Rong Yan begged her, but the strength in his hand didn't relax at all.

Zhao Qiqing looked down and said, "isn't your purpose to screw up this blind date?"

Rong Yan opened his mouth. It's right to say so, but it seems to deviate from his original idea.

He replied, "yes... Yes."

Zhao Qiqing looked at him: "let go."

Rong Yan was worried: "sister Qiqing, don't leave me alone..."

"Don't worry." Zhao Qiqing pulled his hand down expressionless and walked back to the original table with her bag.

When Rongyan got up to chase her, the girl had been watching her.

Zhao Qiqing sat directly opposite her: "hello."

The girl watched her sit back, some unknown, so: "Hello, are you his friend?"

Rong Yan said, "she is my fiancee. Please go back and tell my father that I have a lover. Please let him find another good man for you as soon as possible."

The girl listened to what Rong Yan said: "but your father didn't say that you haven't..."

"You know, how can families like us fall in love freely?" Rong Yan smiled and shook Zhao Qiqing's hand as he spoke: "I also want to delay for a while. I hope my father can accept her, but I didn't expect that he arranged a blind date for me directly, and I can't refuse directly."

The girl looked at Zhao Qiqing again: "are you and he really unmarried husband and wife?"

"I said, she..."

Zhao Qiqing directly interrupted Rong Yan's words: "I'm not."

The girl didn't think of Zhao Qiqing's answer at all, but she was unexpectedly crisp: "but he..."

"I'm really not his fiancee, but I'm his good friend for many years. He has a lot of lace news. You can find out when you go back. His girlfriend has changed constantly over the past few years, and he is resourceful. He will do anything to become famous."

"He never cleans himself at home. The whole house is in a mess, and he has an unknown little secret. He doesn't like bathing."

"He also likes to show off his wealth, so you don't look at his identity. He looks very rich and well matched. In fact, he spends his money on the facade just to be more beautiful."

Zhao Qiqing said with a smile: "if you can accept him and want to marry him, I wish you happiness."

The girl listened to what Zhao Qiqing said and her face became worse and worse.

Yes, she is a fan of Rong Yan, but she is not particularly crazy. She usually makes a list for him when she is bored. She also dates him because she has a good feeling for him. I didn't expect her to be so unbearable.

"Are you telling the truth?" The girl asked incredulously.

Rong Yangang wanted to raise his hand to refute. Zhao Qiqing grabbed the future and pressed it: "of course, it's true, but I hope you don't spread this thing. You won't have any intersection with him in the future, but he still has to live and doesn't do anything particularly crazy, so don't cut off his wealth."

Zhao Qiqing smiled when she spoke, and her credibility increased a little.

"Too much!" The girl angrily picked up her bag, glanced at Rong Yan and turned away directly.

As soon as the girl left, Rong Yan immediately looked at Zhao Qiqing: "sister Qiqing, what do you mean!"

Zhao Qiqing picked up the tea already prepared on the table and took a sip: "didn't you say you could just screw up the blind date?"

"What I want is a way once and for all!" Rong Yan said angrily, "as long as you let others know that you are my fiancee, no one will be making my idea!"

"Rong Yan, you are too naive. If someone wants to make an idea about you, even if you have a fiancee, can't you let your fiancee leave you?" Zhao Qiqing asked, "or do you want your fiancee to give up by herself?"

Zhao Qiqing was used to the daily life of this kind of rich family as early as ten years ago. When she was a housewife ten years ago, she didn't take over the company. Of course, she was busy at home. She also heard that many parents were short-lived, and more importantly, which childe's marriage was inappropriate.

Giving money, humiliation and pressure will appear without the knowledge of men until they force women to leave by themselves.

"Well, the blind date is over. Can I leave now?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

Rong Yan frowned.

No, things shouldn't develop like this. He should tell everyone that Zhao Qiqing is his fiancee and his woman. There's nothing wrong with Fu xishen at all!

Since Zhao Qiqing didn't get an answer and didn't intend to stay much, she picked up her bag and wanted to leave. Rong Yan took her arm: "sister Qiqing, my lace news is fake. It's only necessary to go out of the same place with them. I didn't know I was photographed, but I just felt that I didn't turn over any water spray at that time, so I wasn't in a hurry to clarify..."

"You shouldn't tell me these words." Zhao Qiqing shook her head and interrupted him: "you just let me help you, that's all."

Zhao Qiqing got up with her bag: "let go, I'm leaving."

"Sister Qiqing, if you go back, can you forgive me this time? I really didn't know he would come here." Rong Yan couldn't wait to show her his mobile phone: "I didn't make an appointment with her yesterday, neither before."

"Don't tell me that." Zhao Qiqing refused: "I really can't put it off. I have something to do. Excuse me."

Rong Yan immediately got up and followed Zhao Qiqing behind: "I'll see you off."

Rong Yan smiled pleasantly and followed her to her car: "I'll be the driver."

Zhao Qiqing really didn't take the driver out this time. She was really grabbed by Rong Yan.

"It's too much trouble. If you take me home, I have to go back by myself." Zhao Qiqing shook her head.

"It's okay. Someone will pick me up later." Rong Yan raised his hand: "sister Qiqing, you get on the bus first."

Zhao Qiqing didn't speak any more and sat directly in the back. Don't you want to be a driver? Then be him.

Rong Yan's smile stiffened, his hand tightly grasped the steering wheel, then started the car and became silent.

The atmosphere of the two people along the way was more embarrassing, but in short, they safely sent Zhao Qiqing home.

When Rong Yan stopped the car, Zhao Qiqing said, "haven't your driver arrived yet?"

"Not yet..." Rong Yan was embarrassed: "even if I call him on the way, he can't fly over at once. Sister Qiqing, can you invite me in for a glass of water?"

Zhao Qiqing looked at him with a smile: "sorry, the house hasn't been cleaned today. It's really inconvenient."