Qin Baiyu took Yan Shiqi and left the Garden Tea Restaurant.

Before leaving, he nodded to Cheng Yenan, which was regarded as a greeting.

After the two of them left, Ling Mi's breath trembled and she shook off Mo Liangyu's arm, she stared at him intently, her eyes surging with anger.

Cheng Yenan looked at the vague interaction between the two of them like a spectator.

Looking down at his oily pants again, he slowly got up, threw the napkin on the table, turned around and left, glanced at Ling Mi, and said, "Miss Ling, if I were you, at least dare to do it, hehe!"

With that, he strode away.

It's upsetting, a good lunch, ruined by that woman.

......

Everyone left one after another, and Mo Liangyu and Ling Mi were still standing in the aisle, their eyes meeting and stalemate.

He took a deep breath, didn't know what he thought, and suddenly smiled, "Are you happy now?

The fourth brother is right, since you plan to get engaged to me, do you have to take away your careful thoughts for me in the future?"

Ling Mi looked at him, her eyes were very chaotic, with unwillingness and forbearance, she didn't speak, but she didn't want to see Mo Liangyu in her heart.

This is the gap between men and men.

What she wants has always been a majestic and arrogant man like Qin Baiyu.

has never been a gentleman like Mo Liangyu.

However, the engagement still has to go on, otherwise how to promote her plan!

Ling Mi lowered her eyelids, precipitating her emotions, and only after a long time did she reach out and pull Mo Liangyu's sleeve, trying to appease him, "I was impulsive just now, don't be angry, ...... in the future Not anymore!"

Mo Liangyu couldn't stand Ling Mi's flattering gesture the most, maybe men were all cheap, and when he loved deeply, as long as he said a thoughtful word, he could instantly calm his anger.

He sighed faintly, closed his eyes and took away his thoughts, it was a dream, intoxicated in this dream, he would rather never wake up.

"Let's go, let's try on the wedding dress. Mo Liangyu left the restaurant with Ling Mi to check out, and everything that had just happened was recorded by the waiter with his mobile phone.

Yan Shiqi's husband, Nima is so handsome, so handsome!

......

Outside the restaurant, Yan Shiqi and the man got into the car.

As soon as she sat down, she threw herself at the man, leaning into his arms, her head tilted back and her eyes shining, "How did you know I was here?"

Today, she temporarily decided to have lunch with Cheng Yenan, and his news was too well-informed.

The man's thin lips hooked shallowly, and he scraped on the bridge of her tall nose, "I saw the news, how can I let a supermodel go out on the street in dirty clothes!"

Yan Shiqi tilted his head suspiciously, "What's the news?"

"Weibo. ”

She suddenly realized, took out her mobile phone from her purse and looked at it, only to find out that what happened to her in the restaurant was spread on the Internet.

hasn't been on the hot search yet, but the current popularity is very high, fans are collectively aggrieved, and there are still people picking up Ling Mi's identity.

The content of Weibo is: Yan Shiqi came to our restaurant for dinner, she is so beautiful and beautiful! However, a scumbag deliberately bumped into the service lady, knocked over the meal, and soiled Seventeen's clothes, woowoo...... [Picture]

This is also thanks to the photo in the restaurant, and I don't know who took it, in the photo of her sitting on one side, the place where her clothes were stained with oil was mosaic, and then ...... Standing on the side of Ling Mi's head, there was a red arrow, marked with two words: scum.

Seeing this, Yan Shiqi shook her head with a smile, she guessed that this Weibo might have been sent by the waiter.

No wonder the fourth brother came over, it turned out that he had been paying attention to her movements.

She and the man were tired of being in the car for a while, and casually looked out the window at the somewhat unfamiliar street, "Where are we going?"

"Hospital, Ling Zihuan is back. ”

Come to an end.