll use it for almost two hours, I'm going to be hungry died!"

Mo Yiheng put a tray on the table in one hand, opened the lid, and there was a fragrant Malatang, which looked very authentic, and the other one was...

"Hahahaha!" Fang Jiamei looked at the white dumpling who didn't know what it was and laughed, "This, what is this?"

Mo Yiheng sat down opposite her calmly, "Xiaolongbao."

"Small steamed buns?" Fang Jiamei laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, looking at the dough that couldn't even distinguish its shape, "It's pretty much the same dough!"

With his elbows on the table, Mo Yiheng stretched out his hand, staring at her with deep eyes, "I burned my hands several times to make this for you, you have to eat it all."

Fang Jiamei looked at his hands and didn't speak. In fact, when he walked over, she saw that the originally slender and white hands were burned red several times, and had several blisters. They looked extremely tragic.

(End of this chapter)