In the private room, Fu Sichen looked coldly at Huo Mingyan, who came in to have dinner with him.
"Is this interesting?"
"It's quite interesting." Huo Mingyan raised his eyebrows and poured a glass of water for Wenjiujiu.
As soon as the water was placed in front of Wen Jiujiu, Fu Sichen took it away.
Fu Sichen poured another glass of water for Wenjiujiu.
Wen Jiujiu said despite the tense atmosphere between the two of them, "Aren't you going to order? Aren't you hungry?"
"What do you want to eat?" Fu Sichen looked at her, his voice a little softer.
"Anything is fine." Wen Jiujiu said lightly.
"Anything is fine, I'll order some." Huo Mingyan said a bunch of things Wenjiujiu liked to eat.
Fu Sichen's expression was gloomy and he didn't say anything.
After finishing the meal, Fu Sichen felt as if he was about to explode.
Wen Jiujiu simply ignored the tense situation between the two of them, and simply immersed himself in eating. After eating and drinking, he was in a good mood.
When I was brought home, it was already getting late.
On the stairs, Fu Sichen suddenly stopped and turned around to seal the wine circle between him and the stairs.
Wen Jiujiu kept leaning back, and Fu Sichen frowned.
"Are you afraid that I'll eat you?"
Looking at the woman in front of him, anger arose in his heart, but he had no way to express it, and he was extremely depressed.
"How did you and Huo Mingyan meet? He said you provoked him first?"
The vinegar jar has been overturned, and Fu Sichen's body is full of sour smell.
"It's not important." Wen Jiujiu was frightened, "I have nothing to do with him."
After saying that, Wen Jiujiu couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. She didn't need to explain to him, right?
The relationship between them doesn’t need to be explained, right?
It was just the overwhelming pressure in front of her that made her subconsciously say nothing. She just subconsciously wanted to avoid this dangerous man.
She had been attracted to this man for so many years, there was no way she would stumble in the same place twice.
"It doesn't matter?"
Fu Sichen looked at Wen Jiujiu secretly, almost gritting his teeth, but there was nothing he could do to her.
"Did you meet him yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Wen Jiujiu remembered that Huo Mingyan followed her yesterday, but when she opened her mouth, she shook her head and said no.
Fu Sichen stared into Wen Jiujiu's eyes, and he could naturally tell that she was lying.
I suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Fu Sichen let go of his arms.
Wen Jiujiu took advantage of this gap and seemed to run upstairs. She rushed back to her room, her back pressed against the door, her heart beating like a drum.
Fu Sichen stood on the stairs, watching the figure passing by, his heart sinking little by little.
Is she that afraid of him?
Does she not want to see him that much?
Will he try to get closer, but she will only escape a little bit?
The next day, when Wen Jiujiu got up and had breakfast, she didn't see Fu Sichen, which was a bit surprising.
But without thinking too much, she took the driver's car to the set.
There was nothing wrong with the crew, except that Song Yiren occasionally made things difficult for her. However, Song Yiren's acting skills were obvious to all. Everyone knew that her acting skills were poor, and the director also favored Wen Jiu Jiu, so she didn't find any trouble.
All the filming went smoothly, and Fu Sichen didn't come to pick her up at night.
It felt a little strange to warm the wine, but I didn’t think much about it.
Fu Sichen didn't come to pick her up, so she simply gave him a message, telling him that she wouldn't go home at night and went to find Qin Lele.
Fu Sichen didn't reply, so she assumed he agreed.
In the evening, Wen Jiujiu took Jiang Wan's car back. When passing by a street, she looked out the window and suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Not far away, Fu Sichen and Lin Rourou were walking together.
She glanced at it a few times and laughed at herself.
It turned out that it was because he was with Lin Rourou that he didn't reply to the message.
That’s fine.
As long as their relationship is good, she will leave him soon.
Wen Jiujiu lowered her eyes and even she herself said that her mood was a bit low.
Jiang Wan felt it very sensitively, "Sister Jiujiu, what's wrong with you? What did you see?"
"Nothing." Wen Jiujiu curled his lips.
"Really?" Jiang Wan looked out, spotted Fu Sichen and Lin Rourou, and snorted coldly.
When she got home, Qin Lele had already prepared a sumptuous table of home-cooked dishes. The taste was relatively light, but the nutrition was very good, so it was very suitable for children to eat.
"As expected of a godmother, she can work in the hall and in the kitchen. It doesn't matter that she is so beautiful, but her cooking skills are so good!"
Next to him, Wen Ziyu kept praising Qin Lele, which made Qin Lele's cheeks turn red.
"Xiao Yuyu, if you praise me any more, I'll be embarrassed!"