Very subtly, the teasing smile at the end of the man's eyes disappeared again.
He was silent for a while and then said in a deep voice: "What does auntie do?" "
I dance classical dance. I seemed to be the lead dancer of the city dance troupe in the past. Later, after I was born, in order to take care of me, she I went to work as a dance teacher at the Cultural Palace near my home.
"So you can dance?"
"Do you think I can dance?"
Ji Fanling glanced at him speechlessly and fell into memories again. , "But when I was a child, I often followed her to the dance studio. When she was in class, I would play along behind. I could indeed bend down, do the splits, put my feet on my head and so on..."
She said, He accidentally looked at Fu Yingcheng.
The flame of the scented candle on the table danced warmly, and the light reflected in the dark eyes of the man opposite.
His eyes were dark and deep, with a silent emotion lingering in them.
Ji Fanling's heart skipped a beat and he stopped talking.
Oops, I accidentally said too much.
What happened so many years ago, it's not a shame to bring it up and talk about it.
Ji Fanling touched her nose and casually changed the subject: "Where is your mother?"
Fu Yingcheng paused.
The moment his expression changed slightly, Ji Fanling realized something was wrong and wished he could slap his mouth.
What a mouth.
How to ask other people's pain points.
In high school, there were two people in the class who never held parent-teacher conferences, one was her and the other was Fu Yingcheng.
Of course, her situation was different from that of Fu Yingcheng. She was a problem child, with the lowest grades, and her parents ignored her. She was so worried that Tang's remaining hair fell out.
And Fu Yingcheng is firmly ranked first in the grade. In fact, it doesn't matter if the family comes or not. Even if they come, they are the legendary parents of other people's children and are responsible for imparting education experience at parent-teacher meetings. Experience.
But for such an outstanding child, why do parents never attend?
Gossip has spread in the school for a long time.
Fu Yingcheng's father, Fu Zhiyuan, used to be the executive president of the unparalleled Hertz Medical Group. As a result, he was greedy for profit, cut corners, and sold defective products that failed prenatal inspections to hospitals, causing tens of thousands of medical accidents nationwide. Once exposed, Zhengdang was imprisoned and sentenced to life imprisonment.
This happened in the summer of 2003, when Ji Fanling was seven years old.
The richest man in North City fell overnight, causing uproar in the city. Even people like her who didn't care about current affairs heard about it.
His dad is in jailThat's right.
Where's his mother?
Why don't you come to the parent-teacher meeting?
No one knows.
But come to think of it.
The answer is anything but pleasant.
Fu Yingcheng did not show any displeasure. He picked up the water glass, took a sip, and thought calmly.
"She also majored in art in college, and she finished her studies without learning any skills, nor did she achieve anything famous."
Fu Yingcheng said, obsessively folding the white napkin in his hand meticulously, "After graduation, she went everywhere "Play, I'm pregnant, it's natural to get married and become a full-time wife."
Ji Fanling's eyelids twitched.
Be good, let me marry you.
"So she has never worked." Fu Yingcheng looked up at her with a half-smile, "Unlike you, who works every day and works hard to get rich."
Ji Fan said in his heart that he is still rich, and all the wealth I have made will be given to you. .
The girl raised her glass with a dull face: "You are also hardworking and you are rich."
The two glasses clinked crisply.
The speed of serving food in this restaurant seriously inhibited Ji Fanling's ability to cook.
Only one dish was served at a time, and there were only a few dishes on the big plate. The waiter continued to explain like a guide: "This is a fresh and sweet sea urchin mousse from Hokkaido, paired with light fennel foam, and embellished with... Smoky Avruga..." Ji Fanling had already swallowed it in one gulp, staring at him with big eyes, trying hard to chew out the smoky flavor.
Waiter: "..."
Ji Fanling leaned towards Fu Yingcheng and moved his lips calmly: "Do you want to wait for him to finish?"
A chuckle escaped from Fu Yingcheng's throat.
The man's fingers crossed the knife and fork silently, and he lightly raised his eyes and said to the waiter: "No need to introduce, there is nothing new to say."
...
The table next door had only finished half of the meal, and they had already started dessert. After eating the exquisite pistachio French tart and rose chocolate, Ji Fanling felt bitter in his heart: "You think it tastes good?"
"You think it doesn't taste good?" Fu Yingcheng raised his head.
"...It doesn't taste good." The taste of money filled my mouth.
Ji Fanling stuffed all the food into her mouth with the intention of refusing to waste it, stood up with a grimace and went to check out.
Unexpectedly, when the waiter heard that she wanted to pay, he unexpectedly said: "The bill has been settled at your table."
Ji Fanling was stunned: "When was the bill settled?"
"Mr. Fu settled the bill from the beginning. Yes."
Ji Fanling blinked slowly.
People are so strange. Just now, under the heavy pressure of money, I couldn't taste anything delicious, but now I suddenly feel that even the aftertaste on my lips...
has a bit of afterthought of sweetness.
Ji Fanling walked back and asked Fu Yingcheng: "Didn't you say I invited you?"
Fu Yingcheng lowered his eyes and looked at his mobile phone. He seemed to have just remembered it after hearing this, and said slowly: "I usually pay the bill. I'm used to it. I forgot that you actually treat me. "
"..." The fist hardened.
What does "actually" mean?
Fu Yingcheng stood up, put on his coat, straightened his clothes, and glanced at her: "Do you have to invite
me today?" "Then I'll invite you another day. Anyway, it's not bad for this meal."
Ji Fanling breathed a sigh of relief . , keep up quickly.