"Why don't we make friends? My name is Fang Hua and I work in the art troupe."
I heard people say that Fu Xueyao is easy to get along with.
With a little coaxing, there's definitely nothing wrong with making friends.
I just don’t know who she ran away with in her previous life. It would be easier if she could find out about this person.
She thought she had performed well, and Fu Xueyao would definitely not refuse.
Unexpectedly, Fu Xueyao said the next second: "I'm sorry, I only be friends with normal people."
She must have agreed because she was sick. Needless to say, everyone knew that Fang Hua didn't have good intentions.
But Fang Hua, this name sounds quite familiar.
But Fu Xueyao thought about it for a few seconds and didn't remember it. After all, the last time Lu Xingzhou mentioned it, she didn't take it to heart.
Hearing Fu Xueyao's answer, the smile on Fang Hua's face suddenly froze.
What is abnormal? She is not sick.
Fang Hua stood up quickly and was about to curse, but accidentally knocked over a plate with her hand. The porcelain plate made a crisp impact as soon as it fell to the ground.
It attracted the surrounding guests to look over frequently.
Seeing the looks in their eyes, Fang Hua felt like a monkey being watched.
She couldn't help but think of her tragic experience in her previous life.
At that time, when she was abandoned, her attempt to stay seemed like a joke. The neighbors looked at her with sympathy and pity, but she only felt embarrassed.
The same is true now.
If Fu Xueyao knew what she was thinking, he would have complained: "Don't be too narcissistic."
They really didn't pay too much attention. At most, they just took a few curious glances when they heard the sound.
Fu Xueyao glanced at it and said, "It's thirty cents for a plate. Don't default on your bill."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
After this incident, Fu Xueyao didn't pay much attention to it. Whether Fang Hua was reborn or not, it had nothing to do with her.
As long as you don't hang around in front of her and don't disturb her life, it's fine.
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Fu Xueyao stared at the two people in front of her who were behaving strangely, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you together?"
Not to mention that this was the first time she had seen such a serious Meng He, she was still a little unaccustomed to it.
Meng He came back from his mission and heard what she said, so he made an appointment with Jiang Wen the next day.
She didn't know much about what happened after that. Occasionally Jiang Wen would ask her some questions.
Not even a month later, the two of them were together.
The speed was quite fast, and she thought the two of them must run a marathon. After all, Jiang Wen's personality was slow to warm up. Although Meng He's character is free and lively, he is the one chasing people after all.
Meng He couldn't suppress the joy on his lips: "Sister-in-law, I have to thank you more."
Sure enough, asking my sister-in-law to introduce a partner for the first time was the most correct choice.
Although it was said that he was the one he fell in love with first, he didn't know how long it would take without his sister-in-law's help.
Jiang Wen tugged on Meng He's clothes in embarrassment.
Fu Xueyao continued to ask: "When did it happen?"
As she expected, it must have happened in the past two days. Neither of them can hide things.
It's very obvious when you fall in love.
Meng He: "Last night."
Fu Xueyao thought: It is indeed so.
She complained: "You pried away the store manager I just hired."
Meng He said shamelessly: "I still have to thank my sister-in-law more."
There's no such thing as too many good words, he already has a partner anyway.
Jiang Wen assured: "Don't worry, Ayao, it's still very important to work in my heart."
