"Shoes?" Song Qingrui raised an eyebrow, "What shoes?"

"Running shoes, I need a pair of thinner running shoes."

Song Qingrui said, "I can go shopping with you, but you have to pay for these shoes yourself."

Lin Fanyue was stunned for a while, "You are reluctant to give me even a pair of shoes. Are you out of money? Then I will choose a pair from the head office that costs a few hundred yuan."

"I think too much, I'm not that poor."

Song Qingrui chuckled and said meaningfully: "I can pay for anything else you want to buy, but giving your girlfriend shoes is not a good idea, especially sneakers. Put on sneakers, how fast you can run, what if?"

How pitiful I will be if I run away without a trace in the future."

Lin Fanyue was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses and was a little speechless, "As for that?"

"As for." Song Qingrui said, "The older generation has this saying. Anyway, I have a friend who gave his girlfriend a pair of shoes when we first started dating, but they broke up not long after. I didn't believe it before, but now I have someone I care about.

After having a girlfriend, I don’t want to take this risk.”

"..."

Lin Fanyue raised the corners of her mouth.

Listen, everything is said so sweetly and touchingly, how can she still force it?

If you don't do it well, what if you really lose yourself?

"Don't worry." Song Qingrui squeezed the back of her hand and said in a sweet tone that could kill people, "When you get married in the future, you can give me as many pairs as you want."

"Marriage is still far away." Lin Fanyue snorted deliberately.

"No matter how far you are, you still have to wait."

Another word of infinite pampering.

Lin Fanyue leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Drive."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

Song Qingrui fastened his seat belt in a disciplined manner.

Lin Fanyue huddled in the chair and laughed. Being with him always made her feel good.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know. You think about it yourself. If the place is not delicious, I will settle the score with you."

After Lin Fanyue said something arrogantly, she took out her mobile phone and called Lin's mother to ask about Yueyue's situation.

"Yueyue is very good. She even ate some fruit puree just now. If you don't want to come back for dinner, that's fine. We can handle it."

Lin Fanyue was surprised, "Mom, I haven't even said I won't come back for dinner."

"If you came back for dinner, why would you call me at this hour?" Mother Lin still knew her daughter too well, "Let's go play. You see, you run home after get off work every day without even a date. You really want to be single all your life. Well, only by hanging out more after get off work can you meet high-quality men."

Lin Fanyue was speechless, "Mom, don't I want to go home and spend more time with you and dad? You have only been in the capital for a short time, and you have begun to dislike me at home."

"I can't see you here in Tongcheng, and I miss you so much. When I come to the capital, I see you don't even have a decent date. Am I worried too?"

"Okay, my heart is broken. I'm going to go out with a man right now."

Lin Fanyue hung up the phone angrily.

The volume of her receiver was relatively loud, and since she was in a quiet car, Song Qingrui had already heard it, and now she laughed happily.

"Your mother is quite interesting."

"All mothers in the world are pretty much the same. They smell good and smell bad." Lin Fanyue glanced at him strangely, "Look, you were jealous a few days ago. She goes home honestly after work every day."

"I was wrong."

Song Qingrui held her hand and kissed her.

More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a Western restaurant in a small western-style building.

Lin Fanyue got out of the car first and waited for him to park the car in the parking space under the sycamore tree.

After turning off the engine, Song Qingrui was about to get out of the car when suddenly the phone rang.

He pressed the answer button, and a voice came from inside, "Master Rui, your car was followed."

"who?"

"It should be Song Rongshi who followed you from Yue Xinyan Company, but Miss Lin was in the car, so I didn't call you."

"knew."

Song Qingrui's eyes darkened slightly.

When he got off the car, he glanced back without trace, then stepped forward to hold Lin Fanyue's hand, "Go in."


Chapter completed!