Chen Ning said coldly at this time: "Didn't you hear my wife's words? Let you take this thing away immediately."

The waiter gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, yes, I'll take it away now."

And at this moment!

Fu Wenbin walked over slowly with a wine glass.

He has a tall figure, a straight facial features, handsomeness at the tip of his eyebrows and evil eyes, and looks like a mad and arrogant noble man.

He said with a smile: "Hi, Miss Song, we're meeting again."

Song Bingting said calmly: "We don't seem to know each other, right?"

Fu Wenbin smiled and said, "Haha, Miss Song is such a noble person who forgets too much."

"Last year, you and I were both named one of the top ten labor models in the country. We were awarded the awards together in Beijing. At that time, I greeted you and invited you to dinner, but unfortunately you refused."

Song Bingting frowned when she heard this and immediately remembered it.

Last year she came to Beijing to attend the National Labor Model Commendation Conference, and there was indeed someone like Fu Wenbin.

Fu Wenbin did want to treat her to dinner at that time.

However, except for Chen Ning, she never shakes hands with other men, let alone eat.

Furthermore, from the beginning, she could see that Fu Wenbin was a playboy, so she politely declined the other party’s invitation to dinner and left.

But I didn't expect that I met here a year after I left.

Fu Wenbin said with a smile: "Haha, I invited Miss Song to dinner last year, but Miss Song didn't give me a chance."

"I have always felt sorry for it, so when I saw Miss Song having dinner here just now, I was surprised and quickly asked the kitchen to make my favorite tortoise, and asked the waiter to bring it over and invite Miss Song to taste it."

Song Bingting's face turned cold and she said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I haven't eaten this animal since I was a child."

"Please remove this dish by the waiter."

"In addition, our family is having a meal. Mr. Fu, if you have something else, let's go and do yours first."

Song Bingting was already angry and was expelling guests in disguise.

However, Fu Wenbin had no intention of leaving at all. He smiled and said, "Oh, I'm not busy."

"And I happened to open a bottle of good white wine. If Miss Song doesn't dislike it, we can have a drink."

Chen Ning said coldly: "Mind!"

"And you told you to get out, don't you understand?"

Fu Wenbin actually noticed Chen Ning a long time ago, and he just pretended not to see it.

At this moment, he looked at Chen Ning with a sneer: "Sir, I am inviting Miss Song to drink, what do you have to do with you?"

Chen Ning said indifferently: "She is my wife. Are you satisfied with this answer? If you are satisfied, you can get out."

Although Fu Wenbin had long guessed that Chen Ning might be Song Bingting's husband!

But when he heard Chen Ning say this, he was still a little jealous.

Moreover, Chen Ning asked him to get out twice, which deeply angered him.

In the Dream Island area, all industries belong to him.

If this is a small kingdom, then his father is the king and he is the prince here.

No one has ever dared to talk to Chen Ning like this.

The staff at the scene were all looking at Fu Wenbin nervously, worried that Mr. Fu would get angry.

However, to everyone's surprise, Fu Wenbin did not have an attack.

He looked at Chen Ning coldly, then sneered: "Okay, then I won't disturb you for dinner, let's see you back."

Finished!

He turned and left.

Several bodyguards quickly followed.

A bodyguard couldn't help but whisper: "Mr. Fu, that kid is disrespectful to you, why didn't he deal with him on the spot?"

Fu Wenbin said coldly: "This is our own hotel, how can we destroy our own venue?"

"Besides, it's not good to deal with her husband in front of Miss Song. Just find an opportunity to teach him a lesson later."
Chapter completed!