Wen Ke'er's gentle and harmless face turned to Fengyu south, and there was a little grievance in her eyes.

As if to ask, brother Nan, am I really unimportant in your heart?

I took a special look at Qiao Ruoxi, and I couldn't say how much I hated him.

How could she not have imagined that when Feng Yunan made an appointment to see her clients, she would always keep Qiao Ruoxi by her side and be a close assistant?

Ah

What means did that bitch use to confuse him?

No matter when and where, Fengyu Nan will not hurt wenke'er.

It can only be said that Muyun Li was very powerful, and he immediately grasped his weakness.

He had to sit down again and say with a cold face, "come on, what do you want to talk about?"

"We'd better talk while eating. It's said that Mr. Feng has bought Tiffany with a lot of money. That letter is always the host. How can we have a meal?"

Muyunli chuckled and leaned back on the chair. There was a touch of laziness and cynicism between his eyebrows.

How clever the news is!

When it comes to this, Feng has no reason to say that he doesn't invite guests. "No problem. If you want to eat anything, it's hard to admire him."

The two men talk politely on the surface, but actually they are fighting in secret.

Muyunli picked up the menu, rubbed his clean chin, and said, "Oh, I have to kill you."

Then he gave the menu to Qiao Ruoxi, "girl, what would you like to eat?"

Qiao Ruoxi was not in the mood to eat, and reluctantly smiled, "casually, I am not picky about food."

"Well, I like not to be picky."

Mu Yunli smiled and nodded, then looked at Wen Ke'er, "what does Miss Wen like to eat?"

Wen Ke'er is very picky at ordinary times. When the steak is a little cooked, and if you don't put rosemary, you will tell the waiter.

But now Qiao Ruoxi said that she was not picky about food, and muyunli said that he liked it.

In this case, Wen Ke'er can't be choosy any more. He can only follow the example of others and say, "I don't choose either. Please make up your mind."

"In that case, I'll order!"

Muyunli slowly called the waiter to order.

Soon the waiter served, and Tiffany's most famous signature dishes were on the table.

Four people eat in a very strange atmosphere.

Two men gently began to cut steak, Feng Yu Nan habitually put the cut steak in front of Wen Ke'er.

Wen Ke'er saw the diced meat cut into even size. He was very happy and subconsciously looked up at Qiao Ruoxi.

There was a touch of show off and pride in his eyes, as if to say, have you seen the bitch? I'm the one my brother loves the most.

Qiao Ruoxi had a panoramic view of the scene. She didn't say anything and bowed her head to eat.

She doesn't have a cold for meat. She has some nausea when she smells it. She can only eat some light salad.

At this time, muyunli put his steak in front of Qiao Ruoxi and said with a smile, "girl, I cut it for you."

Qiao Ruoxi saw the cut steak and looked up in surprise at Mu Yunli. Did he cut the steak for her?

I didn't expect that he was very considerate.

"Thank you."

Qiao Ruoxi was a little moved in her heart. She didn't want to waste his kindness. She picked up two pieces of diced meat with a fork.

At the same time, there are Fengyu South and wenke'er.

Feng Yunan's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and some unexpected Muyun Li would cut steak for Qiao Ruoxi.

But did he remember Qiao Ruoxi spitting when he saw the steak?

How can I eat it now?

Are they pretending in front of him?

……