Chapter 41

"I can't remember my birthday myself. How can you remember it?"

Xi Xiao ran laughs, "I can remember your ID number. Is it a letter?"

"My God, your memory is amazing."

"I always care about things I care about."

Facing his burning eyes, Xia Zhi smiles and digs the topic: "where do you want to eat today? What flavor do you like? "

"Go to the Nightingale, you like it."

Xia Zhi is very embarrassed to think that people are so clear about her preferences, but she doesn't even know what other people like to eat. However, Fu Shaoxin can't eat spicy food. She suddenly remembers that this morning, he asked her to go home and wait for him.

Oh, no, I forgot about it.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and found that he had no power at this juncture.

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At the same time.

In the Fu family mansion.

Fu Shaoxin leans lazily on the sofa, looks at Fu Zijing and Lin Erqing, and a group of people busy arranging the scene, and says: "what are you doing with such flowers? Look, the balloon is really ugly."

Fu Zijing cut a: "you call us to come, not for this matter, don't think I don't know your mind, right and wrong."

Fu Shaoxin hooked his lips. It seemed that he thought of Xia Zhi's expression when he came back to see these things. He looked at his watch in a hurry, stood up, and actually tied up the balloon himself.

"Aha, is the sun coming out in the West today? Our noble young master has started to do rough work."

"Oh, I really envy Xia Zhi. Who is Fu Dashao? She's the first person to enjoy such imperial treatment." Lin Erqing deliberately lengthened the sound line and said with a smile.

Fu Zijing was very shameful with a smile: "ah, what can I envy? They accompanied the little vernacular and the big green tea yesterday, and took away our Xia Qi. It's really pitiful. You can't envy it."

"Tut tut."

Two people, you a I a of, gas of Fu Shaoxin enough choke.

He turned black and said coldly, "Uncle Li, see you off."

With these two crazy women here, can he spend a romantic night with Xia Zhi?

"Dade, we'll leave without you seeing us off. We don't want to be Yuba."

"Let's go. It's worth a lot of money. Come on, brother."

"We'll take care of you."

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"You're upset. What's the matter?"

Xia Zhi returns to God and smiles at Xi Xiaoran: "it's OK. The phone's dead. "

This Friday, he probably said it casually in the morning. At this point, he should go out to an youer.

Thinking of the woman lying on the bed, Xia Zhi's heart was cold again.

"Have a good meal. Don't stare at your cell phone all day. It's bad for your eyes."

"You speak like my mother."

Xi Xiaoran said with a warm smile: "I am your relative, not like you."

Xia Zhi shrugged his shoulders and didn't know how to answer. He looked out of the window at the neon light and asked, "I remember that it was closed a long time ago. Is it open again?"

Xi Xiaoran looked out from her eyes, as if he was thinking about what she was looking at. In front of her, he looked as gentle as ever. He said with a smile, "I am the boss of the night incense."

"Oh, my God, you even entered the catering industry. How can you let others live?"

"As like as two peas, you love it, so I let people take it down, because I want to go back here, so I have to repair it for a whole period of time, just like a few years ago. I didn't expect that I met you on the first day of my return. It seems like providence."

"Well, Providence."

Xia Zhi feels Xiaoxin's head, and her nose is sour. In this day full of malice, she can meet a trace of warmth. Her heart is not made of stone, and she doesn't feel fake.

However, in the face of such strong care and tenderness, the person she really thought of was Fu Shaoxin.

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"Well, does it taste the same as before?"

"Do you take me to the rhythm of youth these two days? Eating this dish, I think of it when I was young. "

"You are now in your youth. You don't need to go again. In my eyes, you will always be 18 years old."

"Ha ha, well, you are so sweet. Come on, let's drink to our youth."

"You don't drink much. Drink less."

Xia Zhi waved his hand. He was not depressed. He just borrowed wine to relieve his worries: "it's OK, it's OK. I'm happy today. Drink more."

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"Young master, it's ten o'clock now and the dishes are cold. If you don't want aunt Wu to heat you up, just eat first."

Fu Shaoxin sat, motionless, did not know what he was thinking. His voice was deep, and he rubbed his temples a little tired.

"Can't I get through to you?"

Uncle Li looked at his young master painfully. When did he lose his heart.

"Young master, would you like to eat first?"

"Wait a little longer. Maybe it's the delay on the way."

"Well Uncle Li shook his head and stepped back.

An hour later, Fu Shaoxin was still sitting in silence, with his mobile phone on his right hand side, taking it up and looking at it from time to time.

I can't tell in my eyes whether it's disappointment or something else.

"Diddidi."

The sound of text messages.

Almost at the same time, there was a light in Fu Shaoxin's eyes.

Then his face changed again.

On the phone screen, anyue'er's three words made him feel a strange irritability in his heart.

The fingertip pauses on the mobile phone, but still picks it up.

"Brother Shaoxin, why didn't you come here tonight? Is something wrong?"

When Uncle Li came to cook for the third time, he just saw the text message on his mobile phone.

He could imagine the innocent expression of an youer across the screen.

Somehow, he didn't like that girl.

"Young master, do you want some now?"

Fu Shaoxin thought about it and said, "take it all."

Then, press a few words on the phone.

"I'll be right there."

"Young master, are you going out so late?"

Fu Shaoxin didn't return: "Uncle Li, pull these messy things and throw them out."

"Well

It took you several hours to choose, design and make it yourself.

Why

Ah, these two little ancestors.

The servants of the Fu family are very agile. Not long after Fu Shaoxin left, the house was cleaned up and restored to its former cold appearance.

When Uncle Li saw the phone, he thought the young master had changed his mind again. As soon as he answered the phone, there came a dull voice.

"Throw out all the flowers and plants raised by Xia Zhi. It's tasteless."

"But

Uncle Li was one, but before he could say it, there came the sound of beeping and hanging up.

It's true that these two ancestors quarreled with each other, but they and the innocent plants suffered.

No taste?

Did the young master forget that he personally accompanied his grandmother to choose those?