fake love

Chapter 147: Ming San Shao’s Rascal Nature (1)
Fu Ran ordered a few more plates of snacks, Song Zhi pressed the menu when he saw this, "Don't order, I'm almost full."

"This snack is very famous, you can pack it and take it home for breakfast tomorrow."

"No, He Ping will prepare every day."

Fu Ran brushed her hand away with a smile and handed the menu to the waiter, "You're being polite to me, unlike you, a foodie."

"Whoever eats food will eat food. It's best for you to eat like a little fat pig when you get pregnant in the future."

Fu Ran picked up a piece of fish and sent it to Song Zhi's bowl, "Eat yours."

When she looked up, she saw a dark shadow looming over her. The store manager was standing beside her table in business attire, "Miss Fu, Third Young Master invites you to have dinner upstairs."

Fu Ran's chopsticks were stretched out and hadn't been retracted. She saw Song Zhi's mouth open in surprise, Fu Ran's expression was cold, "Thank you for his kindness, but we'll finish eating soon."

"Miss Fu," the manager said with a look of embarrassment, "You see?"

"It's okay, just bring him the exact words." After Fu Ran finished speaking, he bowed his head, Heping Nan and Song Zhi looked at each other, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, the manager stood by for a while before leaving and walking to the second floor.

"Xiao Ran," Song Zhi bit his chopsticks, "the third young master he's talking about is Ming Chengyou, right?"

"Is there a second one?" Fu Ran bit his chopsticks like her.

Song Zhi hesitated a few times and didn't know how to speak, "You guys, are you together again?"

Fu Ran picked vegetables into the bowl by himself, "Which eye did you see?"

Song Zhi wanted to say how obvious it was, "I was wondering if he was the one who gave you the dress on your birthday?"

The waiter put plates of delicate snacks on the table. The manager came down from the second floor after a long time. Fu Ran saw him walking towards him with a plate. When he came to him, the plate in the manager's hand was put in the middle of their long table, " Miss Fu, San Shao said that you like to eat fish, this is the signature dish of our restaurant, just now San Shao has already removed all the bones from the fish."

At this moment, Song Zhi's eyes were not only surprised, but also horrified.

In the private room, the smell of cigarettes mixed with the smell of alcohol mixed with bursts of teasing was lively, Kuang Zi stared dumbfounded at the pile of fish bones in Ming Chengyou's hand, "Are you all right?"

"Just let go of what you want to say, don't babble."

Kuang Zi withdrew his eyeballs that were about to go out, "Do you want to play for real?"

Ming Chengyou picked up the wine glass, looked at Kuangzi with a smile through the red liquid, "When did I play fake?"

Kuang Zi felt that it was unspeakably weird and unspeakably wrong. Even though the man next to him had been friends with him for more than twenty years, now he looked like a painted skin, revealing a cold and cold goblin.

"Knock, knock—" Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Manager Li walked up to Ming Chengyou and put the plate in his hand, "Miss Fu asked me to bring it, and it's a courtesy."

What kind of courteous reciprocity, to put it bluntly, is not to eat him for nothing.

Fu Ran took a bite of the freshly cooked dumplings, "Well, it tastes really good."

Song Zhi had some words to say in a hurry, for fear of holding back, "Xiao Ran, what does he mean?"

The fish that had been deboned was placed intact, and she was not seen eating it, "Does he still want to be with you?"

"Squeak."

"Actually, the man around you all these years is San Shao who is the best match for you. What kind of brother is bullshit. You play with long-term ambiguity, and you don't care how old you two are."

"Zhizhi, what can I do with my brother? We are the most ordinary friends."

"It's about the same." Song Zhi's appetite increased greatly after she became pregnant, and fish head stew was her favorite food. Heping Nan kept picking up vegetables for her, and Fu Ran held her face lightly with her fingers. Sometimes she really envied Song Zhi, sometimes A person beside him booing and inquiring about his health and offering it like a baby, not to mention how happy he is.

Seeing the figure of the manager coming down the stairs and coming this way again, Fu Ran pretended not to care, eating by herself, couldn't help but clenched the chopsticks in her hand, and broke into a pair of legs in her sight.

The manager looked worried, but he didn't dare to offend him. This was the first time he encountered such a thing, and he became a waiter.

He put the crystal elbow on the table, "Miss Fu, Third Young Master asked you to taste it."

Song Zhi's gaze wandered between the two of them, and he didn't interrupt, only caring about having a good time with his husband.

Fu Ran didn't want to continue, she acted like a drama, she put down her chopsticks, "Please tell Third Young Master, thank you for his kindness."

The manager secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Use it slowly."

Looking at the back of the manager leaving, Song Zhi laughed out loud, "I'm so happy, you didn't see the manager's face, I guess I want to beat you hard."

"What's none of my business?" Fu Ran called Qu.

It's just that within 5 minutes, the store manager came back.

He stood upright by the table with his hands behind his back, and Fu Ran felt a little angry, "What's going on?"

The manager's face was ashen, and after a while, he said something, "Third Young Master asked me to stand by and watch you use up the fish and crystal elbows that you sent, otherwise it means that our restaurant is not pure in taste, and we can't even keep a single customer. "

This is indeed like what he would do. Didn't Ming Chengyou let someone open a table in the lobby and invite friends to come over, but in the end stuffed her so full that she almost vomited.

Fu Ran didn't know how to respond.

Song Zhi also let go of the chopsticks in his hand, how could he swallow like this, "Xiaoran, I'm full."

Heping Nan took out his wallet and wanted to pay, "Let's go back."

I don't want Fu Ran to stay here any longer.

Fu Ran pressed Heping Nan's wallet, "It's agreed to be my treat."

Manager Li bent over and said, "San Shao signed the list."

Fu Ran snorted, and put the wallet back into her bag. She pointed to the unfinished food on the table, "Pack it all up, so you can tell him that I've finished eating."

Fu Ran and Heping Nan went out with big bags and small bags. After Song Zhi became pregnant, they no longer rode a battery car when they went out. He Ping felt sorry for his wife. Ran went straight to the parking lot, "Why are you taking a taxi, let's go, I'll see you off."

She put the things in the car. At the window on the second floor, the man stood facing the wind. The smoke from his fingertips was like tongues of fire. There was wind, so the burning speed was very fast. The wine cabinet, looking at it from such an angle, happened to be in the direction of the parking lot.

(End of this chapter)