Chapter 262

Before Xin Mo's more than 30 voice notes were finished, Zhao Qiqing switched back to the main page and her mind was clear for a while.

"Sister, we'll wait for you at Mitchell's restaurant. What can I order? You can serve when you come."

It has to be said that compared with Xin Mo, Rong Yan is an angel level person.

She tapped on her mobile phone and replied, "just order. I just got up and have no appetite."

That's right. Zhao Qiqing also believes that Xin Mo and they know her taste. It won't be any worse.

There was no reply from the other side. Zhao Qiqing took a special look at the black avatar before putting down her mobile phone. Seeing that there was no unread message, she was a little depressed.

But I didn't pay more attention. I simply washed and drove to Mitchell restaurant.

"Xiao Qingqing! Did you fight with Fu xishen all night?! why do you get up now? I know. You're going to starve me alive, aren't you? Well, I know you're upset and kind!"

When Xin Mo saw Zhao Qiqing, he rushed over at once, covered his heart with an exaggerated face and screamed.

Zhao Qiqing hid behind the vase with her arms in her arms. She was disgusted.

He kicked Xin Mo's calf mercilessly: "get up, you've played."

"Ah!" Xin Mo pretended to howl again, "xiaoqingqing, you really want to kill me!"

"You're like this. I really don't mind giving you a ride." Zhao Qiqing glanced at Xin Mo and grabbed her bag into the private room.

Rong Yan is sitting on the sofa in a linen sweater, looking at her.

"Sister, you're here. I'll ask them to serve now. Do you have an appetite now? I asked them to prepare fruit for you."

Zhao Qiqing still has some strange feelings about Rong Yan's enthusiasm, but she didn't refuse his kindness.

He pulled away his chair and sat down, fiddling with his wrinkled clothes. "OK, I'm just driving here. I'm a little hungry."

The speed of the restaurant is very fast. Zhao Qiqing hasn't waited for a few minutes, and the dishes are ready.

"Here's your fruit fish. Take your time."

The waiter pushed a box of delicate fruits to Zhao Qiqing and stepped back.

Zhao Qiqing saw clearly that there were only two kinds of fruit in the so-called fruit fishing.

Strawberries and oranges.

They are Zhao Qiqing's two favorite fruits.

"How's it going, sister? Do you have an appetite? If not, I'll buy you some strawberries. The food in their restaurant may not be fresh."

Rong Yan looked eagerly at Zhao Qiqing. After saying that, he stood up and looked like he would leave immediately if he couldn't say well.

Zhao Qiqing quickly waved her hand: "very good, very good, I like it very much. I have an appetite when I look at it."

That's true. She really has an appetite now.

Dug a piece of strawberry and put it into the import. The sweet strawberry flavor mixed with the smell of yogurt exploded at the tip of the tongue. Zhao Qiqing narrowed her eyes comfortably and her appetite was quickly hooked up.

"Gee, there's really no pursuit! A president is so happy to eat strawberries!"

Xin Mo rubbed his lower leg, but he still didn't have a long memory, so he fought with Zhao Qiqing.

Zhao Qiqing ignored him and slowly fished up the fruit before focusing on them.

"I was negligent about Rong Yan's killing this time and didn't know it in time, so I'll treat this meal as an apology and celebrate your perfect killing. Now it's a new hot star."

Zhao Qiqing's last sentence was full of emotion. She was really happy because of Rong Yan's success.

Even if I had some fan base when I was a model, there are only a few artists who become popular by only one play.

Zhao Qiqing said, raised her goblet and flashed at Rong Yan.

With the corresponding light in his bright eyes, he looked at Rong Yan.

Rong Yan was stunned for a moment, and some red wine came out of his hand, wetting the white tablecloth.

"Thank you, sister. I can achieve what I have now because of you. I should respect you."

Xin Mo just finished eating a hairy crab, smacked his mouth, threw aside his napkin and rolled his eyes.

"I said you two are not meat, aren't you both? What are you doing with these empty? If you don't eat again, these two hairy crabs will be mine. It's just that my father won't give me money these days."

Xin Mo thought of it, so he was oppressed and impolitely grabbed a hairy crab to his hand.

Now Zhao Qiqing and Rong Yan couldn't say anything, and they all returned to their seats.

Zhao Qiqing kicked Xin Mo under the table again: "what heinous thing have you done so that uncle Xin won't give you money to spend."

"Who knows! It's not about those old sesame seeds and rotten millet. I just want to take them in city A. who asked them to move abroad!"

Xin Mo obviously doesn't want to say more, but Zhao Qiqing also knows what it is.

Without asking more, she sipped the aged red wine.

"If you don't have money, you might as well be my assistant, ten thousand a day." Rong Yan joked.

"Ten thousand? Just a little money to send me? But if you really want me to go, I can also consider it. It's said that there are many beauties in your crew..."

Xin Mo smiled twice, looking like a real dandy.

Rong Yan looked at Xin Mo thoughtfully. The dark and slender eyelashes blocked the mood at the bottom of his eyes.

"It's OK, but you can't mess around, or I won't be able to do it."

"Is your brother like me?! don't worry, I promise to serve you comfortably!"

Xin Mo patted his chest. These two days, he is worried that the funds have been taken back. He has nothing to do. Rongyan is a good place to go.

"Speaking of it, your boy really has enough to eat with this face. Ten thousand a day. He's really rich and powerful!"

Rong Yan said quietly, "didn't you just say you couldn't see 10000 yuan?"

Xin Mo patted Rong Yan on the shoulder: "how can it be the same? It proves that you are red!"

"Well, stop making trouble. Sit down, Xinmo. Rongyan, I have something to ask you."

Zhao Qiqing pinched her eyebrows and suddenly began to doubt whether her decision to ask Xin Mo to have dinner was right or wrong.

"What did you ask me?"

Zhao Qiqing cleared her throat and took a long time to say, "you're in a new crew now, aren't you?"

"Yes, did Sister Zhang tell you?" Rong Yan was magnanimous, and there was no other expression on his face.

Zhao Qiqing's look is also strange. Don't these Rong Yan know?

"Sister?" Rong Yan urged.

"Oh, no, I saw it on the Internet. Rong Yan, you are now an artist under Shenghui. Although it is free to receive drama and activities outside, you need to report to the company. Do you know?"