Fu Yue shook his head and looked around boredly, as if he had no appetite.
Seeing her like that, Zhou Qianyu lost his appetite, "They have something called banana crisp here. It's pretty good. You can try it."
"No, I'm waiting to eat beef. Kobe beef is delicious no matter how you cook it. I'll just eat beef." Fu Yue said, seeing a group of people in neat suits walking in.
They walked over to the musical instruments.
"Are you going to play the symphony?" Fu Yue asked.
"should be."
Fu Yue watched them play the symphony and raised a smile. "This is probably like having your cake and eat it too, you can't have it both ways. The environment is good, the service is good, it's very high-end, but the food is... very average and not very delicious."
"This restaurant is a six-star restaurant, rated as a Michelin restaurant, and is also very famous online." Zhou Qianyu explained.
"Maybe she does a lot of advertising. I know an agent. She has 800 public accounts. She is not the most. There is also a very awesome big shot. She has more than 2,000 public accounts. She is awesome.
If you say a horse is a mule, then a lot of people will think that the horse is a mule." Fu Yue said,
"Then how many marketing accounts do you have?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
"It's not as scary as more than 2,000, but it's a little more than 800. Some of them are attracting traffic and cooperating with major apps, and are also vigorously developing influential marketing accounts. Anyway, it's all money." Fu Yue said,
He looked towards the symphony orchestra and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"What musical instruments do you play?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
Fu Yue shook his head, "I know a little bit of all the instruments, but I'm not proficient in any of them. I'm just a dabbler. I know a little bit of everything, but I don't know much about anything. I'm just messing around. By the way, Zhou Qianyu, I've already signed a new agreement with you. What's the point?
Do you want to help you make a movie?"
"Do you want to take pictures?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
Fu Yue remembered a conversation they had about movies before, "If I make my own movie, you won't sabotage it, right?"
Zhou Qianyu's eyes turned cold.
What she meant by this was that she would not take pictures of him anymore.
"Yeah." He responded solemnly, raised the red wine glass and took a sip of wine.
"Then, we signed a new agreement, can I not go to work at your place?" Fu Yue asked again.
Zhou Qianyu's eyes flashed with sharpness and he put down his wine glass.
Seeing his look, Fu Yue became defensive, tensed her back, and stepped back.
"Why, you don't want to make a movie for me, you don't want to work for me, don't you even want to see me?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
This is not obvious.
They only kill each other, do not love each other, hate each other, are tired of each other, and plot against each other.
"Do you really want to see me?" Fu Yue asked instead without answering directly.
Zhou Qianyu remained silent, locking her, and frowning slightly.
have no idea!
However, he left her with his sister the day before yesterday. After he and Jin Baihui returned to the castle, he kept thinking about her, how she was doing, what she was doing there, whether she was playing mahjong, and whether she ran away.
The thought of her running away made his heart tremble with fear and tremble with fear.
He also realized that something was wrong with him, so he deliberately ignored his sister in order to calm down.
But she really ran away without giving him any time to calm down.
"Want to see you? You are overthinking. Why are you seeing me? Are you angry?" Zhou Qianyu denied.
"Metoo." Fu Yue said with a smile.
Zhou Qianyu's brows furrowed even more tightly, "What do you mean you do too?"
Fu Yue pulled the mobile phone on the table into her hand, "Let's show it off, Zhou Qianyu. In fact, you hate me very much. I know it. You don't have to treat me to dinner or buy me a bag. I deserve it. I feel guilty."
, Otherwise, you don’t want to see me anyway, just after I give birth to the child, you don’t have to look at me and get angry every day, right?”
"What do you mean?" Zhou Qianyu's brows widened.
"That is, I promise you that I will give birth to a child, but from now on, we will not meet again, not even at each other's funeral." Fu Yue said sincerely.
Zhou Qianyu pursed his lips tightly, breathing a little tight, and locked Fu Yue coldly.
Fu Yue was waiting for his answer.
She really didn't want to see Zhou Qianyu, either in this life or in the next.
"Is this your attitude of admitting your mistake?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
"When I no longer appear in your world, it's like I'm dead and was killed by you. Isn't this the best way to admit my mistake?" Fu Yue said.
"You don't want to appear in my world, but I don't want to do what you want. You will always be with me from now on, 24 hours a day." Zhou Qianyu said angrily.
Fu Yue lost her composure and slumped down on the chair, complaining: "Do I have to follow you when you go to the toilet?"
"Yeah, follow."
Fu Yue was irritated, but the position between him and her was like a mouse and a cat. She couldn't fight, beat, or escape, so it was useless to complain.
She wanted to drink, but seeing that there was juice in her glass, she grabbed his red wine glass and was about to drink it.
Zhou Qianyu rushed over faster, "The medicine you gave me this morning was anti-inflammatory potion. You can't drink alcohol. You're crazy."
"Then you drink in front of me?" Fu Yue replied.
"I didn't buy any anti-inflammatory potion." Zhou Qianyu replied.
Fu Yue felt aggrieved and helpless. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't.
"The next time you are sick and hospitalized, I will bring you wine, crayfish, mutton skewers, and a lot of delicious food that you can't eat, and eat it in your ward." Fu Yue endured it.
Angry, aggrieved, angry said.
"What I said is true, not a joke." Fu Yue added again, looking very serious.
Zhou Qianyu looked at her red eyes and felt a little tenderness in his heart, but then he thought that she was angry because she had to be with him 24 hours a day. His tenderness quickly disappeared and his eyes became cold.
.
"You want me to be hospitalized. You're overthinking it. It's impossible. You've given up on it." Zhou Qianyu said.
"I want to bring my brother and Jin Baihui together and let my brother abuse Jin Baihui..."
Before Fu Yue could finish her words, Zhou Qianyu pinched her face severely.
He warned fiercely: "How dare you!"
Fu Yue was pinched very painfully.
It hurts, and it feels like my face is no longer my own.
She really didn't understand. Looking at Zhou Qianyu's ferocious appearance, he must be very fond of Jin Baihui.
He married Jin Baihui because he loved her so much. Why did he have a relationship with her?!
Isn't he afraid that Jin Baihui will be sad?
Zhou Qianyu let go of his hand and saw that the place he pinched first turned white, and then turned red. The redness was shocking.
He felt a strange reluctance in his heart and turned away uncomfortably, "I'll buy you ten bags later."
"Heh." Fu Yue sneered.
The muscles on his face were pinched to the point of numbness, and even the nerves were tingling now.
She turned sideways and put one hand on the chair.
The more I think about it, the funnier it becomes.
If he gives her a slap and a sweet date, does he think that she will be like a pug, wagging her tail and crawling under his feet?