Chapter Thirty-Three Showing Love

The sun is out in the west.

Fu Wenyuan actually offered to eat Liu Ping's food, and when it was time to eat, he took Ye Rong to the restaurant.

Monk Ye Rong Erzhang went to the restaurant with him in confusion.

The restaurant was converted from a large conference room that used to be a sanatorium, with several rows of round tables and two buffet cars parked in the aisle set aside.

Standing in front of the dining car, Fu Wenyuan seemed to point out the country, and waved his hand: "Which dish do you like, Rongrong? I'll serve it for you."

Fu Wenyuan stood very close to Ye Rong with the lunch box, next to each other, for fear that others would not see their extraordinary relationship.

He also looked very interested in these dismal home-cooked dishes, and he couldn't see the appearance of sneering at the first sight of this meal.

Ye Rong glanced at him and saw that his expression was as usual, but he couldn't figure out what abacus he was working on.

Ye Rong, whose appetite was raised by Fu Wenyuan, didn't have any appetite when he saw these dishes, so he had to pick one or two dishes at random and sit down.

Ye Rong chewed the slightly hard rice, glanced at Fu Wenyuan's plate with only one piece of green vegetables, frowned, and then naturally picked out a few pieces of meat and eggs from his side and put them on his plate.

While clipping, he also taught earnestly: "If you only eat those, what will you do if you are hungry in the afternoon, you still have to work, how can you work if you are not full."

Fu Wenyuan watched his movements without speaking, and after a while his eyes focused on his face again.

Ye Rong, who couldn't ignore the threatening gaze, couldn't help but stop his chopsticks and asked dumbly, "What's wrong? Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink the mung bean soup over there?"

Fu Wenyuan suddenly reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, then squeezed his face affectionately, and said with his lips bent, "Don't teach me a lesson, Xiao Hua Mao, all the food is on his face."

Ye Rong trembled involuntarily, and was so numb that he felt goosebumps all over his body. Where did this greasy quote come from!

What is Fu Wenyuan doing in the public? !

Although Fu Wenyuan always has his own set of things in private, he is a very measured person. This is the first time he has been so sticky in public, which makes people unable to get used to it for a while.

Ye Rong embarrassedly leaned over and bit his ear, gently reminding him that he was outside to tell him to restrain himself.

Fu Wenyuan got a little closer, making the distance more ambiguous, and said softly, "If you are not outside, can you not restrain yourself?"

Ye Rong, who was speechless, couldn't say anything: "..." Just talking and not practicing the fake handle.

From some angles, the distance between them looked like Ye Rong leaned in and kissed Fu Wenyuan.

And Xu Jue, who happened to be sitting behind them and witnessed everything, almost broke the chopsticks in his hand.

Staring at Fu Wenyuan's back seems to be able to pierce a hole. If his eyes were like knives, he would have slashed Fu Wenyuan with a thousand knives.

How strong Ye Rong's vigilance is, Xu Jue can only understand, if he is not really tempted and willing, no one can force him to take the initiative to get close.

Such sweet initiative kisses he had in the past, but because of his indifference and resistance again and again, Ye Rong never did it again, the heart that he held was broken, how could he easily recover.

Just like a broken mirror is hard to round, and water is hard to close, the more Xu Jue thinks about it, the heavier he feels.

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For some reason, Ye Rong always felt a narrow gaze stuck to himself, but when he turned around, he didn't see any suspicious people, and only vaguely saw a familiar back figure who was leaving.

But after thinking about it, how could that person appear here if the eight poles can't be hit.

Thinking that he was too sensitive, Ye Rong shook his head and turned around to continue eating his lunch with relish.

After a while, Feng Zhiting and Kong Chensheng, who had finished work, also sat beside them with dinner plates.

As soon as Ye Rong met them, he was very enthusiastic, talking about the characters, setting the plot direction, and discussing the addition or deletion of lines. As actors, they have their own opinions, and Ye Rong can also make them understand the behavior logic of the characters more deeply.

Several people were chatting in full swing, and the mobile phone in Ye Rong's pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a message from Ye Sheng.

He couldn't care about anything, he said hello and ran out to contact Ye Sheng.

Without Ye Rong's perfect reconciler, the three remaining people on the table fell silent for a while with their own thoughts.

It was Feng Zhiting who had nothing to say and broke the silence first, and laughed at Fu Wenyuan: "You are boring, no wonder you didn't drive that Xu Jue away. You were deliberately leaving him here to be embarrassed."

Fu Wenyuan lifted his eyelids and took a mouthful of rice that he hadn't eaten. As soon as Ye Rong left, he seemed to have no interest in anything, so he replied, "That bastard bullied you, I'm also here for you. If you teach him a lesson, forget it if you don't thank me, and still speak ill of me in person here?"

"My person?" He paused, frowned slowly, turned to look at Kong Chensheng who was about to speak, and asked solemnly, "Someone touched you? Why didn't you tell me? ?"

Kong Chensheng quickly lowered his head and bit his chopsticks without speaking.

Fu Wenyuan pushed away the rice plate, tapped his knuckles on the table, interrupting the undercurrent between them, and asked curiously, "I said, who is the gold lord, and why are those who are supported more tough than those who care for others?"

Feng Zhiting was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was now a "canary" who was only cared for.

The audience surnamed Fu, who was a bystander, waved their hands and said, "Okay, I'm too lazy to watch you act, it's not too tiring to act in and out of the play."

After stirring up a pool of water, no matter how embarrassing the two were, he got up and went outside to find his people.

Ye Rongzheng was overjoyed that Ye Sheng took the initiative to contact him, and after a few words of greetings to get all the good news, his hanging heart was finally put back in his stomach.

Ye Sheng was in good condition, and even asked how the two goldfish at home were. Ye Rong told him not to worry, he had already asked the neighbors to ask them before he left.

After the two said a few more words, Ye Sheng hung up when the signal was not good.

Ye Rong turned around after calling and saw Fu Wenyuan who was standing behind him at some point. He walked over in three or two steps and asked, "Why did you come out? We haven't finished eating yet."

As soon as Fu Wenyuan stretched out his hand to hold him, he was about to go out, "I don't want to eat, I'll take you to eat something good."

Who knew that Ye Rong didn't follow the routine, but he broke away from him, dragged him back, and said with awe: "A porridge and a meal are hard to come by, you put it in your own bowl and you are responsible for it. Don't waste food!"

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