System Love: You Shao, Miss Fu ran away again

"Sister, if one day you suddenly saw the tragedy you would experience in the future, and the cause and effect were all due to a man, what would you do?"

Fu Xuanxuan's question is a bit unique, as if Fu Xuanxuan has encountered something extraordinary, such as separation of life and death, or love and hate.

"I'm a ruthless person. If someone brings me misfortune, I'll eliminate the source of misfortune from the very beginning."

Fu Sijue paused as he spoke, suddenly remembering You Yuhan and the silent system. He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "If you can't get rid of misfortune, then make yourself happy."

"Sister, do you think I can get rid of the eldest young master of the Wen family?" Fu Xuanxuan couldn't help grinning at this and shook her head. "That's just wishful thinking. I can't get rid of him. He's the Wen family's most valued heir, the one personally chosen by the old man. Now, at the age of 28, he's already in charge of most of the Wen family's affairs. At least 70% of the Wen family support him."

"Pfft, then you underestimate the illegitimate child of the Wen family."

Fu Sijue smiled. He was able to say this directly because he understood the "Plague God." However, he realized he had said too much after he said it, so he said, "I mean, if Young Master Wen is so powerful, he wouldn't allow an illegitimate child to be adopted into the Wen family."

"Are you talking about the second young master of the Wen family?" Fu Xuanxuan thought of the second young master of the Wen family in her dream. Later, he no longer relied on the Wen family, but he was never short of money. It seemed that his assets were all overseas. "He is quite mysterious..."

mystery?

Fu Sijue heard a strange word. If the "Plague God" was here, she would probably not be able to bear it and would laugh at him. Of course, she usually didn't need to step forward, because Hua Gui would laugh at him before her.

"So, my dear sister, let's eat and sort out our thoughts. I can't stand being hungry."

Fu Sijue clicked on a star-rated breakfast restaurant as she spoke. She didn't care what they served. If a dish cost tens of thousands, it couldn't be too bad. Of course, the main purpose was the task given by You Yuhan. She didn't want to look up and see someone standing outside the window like last night.

To be honest, if I wasn't a spy, I would have been scared and screamed.

In front of a star-rated morning tea shop.

"What the hell? We need to make reservations in advance? Are there no seats left? Can't we share a table? Sharing a table is fine."

Fu Xuanxuan was a little dissatisfied. It had been an hour since Fu Sijue drove here, and her stomach had growled several times. Fu Xuanxuan was really afraid that Fu Sijue would accidentally faint from hypoglycemia.

"I'm so sorry, miss. Our restaurant only accepts reservations in advance. We've already booked it up until next month, and we don't share tables. I'm so sorry."

The waiter apologized as he spoke, and although he looked very docile, Fu Sijue could see the mockery in his eyes.

It seems that not everyone can eat at this kind of dim sum shop. I have hit a wall today.

"Tsk, swipe..." Before he could even utter the word "card", Fu Sijue heard a familiar voice.

"Tao'er?"

Phew, isn’t this the voice of the “God of Plague”?

"Peaches? Where can I find peaches?"

Fu Sijue turned around and glanced at the "Plague God", only to see that he was still as thin and tall as ever, but his skin had become a healthy wheat color, and he looked as if he had rolled in the mud.

Needless to say, the "Plague God" must have gone surfing again. He likes surfing and extreme sports even more.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Fu?"

The "Plague God" grinned, and his white teeth were particularly conspicuous.

"Are you coming over for morning tea too? I heard it's hard to get a reservation for this morning tea. If you don't mind, you can share a table with me."

"Second Young Master Wen..."

Fu Xuanxuan was still upset about the matter of the eldest young master Wen, and now she met the second young master Wen. Although the second young master Wen did not show any sign of rejecting her, she knew that it was not a good idea to share the table like this.

"Second Young Master Wen?" Fu Sijue playfully stared at the "God of Plague," his smile a bit sinister. "Sister, Second Young Master Wen is so easy to talk to. We should at least give him some face, right? Let's go eat."

"what?"

Fu Xuanxuan was pushed in by Fu Sijue, and the waiter let her in after seeing the Second Young Master Wen.

Even though Fu Xuanxuan was sitting in her seat, she still felt a little awkward. She didn't dare look at the "Plague God". She looked so awkward.

"Sister, I'm going to starve if I don't eat."

Fu Sijue whispered in Fu Xuanxuan's ear. Fu Xuanxuan became anxious after hearing it, and didn't care about anything else. She picked up the menu and looked at it, wanting to order some food for Fu Sijue, but she was stunned after seeing the prices.

The Fu family had already suspended her credit card, and she didn't have enough money on her to treat her to a meal...

"Sister, the Second Young Master of the Wen family is here, what are you afraid of? Just order whatever you want. Are you afraid that the Second Young Master Wen won't pay?"

Fu Sijue didn't treat the "Plague God" as an outsider at all, and casually checked off a few more expensive dishes while talking.

Fu Xuanxuan felt a little embarrassed. She looked up at the Second Young Master Wen, only to see him nod with a smile, indicating that she could order whatever she wanted. Then she looked at the menu, but she didn't need to order anything because Fu Sijue had already checked all the expensive dishes.

"Miss Wen, could you please introduce yourself? Who is this?"

"The God of Plague" looked at Fu Sijue with a smile. He didn't expect that he couldn't make an appointment with anyone, but he could meet him today. Boss Baitao, it's really not easy for me to have a meal with you. I wonder if Huagui will be envious and jealous when he knows it.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone. It seemed like he was playing with it normally, but in fact he had taken a photo of Fu Sijue, then clicked the send button with a grin.