Soon Fang Jing was taken to the first floor of the hotel's waiter, a romantic European restaurant.

In the entire European restaurant, except for two violin artists playing melodiously, there was only a tall man sitting in the restaurant with his back facing away from the door.

Judging from the back, this man should be the "God of War in Eight Desolations" undoubtedly!

After the waiter brought Fang Jing to the restaurant, he bowed and left.

"I'm sorry, let God of War, you're waiting!"

Fang Jing didn't think much, and quickly walked behind the fake Eight Wilderness God of War and apologized a little embarrassedly!

She really couldn't have imagined that the dignified God of War in Eight Wilderness would put down her identity and go to the restaurant to wait for her in advance.

But she, an ordinary person, made the God of War wait for a long time!

Thinking of this, Fang Jing's heart suddenly got up and down!

Hearing Fang Jing's voice, the fake God of War turned his face.

What made Fang Jing feel a little disappointed was that the other party was still wearing a mask, and it seemed that he didn't plan to take off the mask even after a while of eating.

"Miss Fang, you have to be polite. I just arrived. I wonder how Miss Fang is about the environment she arranged?"

The fake war god pointed to the romantic environment around him, and the proud other party asked.

Only after listening to the fake God of War did Fang Jing notice the situation around him.

Seeing such a romantic atmosphere, the first thing she remembered in her mind was the scene when Chen Bahuang first took her family to the Tianshang Renjian Hotel for dinner.

In an instant, I felt that the atmosphere was only considered to be quite ordinary!

"Don't Miss Fang like such a romantic atmosphere?"

After seeing Fang Jing observe the surroundings, the fake God of War did not look as surprised as he imagined.

He asked curiously.

"No...No, I like this romantic feeling!"

Fang Jing heard the fake God of War and quickly explained it.

Although he said he liked it, there was no such surprise expression on his face.

It made the fake God of War slightly disappointed.

However, my heart became stronger when I wanted to get Fang Jing.

Fang Jing in front of her is really special.

She has a flawless appearance and a different personality than ordinary women.

An average woman must be very excited to be invited by herself.

But Fang Jing in front of her looked a little dazed, as if she was thinking about something.

For women who have dinner with me and think about other things, there may be only Fang Jing in front of me in the world.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, his current identity is the legendary famous God of Eight Desolations and the idol of girls around the world.

Such a special woman is so beautiful, that man doesn’t love her!

No wonder that the real Eight Desolate War God cares so much about her!

"Since Miss Fang feels like it, let's sit down first and enjoy it while eating. This is the first time I've invited a girl to dinner!"

The fake god of war said with a gentle smile.

At this time, Fang Jing thought of Chen Bahuang for no reason.

If the person in front of him was Chen Bahuang at this moment, he would definitely stand up and pull out the stool for him.

And it would not be like the Eight Desolate War God in front of him, and he would not even stand up when he saw himself coming.

Although the Eight Wilderness God of War is arrogant and cannot stand up to greet him.

However, Fang Jing couldn't help but compare the two.

"What's wrong with me? I'm obviously dating an idol, why is he full of his mind?"

Fang Jing thought to herself, then shook her head, intending to remove Chen Bahuang's shadow from her mind.

Then he sat down opposite the Eight Wilderness God of War.

Seeing Fang Jing sitting down gracefully, the fake God of War patted his hands gently.

The hotel waiter immediately entered from outside the restaurant and brought up all kinds of exquisite dishes.

"Don't you take off your mask when you're having a meal?"

Fang Jing asked the fake God of War with some expectations.

"I'm used to this... but since Miss Fang minds, then take off the mask!"

The fake God of War hesitated for a moment. After the waiters went out, he turned his back to the door and slowly took off the mask on his face.

Seeing the other party taking off the mask, Fang Jing felt expectant and nervous.

However, when the other party took off the mask, a look of disappointment flashed in Fang Jing's eyes.

It’s not that the “Eight Desolations of War” in front of you look ugly.

On the contrary, the appearance of the war god in front of him is much better than Fang Jing imagined.

The correct facial features and a high nose give a sense of déjà vu of a celebrity face.

However, Fang Jing always feels a little feminine with such a male god face.

Not like a decisive war god on the battlefield.

Instead, it looks like a novice!

"What's wrong? Did I scare Miss Fang with this look?"

The fake war god kept paying attention to Fang Jing's changes. After he grabbed the slight disappointment change in Fang Jing's eyes, he asked with a strange look on his face.

The fake God of War has always been very confident in his appearance and feels that he is much better than the so-called handsome male stars on the screen.

I don’t know why Fang Jing showed a disappointed expression.

"No, you look very handsome, even more handsome than I thought!"

When Fang Jing heard the other party's words, she was shocked and immediately restrained her expression and explained.

"Is that true? How about it compared to your ex-husband Chen Bahuang?"

After listening to Fang Jing's words, although the fake God of War knew that the other party had not told the truth, he was not angry. Instead, he took the opportunity to shift the topic to Chen Bahuang.

"Sir, God of War, do you know my ex-husband?"

Fang Jing was surprised when he heard the other party talking about Chen Bahuang.

"My subordinates knew that I would invite you Miss Fang to dinner, they were considering my personal safety, so they checked your information. This is also their responsibility. I hope Miss Fang can forgive me. How about we call your ex-husband over and have a meal together?"

The fake war god saw Fang Jing seemingly dissatisfied and pretended to explain lightly, but in the end he kept entangled with Chen Bahuang.

"This is probably not possible. He is not in Donghai. We won't talk about him anymore. I'm a little hungry. Why don't you eat first!"

Fang Jing saw that the God of War had been entangled in Chen Bahuang's affairs, and she also found a way to change the topic.

The fake God of War also knew that he couldn't be too anxious, so he stopped continuing the topic of Chen Bahuang.

The two of them had dinner in Fang Jing's somewhat restrained look.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the fake God of War arranged for someone to send Fang Jing back.

"When Fang Jing and I had dinner together, did he appear near the hotel?"

After returning to the room, the fake war god asked the fake Qinglong.

"Return to Lord War God, until now, no suspicious people have been found inside and outside the hotel!"

The fake green dragon lowered and replied.

"Have he really not returned to the East China Sea yet? It's impossible. He must be hiding in the dark. You can arrange it immediately and suppress people who have something to do with Chen Bahuang. I'll dig his corner and do a two-pronged approach. I don't believe he can resist showing up!"
Chapter completed!