Jiang Ruan couldn't help but stroke her chin, her peach blossom eyes squinting slightly as she thought for a moment. "Something seems off; the vibes are off."
After all, she had this inexplicable sixth sense.
Although Fu Chi didn't exhibit any signs of discomfort, he still acted no different than usual.
Fu Chi chuckled, freeing one hand to pat her on the head, "If you think something's wrong, figure it out yourself."
"That could be it."
Fu Chi raised his brows, "Alright, it's no big deal, let's eat first."
If this little lady finds out that he got jealous over some words, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?
However, that man Zhou Qiyue, he is different from others.
Who asked him to harbor some inappropriate thoughts?
He went so far as to openly want a hug, what next...
Jiang Ruan tilted her head to look at him, not saying anything more.
The restaurant they were dining at was a famous Sichuan cuisine place in Beijing. It was very authentic and was still bustling at this time.
