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Chapter 11 When will the fourth brother's bad temper be cured?(2/2)

Of course, Song Xiu needs to be said.

"Go to the restaurant opposite at noon, I'll treat you."

Lu Ming patted Song Xiu's shoulder to show his affirmation. When his hand habitually went up to the shoulders of the person next to him, Ji Sang moved outward, and his hand stopped in mid-air.

Lu Ming:….

Song Xiu:….

Ji Sang also noticed the embarrassment in the air, pursed his lips, and looked up at Lu Ming. Before she spoke, Lu Ming spoke first.

"Let's go"

His hands were swaying indifferently in the air.

He roughly knew what Ji Sang's temperament was, and he wouldn't have to do anything about this little thing.

....

During the meal, Lu Ming was called away by a phone call. Coincidentally, when it was about to end, Song Xiu also received a call, and his face changed instantly. He quickly got up and went out.

In the end, Ji Sang was the only one left in the private room.

Ji Sang was more comfortable. He finished the meal happily alone. When he walked to the front desk to check out, he realized that Lu Ming had already paid the order.

She didn't expect that her first job preparation after joining the TV station would be so smooth. She wiped out her boredom in the morning and took out her cell phone to share it with Su Ge.

Just lowering his head and before he could walk a few steps, he hit a person's chest. The phone instantly fell to the ground. With a click, the screen cracked.

Ji Sang covered his forehead and took a step back

"Feel sorry"

I leaned over and picked up my phone to check, and the screen was completely black.

"goddess!"

Zhang Quan rubbed his chest and stopped hearing Ji Sang's voice. His frown also loosened his frown. He trembled his hands and wanted to help Ji Sang, but she waved it away.

"Goddess, you don't know me anymore?"

Ji Sang stood up and looked at the obviously excited man in front of him, frowned slightly

"Who are you?"

"Me! Zhang Quan!"

As if he was afraid that Ji Sang would not remember him, Zhang Quan gestured randomly

"Just Zhang Quan, the one who was in school who lighted candles downstairs to confess to you!"

Ji Sang:….

Puchi—When people around him heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and one of the men with purple hair laughed even more.

"oh"

Ji Sang nodded slightly, walked out from Zhang Quan sideways.

Zhang Quan:……..

Slap his head suddenly

"What do you want to mention, why do you mention this?"

He quickly followed him out.

This scene made the man with purple hair cover his stomach with a smile, and he almost couldn't catch the phone in his hand.

"What the hell is it?"

The man's deep and cold voice came from the phone, and Zimao finally recovered.

"Fourth brother, you don't know how funny something happened just now. Really, I have never seen such a stupid man in my life, hahahaha, that woman is amazing! I think her behavior of going out directly is handsome and cool!"

Fu Yis, who had just finished the consultation, pinched the tip of his nose

"You call me and tell me about this?"

"Fourth brother, it's really funny! I want to know that returning to China can be so interesting, so I've been back a long time ago."

"Ling Yuxuan"

The man's voice was displeased, and Zimao stopped smiling. He knew that this was the fourth brother's impatientness, which was the precursor to hanging up the phone.

"Ahem, Fourth Brother, let's have a fight tonight. I finally returned to China and haven't seen each other for half a year."

Ling Yuxuan pretended to sniff, and there was a tendency to cry on the spot.

"Not available"

After saying that, the man hung up the phone.

Ling Yuxuan:……..
Chapter completed!
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