She said: "Then if you feel uncomfortable, you must go to the hospital, don't wait!"
"Okay, little steward." Nan Jingting smiled slightly, glanced at his watch, and suddenly became serious:
"Xiao Xi'er, come and have a supper with me."
night snack......
It's already so late now. If someone is photographing a man and a woman alone, they will make headlines again...
If Bo Zhanye knew about it, he would also be angry.
Lan Xixi wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, Nan Jingting said first, "Why, after falling in love, you don't even want to eat with Brother Nan?"
"No." She quickly denied it, then thought that it was really just a meal, and nodded: "Okay, seeing as you work so hard, I'll treat you as a thank you for making dresses for me and my mother."
The smile at the corner of Nan Jingting's mouth turned a little bitter.
Even for a meal, she had to find a reason, an excuse, to avoid suspicion and completely distance herself from him.
He didn't say anything, and took her to the snack street downstairs, where he ordered spicy beef slices and water noodles for two nights.
"Remember, this was your favorite food when you were a kid?"
Lan Xixi recalled that when she was a child, every time she went to the market, there would be a lunch vendor who would stew a large pot of vermicelli with sliced lungs. When scooping it up, she would add chili noodles, pepper powder, green onions, etc., which was numb and spicy.
Spicy and extra fragrant.
And it only costs 50 cents a bowl.
That was the best meal for her who was in a tight situation.
She said with emotion: "I remember. But I don't know if it's because I'm older and my taste has become picky, or if it's just not that delicious. I don't think it tastes as good as before."
Nan Jingting said: "When I was a child, I used the most primitive cooking method and used lard. They added a lot of seasonings and essences. It is indeed different. I will make it for you later, and the taste will be the same."
"Okay." Lan Xixi nodded.
Little did she know that the scene of her and Nan Jingting eating on the street and chatting happily was taken as a photo and sent to Bo Zhanye.
When Bo Zhanye, who was busy, saw the news, his handsome face darkened, and there was endless gloom in his eyes.
"Brother Ninth, what's wrong with you? Did you see anything bad?" Song Feier asked with concern.
"It's okay." He put away the phone, but his voice was obviously cold: "Bandage my wound, and then go back. I have something to do today."
"okay."
...
Here, after dinner, Lan Xixi asked Nan Jingting to go home early to rest, and she took a taxi to prepare to go home.
But unexpectedly, I received a series of messages.
'Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!'
They were all sent by Jiang Duoer.
'Xixi, have you seen it?'
'That Feier Song green tea bitch, she has been clinging to Master Jiu these past few days, showing off in various posts on WeChat Moments.'
'If I hadn't added her before, I wouldn't have known she could do that.'
'But so is Mr. Jiu. Why do we have such a good relationship with her this time? It makes me feel aggrieved!'
"You too, why don't you mind at all? Are you so generous?"
Lan Xixi looked confused and asked curiously: 'What's wrong? I don't know anything.'
'Ah? Then Master Jiu is having an affair with that green tea bitch behind your back?'
'Wait for me, I'll take a screenshot for you right away.'
Soon, Jiang Duoer sent a bunch of screenshots.
Lan Xixi clicked on the photo, and her face instantly became dark and depressing...
I saw that it was all Song Feier's circle of friends.