Chapter 42

It was a heartbreaking kiss.

I know sang Qi is angry, so I respond to him wisely.

In the first half, I responded consciously, but in the second half, I couldn't help it.

I don't know what Mrs. sang said on the phone. I continue to eat the food on my plate. The delicious food is not good when it's cold.

It's his mother. She must have called Mrs. sang just now.

"Hello, Ma."

He took a look at the phone and got through. He sat opposite to me and didn't evade.

His mobile phone suddenly rings. He should have two mobile phones. Basically, the one dealing with business will turn off automatically at night, or turn to the assistant's mobile phone. The one left behind is the private number, but it doesn't ring often.

"If you take my ticket, I won't watch it." I fork up the lamb chops he cut for me and put them in my mouth.

He did not look up, but also knew that I was looking at him: "if you want to see it, just look at it. I don't accept your ticket."

He was cutting my lamb chops. I stopped my fork and looked up at him.

Later I met he Cong and they said that I lowered the standard too low.

When I was in college, several girls were in the same bed, imagining the future and looking forward to the other half of the future. I told them what I wanted. They laughed at me and said that if I didn't lower my standards, I would be an old aunt all my life.

Because he completely meets my requirements.

Now I find such a person, but it scares me.

I made a wish when I was a girl. I hope my partner knows me very well, just like the roundworm in my stomach. He knows what I want before I open my mouth.

I sat opposite him, like a transparent glass man, without reservation or privacy.

I don't know if I should be glad that he knows me so well, or if I'm afraid that he has penetrated my heart.

Sang Qi and I haven't been together for a long time, but he knows me well enough. When my behavior is true, when it's false, when it's sincere, when it's just petty, he knows very well.

I was too busy eating to answer him.

"After all this, give me a few days to live in peace." He said.

He watched me eat with his chin in both hands, and he was not afraid that my appearance frightened the other ladies in the restaurant.

Foie gras is also a big piece, I use a knife cut into two, two ate.

The amount of each portion is not very much, which is very suitable for my big stomach king.

For example, truffle and asparagus, top goose liver, snails baked in red wine, and a small lamb chop.

Sang Qi helped me order dishes. He really understood me and ordered a collection of classic French dishes for me.

"It has to be solved in the simplest way, though I know she doesn't want money."

"Aren't you going to pay him 30 million tomorrow?"

"He Xiangu met her opponent this time." He took a sip of lemonade and said with a faint smile, "20 million is probably all her savings."

But I didn't want to take advantage of her, so I took her money and frozen my capital account. I couldn't get it out and she couldn't take it away. It was perfect.

He thought that he had found the shining point in my humanity. In fact, I was not so noble. I just had a bad temper and didn't want to use the money of these so-called upper class people.

It turns out that he knows everything, but also, if he knew that I was really a money worshiper, he would not go to he Cong's house to find me.

"Don't talk like a money digger. You've frozen your account. Don't think I don't know."

I raised my head with a smile: "don't think that my self-esteem is so strong. I'm not angry. He Xiangu is my money boy. She comes to give me money. I can't ask for it. You tell her that more is better."

"He Xiangu took money to smash you this afternoon. Just now I was avenging you. Can I take it easy?"

"How can I be angry?" I answered him as I hit him seriously.

He sat opposite me and watched me fight. After a long time, he said, "are you angry?"

When he orders, I play the little bee game on my mobile phone, buzzing around like a fool.

Sang Qi has a good eye and is good at eating, so everything he ordered for me tastes good.

We sat down at a table by the window, and he ordered for me, so I didn't bother to think.

The editor in chief is not as rich as the outside world thinks. He also gets a dead salary and occasionally has a bonus, but it's pitiful.

"I haven't eaten pork. Haven't I seen pigs run? Our editor in chief has been there for a week

"Then how do you know that a glass of lemonade in their family costs a lot?"

"No

He took my hand and went in and asked me, "have you ever been here?"

The driver drove the car to Fei se. I never came in. I just passed by the door several times.No matter what he expressed today, at least I can understand. Now sangqi doesn't want to let me go, so he doesn't hesitate to fall out with any family.

He looked at me and said nothing.

He Xiangu is not a rich woman, and her family can't give her unlimited money.

"She didn't start her own business, but she had to eat at home. Twenty million is the top of the sky. If she goes on, I'm afraid she'll find someone to do me I know the current affairs very well. I'll take it as soon as it's good.

"You have such a good economic mind, why don't you ask more from he Xiangu?"

"If you have money, you have to save money. After all, there are not too many opportunities."

"You are worth tens of millions, and you are so stingy?" He laughed at me.

"Sang always has so much money, just give it to me. I'll give you lemonade. A glass of two yuan is unlimited."

I know that sangqi has money, but I still feel the pain of spending so much. I'm used to being poor.

Feise is an exorbitantly expensive western restaurant. A cup of lemonade without color and taste will be sold at a high price of 88 yuan.

"To Fei se." He said to the driver.

If you have a thief's heart but not a thief's courage, you have a hard mouth.

Before he did not dare, now with the growing belly, his biggest measure to me is to hold me to sleep.

I'm used to it.

He sings it every day as a song.

"The driver, I want you in front now." He said, biting his teeth.

He almost smothered me with his kiss. I could only pat him on the back with my hand. He stopped and held my shoulder away from my lips. His eyes were bright and his pupils were as black as the night outside.

In fact, foreigners' food is just like that. Our own food is delicious. It's just that foreigners don't often eat their food, which is rare and expensive.

His phone call was brief, and there was no big emotional disturbance.

He hung up and looked at me: "my mother wants to see you at 9 a.m. tomorrow."