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Chapter 167 Xiao Xiao, don't mind

Nie Zheng took Feng Xiaoxiao to the "Westin".

Nie Zheng has a fixed box here. The location is very good and he can overlook the night view of Ancheng.

"Wow."

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh, "It's really nice to eat in a place like this."

Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, noncommittal. He was very busy. Apart from being with Feng Xiaoxiao, even eating was basically work.

Therefore, it makes no difference to him where he eats.

"Why."

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "We rarely go out to eat together. You can count them all on your fingers."

Nie Zheng was slightly startled, it seemed like this.

Feeling a little guilty, he said, "If you like, we can come out more often in the future."

"Forget it." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and waved her hands, "You are so busy."

Nie Zheng curled his lips, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat."

"Hehe." Feng Xiaoxiao grinned, with deep dimples on both sides of her cheeks, "Then I remember, Mr. Nie is not allowed to cheat."

"Yeah, definitely." Nie Zheng nodded.

The waiter brought the menu, and Feng Xiaoxiao was looking down when Nie Zheng's cell phone rang.

Nie Zheng paused for a moment and then answered. "Hello, Fei Xue."

"Azheng, where are you?" Song Feixue smiled lightly, "Are you having a party tonight?"

Nie Zheng glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao, who was sitting opposite, and said in a deep voice, "No, Xiaoxiao and I are together."

"Well?"

Song Feixue was slightly startled and her smile was unnatural.

"Well, um... I just want to tell you that I'm coming to the Westin tonight and I want to dine in your private room..."

Nie Zheng was startled, "This..."

"What's wrong?" Song Fei was surprised and noticed something, "Could it be that you are here too?"

"Yeah." Nie Zheng frowned and agreed softly.

"That's just right." Song Feixue said with a smile, "I've already reached the door, so I'll go in."

"Feixue..."

Nie Zheng wanted to say something, but Song Feixue had already hung up.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Song Feixue pushing open the box door and coming in.

Opposite me, Feng Xiaoxiao has already ordered, "Mr. Nie, I can order whatever I want. You said you can eat anything."

"Yeah." Nie Zheng frowned and stood up.

"What's wrong?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"A Zheng, Xiao Xiao." Song Feixue smiled lightly, and Shi Shiran walked over and naturally chose the seat next to Nie Zheng.

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and dumbfounded.

"Azheng, can you pull up the chair for me?" Song Feixue raised her lips and asked.

"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded and pulled out the chair for her.

"Thank you." Song Feixue sat down and put her handbag on the table.

Looking at Feng Xiaoxiao with a smile, "Xiaoxiao, do you mind?"

"Eh?" Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and shook his head, "No..." Don't mind? How could you not mind?

Does she mind dying?

But, should she mind? Or Song Feixue?

It turns out that Nie Zheng wants to have dinner with Song Feixue tonight... By the way, will he take her with him?

Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips, if this was the case, she might as well go back to Jinyuan.

The waiter came up and asked Song Feixue, "Ms. Song, what would you like to use?"

"I'll just do the same as before." Song Feixue nodded politely, took out the change from her wallet, and gave the waiter a tip.

"Thank you, Miss Song."

Feng Xiaoxiao held the water glass and turned to look out the window - it seemed that Song Feixue was a frequent visitor here.

Nie Zheng often brings Song Feixue here, even the waiter is so familiar with her.

Gee, why is this water so bitter? Didn’t the lemons have their seeds removed?


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