Jian Ye looked at Bai Qingling in disbelief.

He has been thinking about the relationship between Bai Qingling and Chu Junming these days.

But there has been no answer.

Bai Qingling didn't expect Wen Qinghuan to say such things, but they were sisters who grew up together.

Without too much explanation, she knew in her heart that Qing Huan could tell that she had no interest in Jian Ye.

He just deliberately made up a boyfriend for her.

Meeting Jian Ye's questioning eyes, Qing Ling smiled and gave Qing Huan a look, and tried to cover up her fake explanation, "Don't listen to Qing Huan's nonsense, I'm not a foodie."

Jian Ye looked at Qing Ling's smiling face and remembered that Chu Junming gave her a red envelope during dinner that day.

A hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, and the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time was, "Qingling, is this Young Master Chu?"

Qing Ling was stunned.

The smile on his face froze slightly.

Before she could deny it, she heard Qing Huan's slightly confused voice briskly saying, "Jian Ye, do you still know Chu Junming?"

Jian Ye twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled, "I know you. Young Master Chu and Young Master Feng are both our customers."

Qing Huan only knew that Feng Yize was renovating the house, but she didn't know that the designer was Jian Ye.

"Go in first, it's weird standing at this door."

Jian Ye made a gentlemanly gesture towards them.

A few minutes later.

The three of them sat down in the private room.

Jian Ye said that Qing Ling invited them last time, and this time he wanted to invite them both.

Qing Huan and Qing Ling agreed with dignity.

After ordering, the message came in on the mobile phone.

Qing Huan clicked on WeChat and saw a message from Feng Yize.

Daily greetings, [Qinghuan, have you eaten? 】

Qing Huan raised her eyes and glanced at Jian Ye, who was ordering and asking Qing Ling what she wanted to eat, and Qing Ling, who was careless and not interested in anything.

She moved her phone slightly, took a photo of the two of them and sent it.

[I’m ordering, have you eaten? 】

In less than a minute, Feng Yize's video invitation was sent.

Qing Huan's eyebrows jumped.

Seeing Qing Ling and Jian Ye looking at her, she smiled and explained, "Feng Yize."

Qing Ling's eyes flashed and she said jokingly, "Why don't you go outside to pick her up."

"don't want."

Qing Huan was still hesitant at first, but now she directly pressed answer.

Moreover, before she changed the camera, it was towards Qing Ling and Jian Ye.

a long distance away.

Feng Yize is not alone.

He was with Chu Junming, and they were also waiting for the food to be served.

When Feng Yize saw Qing Ling and Jian Ye in the camera, he instinctively turned his phone towards Chu Junming, "Third brother?"

Chu Junming is sending a message or something.

He didn't know about the video between Feng Yize and Qing Huan. He just saw the photo posted by Qing Huan and didn't tell him, so he secretly posted the video.

Now I heard him calling me.

Chu Junming looked up.

At a glance, he saw Jian Ye and Bai Qingling in the video.

The next second, Qing Huan switched the camera and he looked away.

Feng Yize was also looking at the screen of his phone. When he saw Qing Huan, he turned his phone back.

Chu Junming lowered his head and clicked on WeChat.

In Yipinxuan, Qing Huan only saw Chu Junming once, and Feng Yize was the only one left in the camera.

He chatted with her in question-and-answer mode.

The door of the private room was pushed open from the outside. Qing Huan turned around and saw Ye Zhan and Mo Mo.

"I just heard that you were here, so I dragged Ye Zhan over."

In fact, it was Ye Zhan who held Mo Mo's hand and showed off his affection.

Jian Ye stood up and greeted Ye Zhan.

After saying a few polite words, Ye Zhan pulled out a chair for Mo Mo and asked her to sit down.

"Sister Momo, are it just the two of you?"

After Qing Ling finished speaking, Ye Zhan heard Feng Yize's voice coming from somewhere, "Brother."

He looked at Qing Huan's cell phone.

Qing Huan also heard the voice and remembered that she and Feng Yize were on video just now.

When she saw Ye Zhan and Mo Mo coming in, she only focused on talking to them and forgot about Feng Yize.

"Qing Huan, is Yize talking on your mobile phone?"

Ye Zhan asked with a smile.

Qing Huan nodded and let Feng Yize out, "Cousin-in-law, let's talk."

Next to him, Momo replied to Qing Ling, "Yes, it's just me and Ye Zhan. As soon as we came in, we heard that you two were here, so we came here."

"It's just the two of you, shouldn't you be living in a world of two?" Qing Ling clicked her tongue twice, "Did you come here on purpose to feed us dog food?"

Momo raised his eyebrows, "If you want to eat?"

Qing Ling smiled, "Who wants to eat dog food? I want to eat chicken feet. It doesn't matter now that my mother is gone. No one will make spicy chicken feet for me."

"How easy, order takeout."

Momo's words made Qing Ling curl her lips, "Takeaway food doesn't taste like mom or home. Now I'm a pathetic person that no one wants."

"Qingling, do you like spicy chicken feet?"

Jian Ye, who had been quiet for a long time, interrupted with a smile.

Qing Ling glanced at him, then smiled and nodded, then turned her eyes to Momo.

"Sister Momo, aren't you a good cook? Why don't you make me a table of chicken feet one day to make up for the fact that you didn't take me to play last time..."

"Momo is not in good health and is not suitable for cooking."

Next to him, someone who was obviously talking to Feng Yize suddenly answered the conversation.

Qing Ling screamed, "Sister Momo, you are someone you can't mess with now."

"If you want to eat chicken feet, you don't need Momo to cook. Just tell us a time."

"you do?"

Qing Ling tilted her head slightly and looked at Ye Zhan.

Ye Zhan curled his lips, "I don't want you to do anything anyway, tell me, when will you eat?"

Qing Ling rolled her eyes and said, "Let's go to next weekend. You usually have to go to work, but we are busy during this period. We want a table of chicken feet then."

"no problem."

Ye Zhan raised his eyebrows and agreed readily.

Qing Ling finally felt a little better. Beside her, Jian Ye quietly said a few words to the waiter.

Ye Zhan ended the video call without saying a few words to Feng Yize.

When the dishes were served, Jian Ye put the spicy chicken feet into Qing Ling's bowl.

While greeting her affectionately, "Qingling, don't you like spicy chicken feet..."

"that."

Bai Qingling bit her lower lip and frowned to interrupt Jian Ye.

Jian Ye smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Qing Ling seems to be unable to eat spicy food these two days."

Momo looked at Qing Ling and explained to Jian Ye gently and helpfully.

The affectionate smile on Jian Ye's face turned into embarrassment and apology, "I'm sorry Qing Ling, I didn't know you can't eat spicy food."

He didn't know Bai Qingling's preferences.

When ordering just now, Qing Ling and Qing Huan didn't order spicy food. Later, they heard Qing Ling say that she likes spicy chicken feet.

He quickly asked the waiter to fill it up.

Unexpectedly, Qingling couldn't eat spicy food.

Qing Ling smiled nonchalantly and said, "I'm sorry, just finish it. It's just that I can't eat it. I feel so sad."

If my aunt hadn't come to visit today, how could she have let go of this plate of spicy chicken feet.

After Ye Zhan sent the editor's information to Chu Junming, he put down his phone and picked up chopsticks to pick up food for Momo. "Hey, there's nothing delicious about chicken feet. Don't look there."

[Update early today to see how many people are still awake.

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