It was eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at our destination.

Fu Mingwei originally wanted to get a thin blanket to wrap herself up, but when she got off the car, Zhang Yue had no intention of giving it to her.

"I think you want to sacrifice me."

Zhang Yue: "Sacrifice? You are my trump card, how could I be willing to sacrifice you."

But Fu Mingwei took a look at her outfit tonight, and even had a small flower thoughtfully placed between her eyebrows.

Looks more like a vixen.

"Do you think I look like Daji?" she asked.

"It's not like that." Zhang Yue looked at her seriously, "You are."

Fu Mingwei: "..."

"Who are you having dinner with? It needs to be so grand."

"You'll know when you get in."

"Aren't you going?"

Zhang Yue shook her head, "I'm going home."

Fu Mingwei thought she heard wrongly at first, "Are you going home? What about me?"

"Someone will naturally take you back by then."

Zhang Yue knew that she had a sponsor.

So it is impossible to give her to another sponsor.

Then...the only reasonable explanation is.

Is the host who invited me to dinner tonight my uncle?

But isn’t my uncle still abroad?

Fu Mingwei didn't dare to think about it. Just thinking about it made her feel expectant.

Since when did seeing Jiang Shilu become an expectation?

She doesn't know either.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Yue, Fu Mingwei held up her skirt and went up the steps.

The back looks like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering its wings freely.

As soon as Fu Mingwei entered.

The revolving door of the hall slowly opened.

People all dressed in work clothes were meticulously dressed, each holding a bouquet of fresh white roses in their hands.

Seeing Fu Mingwei come in, everyone looked at her with a standard smile on their face.

"Miss Fu, I wish you a happy Valentine's Day."

Every time she receives a white rose, she will receive a blessing.

Apart from Jiang Shilu, she could not think of a third person with such a romantic and generous gesture.

When I reached the elevator entrance, I was already holding a large bunch in my hand.

When she entered the elevator, she discovered that each elevator button had a series of numbers posted on it.

There is her birthday, the day she entered the industry, and the time she filmed her first drama.

She was so attentive that she was moved.

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator door opened.

What you see is a huge high-rise cake with flowers on the side.

The automatic robot cat came pushing cakes and flowers.

It also makes cute mechanical sounds from its mouth.

"Wow wow wow! I wish Weibao, the most beautiful girl in the world, happy every day."

"Wow wow wow! Baby, I like you so much."

The robot even made an adoring tone.

Fu Mingwei touched its head happily and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Jiang Dabao."

"Jiang Dabao?" Fu Mingwei asked subconsciously, "Aren't you Jiang Shilu's son?"

"That's wrong, he's the son of daddy and mommy."

Doraemon said proudly.

Not long after, Jiang Shilu held a gift box in his hand and walked out slowly with long legs.

Fu Mingwei looked at his suit and leather shoes.

He seems to be a bit more handsome than before.

She was happier than she thought to see him again.

"When did you come back?"

"This afternoon."

"And you came here to arrange these?"

"Um."

"What's in the box?"

"Two treasures."

Fu Mingwei was surprised, and then heard a very soft meow.

Could it be...?

A cute cat pushes the box open with its head.

Revealing a round head and round eyes.

He looked at them like curious babies.

"Meow~"

Fu Mingwei's heart almost melted when she looked at this sweet pet.

"Uncle..."

She walked up to him involuntarily and said, "Can I touch it? It's so cute."

"From tonight, it's yours."

Jiang Shilu collected many love rules.

It says that giving a cat as a gift will make a girl happy.

Send flowers, but make them unique.

Facts have proven that those methods are really effective.

She seemed to like it very much.

It was not in vain that he spent so much time preparing it. He even went to the cattery to pick out this silver gradient.

Fu Mingwei couldn't put it down.

The kitten was not afraid of animals either. She nestled in Fu Mingwei's arms and nuzzled her from time to time.

He didn't seem to resist at all.

Fu Mingwei's heart melted, "Uncle, thank you. I like this surprise very much."

"As long as you like it."

Jiang Shilu watched her holding the cat.

It's a bit tasteful inside.

How come you have a cat and you don’t hug him anymore?

Is the cat better than him?

A thirty-year-old man gives the cat to himself and is jealous of the cat.

While eating, Fu Mingwei also let the cat squat on her lap.

"Leave it to the side."

"What's wrong, uncle? Don't you like cats?"

"..." Jiang Shilu had to swallow, "I like it."
To be continued...