2688: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (206)

Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (206)

Wen Ke'er's gentle and harmless face turned towards Feng Yunan with a tinge of grievance in her eyes. 1

It was as if she was asking, "Brother Nan, am I really not important to you anymore?"

He took another look at Qiao Ruoxi, his heart filled with hatred.

She would never have thought that Feng Yunan would always keep Qiao Ruoxi by his side when he was meeting a client. And he was even his personal assistant?

Ha…

'What did that bitch do to confuse him?'

No matter when or where, Feng Yunan would never hurt Wen Ke'er.

It could only be said that Mu Yunli was very powerful. He had instantly grasped his weakness.

He sat back down and said coldly, "Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

"Why don't we talk while we eat? I heard that Mr. Feng bought over Tiffany with a lot of money. Since Mr. Feng is the host, so he has to treat us to a meal no matter what."

Mu Yunli smiled and leaned back in his chair. There was a hint of laziness and frivolity between his eyebrows.

How well-informed!

Since he had already said so much, Feng Yunan had no reason not to treat them. "No problem. Order whatever you want to eat. It's a rare request from Mr. Mu."

The two men seemed to be exchanging pleasantries on the surface, but in reality, they were secretly competing.

Mu Yunli picked up the menu and rubbed his smooth chin. "Oh, then I'll have to get a good feast from you."

After saying that, he handed the menu to Qiao Ruoxi. "Miss, what would you like to have?"

Qiao Ruoxi was not in the mood to eat and forced a smile. "Whatever, I'm not picky."

"Yes, I like not being picky."

Mu Yunli smiled and nodded. He then looked at Wen Ke'er. "What do you like to eat, Miss Wen?"

Wen Ke'er was usually very picky. She would always tell the waiter whether the steak was cooked or not.

But now, Qiao Ruoxi was one step ahead of her and said that she was not picky about food. On the other hand, Mu Yunli said that he wasn't picky about food.

Under such circumstances, Wen Keer could not be picky anymore. She could only agree with him. "I'm not picky either. Mr. Mu, please make the decision."

"If that's the case, then I'll order!"

Mu Yunli called the waiter over and started to order.

Soon, the waiters served the dishes. Tiffany's most famous signature dishes were all placed on the table.

The four of them ate in a weird atmosphere.

The two men began to cut the steak elegantly. Feng Yunan habitually placed the cut steak in front of Wen Ke'er.

Wen Ke'er was delighted when she saw the evenly cut meat. She subconsciously looked up at Qiao Ruoxi.

There was a hint of pride in her eyes, as if she was saying, "Do you see that, bitch? Brother Nan still loves me the most."

Qiao Ruoxi took in the whole scene. She didn't say anything and lowered her head to eat.

She was not very fond of meat and even the smell made her feel nauseous. Hence, she could only eat some light salad.

At this time, Mu Yunli placed the steak he had cut in front of Qiao Ruoxi and smiled. "Girl, this is for you. I specially cut it for you."

Qiao Ruoxi looked at the steak and then at Mu Yunli in surprise. 'He cut the steak for me?'

She didn't expect him to be so considerate.

"Thank you."

Qiao Ruoxi was a little touched. She didn't want to waste his good intentions. She picked up the meat with her fork and ate two pieces.

Feng Yunan and Wen Ke'er also looked over.

Feng Yunan squinted slightly. He was a little surprised that Mu Yunli would actually cut the steak for Qiao Ruoxi.

'But doesn't Qiao Ruoxi throw up whenever she sees steak?'

'Why can she eat it now?'

'Is she pretending?'

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