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Chapter 681

What was wrong? Are these two people together in a corner that he couldn't see?

When he thought of these scenes, he became irritated, but Meng Chuan continued to say: "Mr. Feng seems to really care about him. The two of them look very close and in love."

"You don't have to say this to me. If you really don't care, you won't come here in the rain at night. Only you know what you are thinking now."

Cheng Yuan wanted to go in after saying that, but the door opened at this time. Feng Ning had already changed into a home clothes. The furry collar made her face look as bright as jade, white and delicate. She looked around and asked in surprise: "Why are you two here? I just wanted to say that I didn't see you, and I thought you were out, and Meng Chuan, it's so late, are you having something important to come to me?"

"Mr. Feng...I, these are some pastries made by my mother. She asked me to bring them over to thank you. It would be not delicious overnight, so I..."

Meng Chuan held the box and lowered his head. Feng Ning noticed that his hands were red from the cold and there was not much blood on his face. He felt a little reluctant. He quickly took the box and said enthusiastically: "I've come here, come in and sit in. I happened to ask my aunt to cook a table of dishes. Come in and eat together. Lu Chen is also there. The four of us have a lively meal."

She pushed one with one hand, and Cheng Yuan and Meng Chuan stumbled towards the dining table. Almost all the dishes on the table were served. Lu Chen was sitting at the table playing with his cell phone. When he heard footsteps, he thought it was Feng Ning who was back. He just turned his head with a smile, but he met two pairs of bad eyes. Lu Chen's smile disappeared without a trace.

The three of them stared at each other, as if they were confronting each other with their eyes. No one allowed them to speak to each other. Feng Ning, who arrived later, did not feel the smell of gunpowder in the air. She asked Cheng Yuan and Meng Chuan to sit down on the side. She originally wanted them to sit together, but the three of them seemed to be willing to sit next to each other and sit at the three dots at the round table.

Feng Ning opened the box and found that it was a box of white jade rolls and a box of hibiscus rolls, which were specially made into petal styles. Different flowers represent different flavors and looked very delicate. Feng Ning sincerely exclaimed: "Meng Chuan, Auntie's craftsmanship is really great. When you go back, you must remember to thank her for me."

Meng Chuan, who was named, quickly looked up and said, "Okay... OK, as long as Mr. Feng likes it."

"Mr. Feng? Is he your employee?" Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth on Meng Chuan. Feng Ning was fiddling with pastries and replied without raising his head: "Yes, Meng Chuan from our company, the person next to us is also. His name is Cheng Yuan. The storefront of our company is here, how about it?"

Lu Chen smiled gently, and looked at Cheng Yuan's cold gaze without fear, and said lightly: "It's really pretty. You have always said that you like young boys. These two are indeed the type you will like, and you deserve to be artists."

Feng Ning stopped his hand awkwardly and quickly checked the faces of the two people. Meng Chuan lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. I wonder if it was her illusion. He always felt that Cheng Yuan was not in a good mood today, and he was even colder than usual, with a breath of being free from being close to others.

Only then did she realize that there were three men sitting in front of her, and she had a vague premonition that the meal might not be going well.

Feng Ning's hand trembled slightly. No matter how dull she was, she felt the depression of the surrounding environment. Fortunately, the aunt served the last dish, and she seemed to have found a savior to help the aunt arrange the food. The three of them were also helping her. She was sandwiched in the middle and felt at a loss.

The dining table is a round table. The three of them sat at three points respectively. Feng Ning's seat became special. She should have one person moved a little to make the four points evenly distributed, but no matter which two people they sat, it seemed that it was not very good.

Feng Ning stood in a little entangled manner. He thought these three people would say things that she would let her sit casually, but she was wrong. The three people looked serious as if they were waiting to see where she sat. No matter where she sat, they would separate the third person. The expressions of these three people seemed to want to be the third person.

Her original intention was to have a meal just now, and when she saw that these people were all there, she invited them to eat together. How could it become the current dilemma? Feng Ning fell into deep thought.

Just at this time, the aunt came over with ginger soup. Feng Ning remembered that Lu Chen might have had a little rain on his umbrella and didn't know if he would catch a cold. He quickly brought the ginger soup to him and said with concern: "Drink it quickly, otherwise it will be bad if you catch a cold. After drinking it, you will have to eat."
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