Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

The restaurant manager looked in the direction Fu Chengli was pointing.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, there was a tall, handsome man in black.

The manager was shocked: Holy crap, isn't this the young master of the Lu family?

Mr. Fu wants me to get rid of Young Master Lu?

This... isn't this just making things difficult for him?!

If he really drives Lu Qiyao away, he'll be fired by his boss tomorrow and will be packing his bags. The day after tomorrow, he won't be able to survive in the catering industry in Beicheng.

The manager smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Fu, please don't worry, Mr. Lu is probably just hungry. I'll arrange something for him right away..."

Before the manager could finish speaking, Lu Qiyao barged in on his own.

Well, now there's no way to get rid of them.

An Ying covered her face: Why is Lu Qiyao like a vengeful ghost that won't go away?

Today she went to the Fu residence, and he suddenly appeared; then she went to the restaurant, and he suddenly appeared again.

What exactly does he mean?

Is Lu Qiyao stalking her?

Thinking of this, An Ying shook her head helplessly.

Lu Qiyao walked to the table, adopting a condescending posture, and asked in a deep voice, "An Ying, what are you doing?"

An Ying turned her face away, looked out the window, and sighed, "I was eating, but now I have no appetite."

Lu Qiyao gritted his teeth: "Don't change the subject, you know that's not what I'm asking!"

His eyes were fixed on An Ying: "What's your relationship?"

What is her relationship with Fu Chengli?

They are nominally cousins.

They will soon be in a boss-employee relationship.

It's also a relationship of clinging to someone's coattails and being clung to.

But no matter what kind of relationship it is, it has nothing to do with Lu Qiyao.

When the two were still dating, Lu Qiyao always intentionally or unintentionally instilled in An Ying the idea of ​​staying away from Fu Chengli. Fortunately, An Ying listened to him at that time and kept her distance from the Fu family.

Now that they've broken up, he wouldn't be so naive as to think he can still control her like before, would he?

An Ying turned her head, her fair face gentle and pure.

Her voice, however, was extremely cold.

"none of your business?"

Lu Qiyao was taken aback.

An Ying calmly took a sip of her drink, pursed her lips, and continued, "But you, why do you always follow me around? Is President Lu very free?"

Lu Qiyao frowned and said in a deep voice, "I didn't know I would run into you here, but..."

His gaze swept to the other side: "It seems like President Fu has quite a bit of free time."

People in the industry all know that although the eldest son of the Fu family frequents the world of fame and fortune, he only talks about work.

Trying to ask him out outside of work hours, using a reason outside of work, is harder than climbing to heaven.

Now he has the leisure to dine with women in such a high-end and elegant restaurant.

No one would believe it if I told them.

A silence fell over the room.

Fu Chengli remained silent.

His face remained expressionless, showing no intention of responding to Lu Qiyao's provocation.

He propped his cheek up with one hand and held a fork in the other, lazily rummaging through the caviar on his plate.

A good meal.

I have completely lost my appetite.

Looks like we'll need to get a VIP room from now on.

This "disregard" only made Lu Qiyao even more furious.

This conversation nearly scared the restaurant manager to death: Why is Young Master Lu speaking with such a sarcastic tone? Are these two gentlemen up to something?!

The manager immediately reassured him, "Mr. Lu, if you wish to have a meal, I can arrange it for you right away, but you cannot disturb our guests' normal dining."

"Mr. Fu, please don't be angry. We'll treat you to this meal on the house. Tomorrow I will apologize to Mr. Li for my poor service..."

The manager carefully appeased both sides, then glanced at the woman sitting opposite Fu Chengli.

I don't know him, and he doesn't look familiar.

He had worked at this restaurant for so many years, and this was the first time he had ever seen President Fu bring a woman.

The girl looked bright and charming as she sipped her juice with her head down, her long, soft hair cascading over her shoulders.

The two were chatting animatedly during the meal...

The manager slapped his forehead and instantly understood.

He immediately leaned down and said with a fawning smile, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry to have disturbed your meal. I'll arrange for the kitchen to send a dessert to your girlfriend right away."

After saying that, the manager immediately turned around and whispered some instructions to the waiter behind him.

An Ying almost choked on her juice.

Lu Qiyao could no longer contain himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "An Ying, haven't you gone too far! Do you think he's a good person?! You'll regret this!"

An Ying finally stopped coughing and was about to explain when Fu Chengli, who had been silent for a while, suddenly interrupted her.

Fu Chengli slightly raised his chin, a disdainful smile curving his lips, his voice cold and sharp as he sneered:

"Are you jealous?"