Chapter 688

Mu Peihan went to Fu Chen's side, with a gorgeous smile on her face. She encircled Fu Chen's arm with her hand and looked at Zhao Yang's embarrassed appearance, smiling more and more brightly.

"Is this your friend?"

"No, Miss Zhao said that she has never had any relationship with me. I think it also includes the relationship of friends?"

Fu Chen emphasized word by word, that night Zhao Yang's words lingered in his ears day and night, as if engraved into the heart, making him difficult to extricate himself from pain.

Luo Xinlei looks at this man and woman's aggressive momentum, regardless of Chen Xin's pull, goes to the front of Zhao Yang and blocks her with her own body.

She looked directly at the two people in front of her, "I don't know what relationship you have with sister Zhao Yang, but don't go too far. Don't you see that she doesn't want to talk to you? You should have self-knowledge. Don't be shameless. "

I don't know whether Luo Xinlei wants to calm down the incident or deliberately stir up new contradictions.

Although every sentence is directed towards Zhao Yang, it obviously leads the situation to a more extreme point.

"Miss Zhao is really popular, but it's just talking about the past. She can come out alone to help you. Then I don't have to worry about anything

Fu Chen did not pay attention to Luo Xinlei's words, still staring at that low head, like an ostrich like woman.

Does she feel that as long as she doesn't get in touch, nothing will happen?

Luo Xinlei wanted to say something else, but Zhao Yang came out from behind her and pushed her aside.

His eyes looked directly at Fu Chen, but there was no emotion in his eyes. The vast cold, like the snow, made Fu Chen feel chilly.

"Master Fu Chen, why are you so aggressive. Didn't you make it very clear that day? As for friends, where there is my choice, if you think we are friends, then we are. If you think I am not worthy to be your friend, then we are strangers. "

The waiter took the packed baked rice and coffee from the back kitchen. Looking at these people's bad looks, he didn't dare to say anything. He just handed the plastic bag to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang greets Luo Xinlei and Chen Xin to carry the packed plastic bags, and then turns to Fu Chen and mu Peihan, "let's go first."

Then he went out. Fu Chen watched her deviate from her and go farther and farther. Somehow, her hand unconsciously stretched out and grabbed her arm.

Seems to be very surprised by their behavior, but due to face, but still very overbearing shouting, "I let you go?"

Zhao Yang frowned. He didn't know if the man's head was squeezed by the door when he went out.

Clearly like a flower like girlfriend standing next to him, why has been holding her.

"Master Fu Chen, for nothing else, your girlfriend is still there. Is it really appropriate for you to do so?"

When Fu Chen hears her words, he looks back and looks at mu Peihan. He thought she would be angry, but he didn't expect her face to have a light expression.

It was as if these things had nothing to do with her at all.

Zhao Yang took advantage of this time to pull his arm back, took a deep look at him, turned his head and walked out of the western restaurant.

Fu Chen is very dispirited. He doesn't know what he did wrong. It seems that everything has changed overnight.

The people he loves refuse to accept him, saying that they have nothing to do with him.

People he likes don't care about him at all.

He didn't feel anything about the women who surrounded him and flattered him.

Mu Peihan coldly glanced at him and said with some sarcasm, "master Fu Chen is really merciful everywhere. But as my boyfriend, don't you want to explain? "

Hearing her words, Fu Chen turned his head and looked at her like empty eyes.

So she still cares about him?

However, when it comes to explanation, he can't even convince himself. How can he explain it to her.

It's meaningless to explain. People who trust you don't need to explain, but people who don't trust you can't explain much.

"There's nothing to explain, that's what you see."

Fu Chen picked up his coat from the chair, took out a few bills from his wallet, put them on the table, and went outside.

Mu Peihan stood in the same place, looking at his back, fell into deep meditation.

When Zhao Yang, Chen Xin and Luo Xinlei returned to the work area, joss had already rushed back from the hospital.

Seeing them coming back, he immediately welcomed them and opened the plastic bag. The smell of baked rice came to his nostrils in an instant.

"This is na'scaf é Baked rice? It's delicious. "

That restaurant is very famous in the company. It's several kilometers away from Jing's building. If you take the bus, it's about three or four stops away.

Many people in the company like to take advantage of the lunch break to have a rest in that restaurant.

But she had never been there. Smelling the smell of the baked rice, the greedy insects were hooked up.

After Jing Che's cold injury is over, she must take him to the restaurant to have a good taste.

"Minister Qiao, you don't have your share in this!"

Zhao Yang looked at her claw is about to extend to the baked rice lunch box, quickly took off her claws.

"Why?"

Jos watched the people around him leading the boxes one by one, full of grudging complaints.

She just stayed with Jing zhehan in the hospital for a while, but she didn't even have to eat after she came back.

"Who knows when you'll be back! What if you buy it and you've already eaten it? That's a waste of money! "

Zhao Yang takes out the last lunch box from the plastic bag and looks at Jos's lost face.

Arched her shoulder, "forget it, who let me this person good, divide you half good."

Then they wanted to walk through joss' minister's office.

After closing the door, Zhao Yang put the lunch box on the table, and joss took the chopsticks out of the drawer.

"It's delicious!"

Joss put a chopstick in his mouth and sighed.

But next to Zhao Yang did not seem to hear like, silent.

The action of eating is also very mechanical. I didn't even notice that the chopsticks were empty and nothing was caught.

"What's the matter with you?"

How is this appearance of losing one's soul again? Needless to ask, it must have something to do with Fu Chen.

Zhao Yang suddenly returned to his senses and looked blankly at Jos beside him, "what's the matter?"