She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Jiang Miaotong had a smile on her face and her tone was meaningful when she said this.

Fu Linxing gritted his teeth and turned his gaze away from the two people who were going upstairs together. He felt even more irritated when he heard these words.

He frowned slightly, wanting to tell Jiang Miaotong to shut up in a cold voice.

But if you think about it carefully, Song Zhisheng and Xiao Zhi had an agreement in advance and got along so naturally, it was normal for someone to tease them.

He was suppressing his anger and became more and more depressed, so he simply lowered his head and kept silent.

Jiang Miaotong's mood was completely opposite to his.

Although Fu Linxing is just unhappy now, sooner or later, he will realize that he has no chance.

By then, Fu Linxing will still be hers.

Jiang Miaotong curled her lips in a good mood, and the depression that had accumulated in her heart yesterday was swept away.

Meng Changyao watched the expressions of the two people calmly, lowered his eyes slightly and took a sip of the hot tea in the cup.

Then, she looked at them and asked with a smile.

"It's still early. Should we eat now or wait a little longer?"

Meng Changyao spoke in a soft tone with a faint smile on her face, looking very gentle.

So much so that people who don't listen carefully won't pay much attention to the prefix in her sentence and can't tell that she said it deliberately.

Meng Changyao's purpose, of course, was to trick the two emotionally unstable people into waiting before eating.

Jiang Miaotong was happy now, so of course she wouldn't notice this little thought.

She thought it would be ok to just pretend, so she smiled and replied:

"Let's wait a little longer. I'm not very hungry now anyway."

Fu Linxing didn't say anything, just nodded sullenly.

Mo Jinyan glanced at Meng Changyao, then looked away.

Of course, it’s not that he didn’t hear Meng Changyao’s little thoughts, but he never cared about them.

I didn't sleep much last night, and the blueness under Mo Jinyan's eyes deepened.

He spoke, speaking only two words sparingly.

"wait."

Meng Changyao smiled and nodded, continuing to drink tea sip by sip.

Upstairs, Song Zhisheng finished taking a shower, with steam coming out of his face, and felt very comfortable all over.

She changed into a knee-length denim skirt, decorated her waist with a brown belt, and matched her shoes with black ones.

Her hair is naturally flowing and looks so beautiful that she doesn't even need to put on makeup.

She quickly packed up and went downstairs.

Xiao Zhi was still waiting for her at the stairs on the second floor.

A simple white short-sleeved top and long jeans perfectly show off the advantages of broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

We have the same clothing style over and over again, it really is fate.

Xiao Zhi touched his nose, feeling happy, and said with a funny look on his face:

"See, I told you there must be some similarities. This is such an incredible fate."

Song Zhisheng also smiled and went downstairs with him.

Xiao Zhi was secretly happy, and suddenly thought of Fu Linxing who looked unhappy, and he felt even happier.

That brat Fu Linxing already looks very unhappy. If he sees what they are wearing, he will definitely be furious, right?

Just thinking about it made Xiao Zhi happy.

He wished to push Fu Linxing away and preferably not have any contact with Song Zhisheng.

Of course, it would be best if Fu Linxing gave up on his own initiative.

With one less love rival, his psychological pressure will be much less.

The footsteps of two people were heard on the stairs, and their figures appeared at the stairs almost one after the other.

Meng Changyao was the first to look over, his eyes showing some surprise.

Jiang Miaotong's face was filled with extreme surprise, and she almost immediately looked at Fu Linxing's reaction.

Even though Fu Linxing thought in his heart not to look, he still looked over very naturally when he really heard the sound.

At just one glance, his hands on the sofa clenched, and there was disbelief in his eyes.

It's only the second day. Even if they have feelings for each other, it wouldn't develop so quickly, right?

Even as he thought this in his mind, his heart was beating wildly and couldn't calm down.

Seeing his disbelief and faint anger, Xiao Zhi raised the corners of his mouth even higher.

He guessed correctly, the brat Fu Linxing was indeed angry and annoyed.

Song Zhisheng saw that everyone was still sitting on the sofa and had not started eating, so she knew that they were waiting for her and Xiao Zhi.

"Sorry, we came down late. Do you want to eat now?"

Meng Changyao came back to his senses from his surprise and stood up on his own initiative.

"Now that everyone is here, of course we have to eat."

Meng Changyao and Song Zhisheng took the initiative to serve the rice.

The rest of the people lined up to get their meals.

Fu Linxing stood in the team, but his eyes would still drift over Song Zhisheng and Xiao Zhi from time to time.

Obviously, he has not yet let go of this matter. He is very stubborn and wants to find out whether the two people dressed like this intentionally or unintentionally.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Fu Linxing really wanted to know.

They each brought their food to the table and sat down to eat together.

Xiao Zhi and Song Zhisheng followed very closely, almost paying attention to the movements at all times.

As soon as Song Zhisheng chose his seat, he pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down calmly, as if he had done nothing.

Fu Linxing was one step short of the mark, and his face turned completely dark.

Even though I knew there was a camera filming me, I couldn't control myself.

The cold look on his body was something that the others couldn't ignore even if they wanted to.

Song Zhisheng finally noticed Fu Linxing's emotions.

She looked at the others calmly, and when she found that no one spoke, she kept her mouth shut.

When the atmosphere is tense and no one else is talking, it's better for her not to say anything either.

Anyway, no matter how bad Fu Linxing's mood is, it's not her fault, and it has nothing to do with her.

Song Zhisheng lowered his head and eyes, then drank a sip of soup calmly.

In an instant, Fu Linxing became even angrier.

He just stared at the bowl of soup in front of him without drinking it, as if he had some deep hatred for the bowl of soup.

Even Xiao Zhi felt that it was a bit too stimulating, but he really couldn't bring himself to explain and comfort his rival.

If I really say it out loud, I always feel like I'm shooting myself in the foot.

He was unwilling to say it, and Jiang Miaotong was even less likely to say it.

Among the remaining three people, one was not very smart and was drinking soup, while the other was taciturn and it was obvious that he would not say anything.

By the end, the only one who was able to speak up was Meng Changyao.

Meng Changyao was silent for a moment, then took the initiative to say something to Song Zhisheng to liven up the atmosphere.

"Zhisheng, you and Xiaozhi have similar dressing styles."

This is a very measured statement.

When Song Zhisheng heard this, he raised his head, smiled and nodded, with a sigh in his tone.

"Yeah, I ended up wearing the same type of clothes without realizing it, and even I was surprised."

"I can only say it's fate."

They came to record the show and each of them brought several sets of clothes.

It is indeed a great fate to suddenly find someone with the same hobbies, good personality, and similar clothing style among those you have had little contact with before.

After she finished speaking, Fu Linxing's expression instantly improved a lot.

Although he frowned slightly when he heard the word "fate" and there was still some displeasure in his eyes, his mood had generally returned to normal.