Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Hearing Mr. Mi's words, what does he think of her as Zhang Ling?

These words should be put aside in the past, who dared to say that to her, even if she didn't give the other party two big slaps, she would have to slap the other party with two sentences to relieve her anger.

You want to have a meal with your loved ones, that's fine.

But she, Zhang Ling, is not the kind of casual woman, as long as she hears someone profess her love and invites her to dinner, she must happily accept it?

impossible!
There are indeed many women in this world who can't move their legs after seeing the meal.

But she Zhang Ling is definitely not one of them.

As a woman, hearing that there is a man who expresses his love for her, I am still very happy in my heart.

It was just a thought that she was personally escorted by the general manager of the group.

No matter how high-end and elegant the dinner in front of you is?
She just couldn't get much interest in eating.

I just wanted to find a reason to slip away as soon as possible.

Of course, the above are all emotions that she should have under normal conditions.

But today is very strange!

Mr. Mi's sad tone combined with a non-aggressive posture made her feel angry, but it would be extinguished in an instant.

Zhang Ling also seemed to be distracted by Mr. Mi's emotions, and said in a sad tone:

"It's okay. If it's just a simple meal, President Mi won't say anything. Let's eat first."

"Yeah!" Mr. Mi smiled and nodded like an obedient child.

When Zhang Ling cut a piece of beef and fed it to her mouth to chew, maybe her body was replenished with energy, which made her brain excited by sadness.

She planned to escape from Mr. Mi quickly on the grounds that she had urgent business to deal with when the general manager of the group left.

So she didn't plan to sit down to eat at all.

But now, as if she was under a spell, she sat down and enjoyed the food with peace of mind.

This is not scientific!
It seems that, as Mr. Mi said, his appearance was kissed by a demon, so he has natural magic power.

Let her fall in love the moment she saw Mr. Mi's face.

That's why her emotions were affected by Mr. Mi's words and deeds.

Thinking of this, she put down the tableware in her hand, wiped her mouth gracefully with a napkin, looked up at President Mi in front of her and said with a smile:
"I'm full. That..."

Mr. Mi watched her stand up with a pair of melancholy eyes, and even though he didn't speak, he dispelled her idea of ​​finding a reason to leave.

He went on to say:
"Hey, I think someone will never have the chance to have a good lunch with the one you love after all. If you want to go, then go, I will never stop you."

"No, no!" Zhang Ling's heart softened after hearing this, so she sat back on the chair and explained, "Don't get me wrong, my legs and feet were numb for some reason just now. I just stood up and moved around. It seems to be much better. You continue, I will accompany you."

"Thank you!" Mr. Mi's eyes were full of gratitude.

She might really be under the spell of Mr. Mi.

Although there is a voice deep in her heart that has been shouting for her to leave quickly.

This curse invisibly made Zhang Ling feel that Mi Zong was a pitiful and inferior person.

Or it inspired her natural motherhood as a woman, making her want to stay and continue to be with Mr. Mi.

People, sometimes there are such internal and external contradictions.

The thoughts in my heart are extremely uncoordinated with the actual body movements.

Fortunately, Mr. Mi did not cross the line during the next meal.

It's almost the end of a meal here.

Zhang Ling did not forget the mission of being escorted here by the general manager of the group.

"Mr. Mi, you see that the meal is almost finished. I want to ask..."

Mr. Mi picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his mouth. A distressed smile appeared on his sad face and said, "It's not urgent."

Not urgent?She also felt that it was not urgent.

If it weren't for the group's general manager's repeated instructions, she would really not want to say this.

In her subconscious mind, she still prefers to cooperate with Zhihua Technology.

Thinking of this, she said patiently: "Then Mi always has more urgent matters to deal with? Well, since that's the case, I'll talk to President Mi about it another day."

As she spoke, she got up again, hung up her bag and said:
"I've already eaten. Thank you Mr. Mi for the lunch. I have something to lose first..."

Mr. Mi still had a sad expression, showing no signs of anxiety, and interrupted Zhang Ling's words with a long sigh.

Zhang Ling was influenced by this sad atmosphere and said:
"Mr. Mi, what's wrong with you?"

"The heroine of this important thing I did is gone. How do you tell me to finish this important thing?"

Zhang Ling was a little surprised and said:

"Mr. Mi, the important things you do are related to me?"

"Yes!" Mr. Mi saw that Zhang Ling was interested, "If possible, can you give me a few more minutes?"

The melancholy atmosphere was nothing short of the plague.

Zhang Ling really resisted in her heart and wanted to leave, but her body just couldn't control her, so she sat down again according to Mr. Mi's wishes.

"Okay, tell me." Zhang Ling also said with a bit of sadness.

Mr. Mi looked at the piano player and gave a gesture, and the background music instantly changed to "In My Life" (in my life).

Beautiful melodies, quiet and comfortable music have the effect of soothing your soul.

At this time, Zhang Ling's resisting heart was gradually immersed in the atmosphere created by the music.

I have to say that Zhang Ling still admires Mr. Mi's choice of background music.

Because this is a piece of piano music that touches the senses of the soul from the bottom of my heart.

Kevin Kern Kevin Kern's eyes are almost blind, but his music is surprisingly clear...

It has something in common with Mr. Mi's appearance that was kissed by the devil.

Obviously, this is a different kind of spell of Mr. Mi.

Mr. Mi then gestured to the foreman not far away, and a waiter came towards them pushing the cake.

"Today is my birthday. I will take the liberty of taking the birthday cake as the last dessert of your meal. I hope you like it!"

Zhang Ling shook her head and said:

"Mr. Mi, happy birthday!"

After hearing this, Mr. Mi closed his eyes, put on a happy smile, and took a deep breath, as if he was tasting the taste of happiness in the current environment.

Looking at Mr. Mi's appearance, Zhang Ling smiled sincerely.

At this point, she began to look forward to the taste of the birthday cake.

Reminded by the waiter, Mr. Mi opened his sad eyes unsatisfactorily, stood up with a body exuding endless sadness, took the knife handed by the waiter, and seemed to be very serious in choosing to cut a piece of the most delicious cake.

He ended up choosing a cake topped with red strawberries.

Just because Zhang Ling drank strawberry juice today, he decided that Zhang Ling loves strawberries.

He picked up the cake tray, put his hands in front of Zhang Ling, and said in a sad tone with a sense of joy:
"Cake, I hope it will suit your taste."

"Thank you, happy birthday!" Zhang Ling sent another blessing with a smile.

Zhang Ling took the cake but saw that Mr. Mi didn't cut a piece for herself and sat down again.

She asked curiously:
"Why don't you eat?"

Mr. Mi said with a happy smile on his face:
"I love watching my loved ones eat."

It felt like she didn't want to miss every detail of Zhang Ling eating the cake.

"Oh, okay." She smiled and accepted Mr. Mi's explanation.

Zhang Ling felt happy by Mr. Mi's operation.

After the first love Qi Diaozhe and Li Xiang, the happiness of being extremely concerned by others.

But what she didn't know was that there was a cake in her hand, and a delicate and luxurious diamond ring was hidden under the strawberry.

That was a gift Mr. Mi planned to give.

As for what is the purpose of this diamond ring?
Mr. Mi intends to explain based on Zhang Ling's specific reaction to seeing the diamond ring.

It can be a meeting gift between friends, or a gift to thank Zhang Ling for accompanying him on his birthday, or it can be used as an engagement ring to pursue Zhang Ling.

Mr. Mi watched expectantly as Zhang Ling started to eat the strawberries slowly from the edge of the cake.

It felt as exciting as standing at the door of the sedan chair to welcome the bride.

When he watched her eat the strawberries, and the next spoonful penetrated three millimeters into the cake, Mr. Mi's heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of his throat.

He carefully observed her expression when she saw the ring.

Fortunately, through the interpretation of her subtle expressions, she decided to give the attribute of the ring.

If she sees it with a calm expression and refuses without reservation, he will say that it is a thank-you gift for her to spend his birthday with him;
If she was pleasantly surprised when she saw it, and then showed even a hint of liking, and then strongly expressed her rejection, he would say that since they can't be lovers, it's a meeting gift for friends;
If she was pleasantly surprised when she saw it, and then showed great love, and even had the urge to wear it on her hand, he would hold a marriage proposal ceremony logically.

Suddenly, Zhang Ling's cell phone rang in a hurry, breaking all the planned preparations of Mr. Mi.

Zhang Ling put a spoon that penetrated 5 mm deep into the cake and put it on the plate.

She said with a bit of shame:
"Sorry, I have a call."

Mr. Mi's sad face showed a bit of loss and complaints, thinking, can I refuse to let you answer the phone?
But in order to maintain the image of the newly established character, he can only continue to say obsessively and with a touch of sadness: "Okay. I'll wait for you. After answering the phone, continue to watch you eat."

These words sounded a bit like a relationship between lovers.

When Zhang Ling heard it, she smiled coyly and foolishly like a demon.

When the phone was connected, there was a voice that didn't fit the current scene, which made Zhang Ling wake up instantly.

"Zhang Ling, come and help me! Help me. Ah..." Yan Yuan's voice gave the impression that something serious happened to his parents.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ling asked nervously.

Yan Yuan continued to cry and said:
"Don't ask, I'm in the hospital, it's a matter of life and death, and it's also related to you. You should hurry up! Woo..."

Zhang Ling was even more nervous and puzzled and said:
"Okay, tell me which hospital it is, and I'll come right away."

She remembered that Yan Yuan mentioned yesterday that she was unwell and that she was going to the hospital for a full-body examination.

It is guessed that this girl Yan Yuan has done a lot of things to deceive men's feelings on weekdays.

It must have been punished.

So Yan Yuan anxiously asked her to go over and tell her last words.

While talking, she forgot about Mr. Mi who was sitting opposite, got up and left the dining table with her bag in hand.

Mr. Mi said with some doubts in sadness:
"Zhang Ling, where are you going?"

She stopped and looked back at Mr. Mi and said:

"I'm sorry Mr. Mi, a sister was hospitalized in an accident. I have to go and see."

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Mi glanced at Zhang Ling's unfinished cake and said.

Zhang Ling turned around again and noticed Mr. Mi's behavior and said:

"Mr. Mi, thank you for your lunch. Finally, I wish you a happy birthday!"

Mr. Mi wanted to speak out to persuade him to stay, but it was too late.

He could only look at Zhang Ling's back in a hurry and the diamond ring that Zhang Ling hadn't found yet.

Could it be that he and Zhang Ling are destined to miss each other?
Mr. Mi was obviously not reconciled, he pinched the cow-stained ring with his bare hands and looked at it, with an evil arc on the corner of his mouth.

He fed the ring into his mouth and lick|licked it like candy.

A male waiter in the distance felt a little sick when he saw Mr. Mi's scene.

"No, we still have a chance." Mr. Mi said to himself.

It felt as if he had fully grasped Zhang Ling's fate.

Zhang Ling rushed to the ward Yan Yuan mentioned.

It's just that there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity as soon as you walk in.

When he saw Yan Yuan lying on the hospital bed where Chen Jian used to lie, he looked at the ceiling of the ward with a dejected expression and muttered to himself.

Her heart ached as if it had been gouged out by a knife, and her feet took on a lot of weight in an instant, and she walked towards Yan Yuan with difficulty.

She silently pleaded to heaven in her heart, although Yan Yuan looked like a playboy on the surface.

In fact, Yan Yuan has never been a scumbag as a serious and honest man.

So Yan Yuan's scum can be said to have done justice for the heavens.

She said that she only asked God to let Yan Yuan survive this time.

"Zhang Ling, you're here." Yan Yuan looked back at Zhang Ling when she heard Zhang Ling's footsteps and said.

From Yan Yuan's tone, she could hear the feeling of lovelessness.

"Tell me, Yan Yuan, don't scare me, what's wrong with you?" Zhang said with a hint of sadness.

She may not have completely come out of Mr. Mi's sad atmosphere.

When Zhang Ling was standing in front of the hospital bed, Yan Yuan got up suddenly, hugged her and cried bitterly.

It felt as if she, Zhang Ling, was the person Yan Yuan missed most in his life.

So Yan Yuan wanted to express his nostalgia for Zhang Ling to his heart's content.

When Yan Yuan's crying became quieter, she asked:

"Tell you what disease you have? No, I will help you contact the best specialist to treat you."

Yan Yuan left Zhang Ling's arms with some doubts, and just when he was about to say something, a man came by the door of the ward, he apologized in a daze and said:

"Sorry, sorry, I went to the wrong place."

But the man just took two steps back, took a closer look at the ward information board, and walked in again with a puzzled look on his face and asked:

"No, you two ladies have gone to the wrong place. This is my ward."

Only then did Yan Yuan jump off the hospital bed, and apologized with shame on his face:
"Sorry, my friend lived here before. So he was discharged from the hospital!"

The man readily accepted Yan Yuan's explanation.

Zhang Lingcai suddenly remembered that this ward was once lived in by Chen Jian.

The two of them walked out of the ward quickly, and Yan Yuan felt a chill enveloping his whole body.

"That Zhang Ling, this can be explained, you listen to me first."

"Say!"

Yan Yuan said with a face of shame:
"The thing is like this. Before, you helped me choose a gift for Chen Jian."

"Well, what's next?"

"What about me? Holding the gift of apology, I didn't have the courage to enter the hospital several times in a row. But today I finally mustered up the courage to enter the ward, only to know that kid Chen Jian has been discharged from the hospital."

"The injury is almost healed, and it's normal to be discharged from the hospital. What does this have to do with you lying about being ill? You said it!" Zhang Ling gritted her teeth with hatred.

"I didn't lie about saying that I was in a state of illness! Zhang Ling, you misunderstood me. What I said at the time was that there are important matters related to your life and death." Yan Yuan's slave quibbled.

"Indeed!" Zhang Ling said after recalling.

She was a little shaken and felt that she had really misunderstood it?

Yan Yuan continued to explain:
"If I can't send this apology gift, the relationship between you and Li Xiang will definitely go bad because of that bastard Chen Jian."

"Oh." Listening to Yan Yuan's explanation, she also thought of Chen Jian's related actions, and faintly felt that it made some sense.

Yan Yuan continued to quibble:
"Li Xiang is your lifelong happiness! So how you think about it is a matter of life and death. As your best sister, how can you ignore it?"

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