Mrs. Erye is acting like a demon again

Chapter 207 Just a Coincidence
The two of them were halfway through eating, suddenly Fu Qing's smile softened a little, and the atmosphere turned cold for a moment. Lin Junyi turned her head and a tall and straight figure sat beside her.

Ye Jitang...

"Boss Fu, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Although Ye Jitang smiled, his cold voice was obviously alienated and hostile.

"The nightclub is also on vacation?" Fu Qing handed the cake to the girl, as if asking casually.

Lin Junyi wanted to eat cake from the beginning of eating, but Fu Qing didn't allow it. Now that she can finally eat it, she is very happy.

After taking a sip of watermelon juice, I started to dry the cake.

Ye Jitang glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up. For a second, his eyes fell on Fu Qing, "I'm on a business trip, and I think the scenery here is pretty good, so I decided to stay for a few more days."

Fu Qing caught Ye Jitang's eyes when he looked at Lin Junyi, and felt displeased.

"We should meet often!" Ye Jitang elegantly cut the steak on the plate.

Lin Junyi suddenly stopped eating the cake and drank a few sips of milk. "Some people live across the street and they have never met before. The nightclub said this a bit early."

The corner of Ye Jitang's mouth was frivolous, he stared at the steak and chuckled, "They don't have fate, but we do." Ye Jitang looked at Fu Qing's cold and calm eyes, full of warning.

He didn't let himself get close, but he wanted to get close.

Not only because she is Fu Qing's wife.

"What's more, Miss Lin and I have met by chance many times."

Lin Junyi met Fu Qing's eyes, she shook her head, frowning slightly.

"It's just a coincidence!" Fu Qing said suddenly.

Ye Jitang smiled lightly, but did not answer.

Lin Junyi felt that the atmosphere was not right, and said with a smile, "I've finished eating, Fu Qing, let's go to the side to digest it, shall we?"

"En." Fu Qing stood up, "Use the nightclub slowly!"

After the two left, the knife and fork in Ye Jitang's hand fell on the white porcelain plate, making a crisp sound. He looked back and followed the two until he disappeared.

Leisurely sat down in front of Ye Jitang with food from another table, seeing that the food on his plate hadn't moved, she guessed that the meal was not pleasant.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Leisurely was secretly apprehensive, could she say no.

I just patronized and observed them, so I didn't have the thought of eating.

"Yeah!" Youran finally nodded, if you are hungry, you will be hungry.

"Hmm, I don't know how much you eat, eat quickly, you have a meeting later." Ye Jitang got up and walked towards the drink area.

Leisurely complained in her heart, "I knew there was a meeting and I came to someone else's hotel for dinner!"

Suddenly there was a cup of hot milk in front of him, and Ye Jitang's stern face above him, with his thin lips as a sign, said without showing any expression: "Eat slowly, be careful of indigestion!"

"Didn't you tell me to eat quickly?" Youran took a sip of the milk, it was her favorite yogurt, not pure milk.

The hand holding the milk cup is slowly tightened, the warmth of the milk flows through the palm of the hand and the tip of the heart.

"Hurry up and eat if you can guarantee that you won't choke to death." Ye Jitang said lazily, and looked at the food on the plate again, still no appetite.

"The old guys in the company have meetings every day and they seem to be urging their lives. They really don't intend to take their old bones seriously. If something happens, it will have to be blamed on the company!" Ye Jitang's cell phone rang, and he frowned. Frowning, instantly bored.

"Their economic lifeline is in your hands. If you work harder, they will get more profit."

"These years, they haven't lost money!" Ye Jitang's fingers danced on the phone's frequency screen, and the leisurely high-level meeting group message rang, and when he turned on the phone, he saw Ye Jitang sent a new message "The meeting is postponed One hour."

I feel inexplicably happy.

As much as possible he is not for himself.

(End of this chapter)