Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

Fortunately, this is a member-only private club, there are not many visitors, the restaurant environment is quiet, and deliberately creates a half-light and semi-dark sense of privacy, a large bunch of lilies or green bamboos are placed every two steps, The figures in the shadows are dim, and it's hard to see people if you don't look for them.

"There shouldn't be a reporter coming." Gu Wanwan murmured and looked around for a week, feeling relieved, "Hey, Xiaoqing, it seems that the vase next to us is missing a bouquet of flowers." If it wasn't for their table and Jiangling's table The flowers in the vase in the room happened to be gone, and she couldn't see them either.

"Yeah!" Xiaoqing nodded, "I stuffed it in my bag, the petals are quite big, I can make a nest for the white lady later."

He held his arms and hid his face, thinking that he had to be the first to confess to the waiter at the checkout.

From her seat, she could only see Jiang Ling's back and Yu Yaocen's profile.

The little girl was taking small bites of food tenderly and meticulously, her manner was a little nervous, but there was a smile in her eyes that couldn't be concealed no matter how hard she tried, and she had a particularly delicate elegance when she raised her hand to tuck her black hair back.

The atmosphere between the two of them also seemed to be very good, talking and laughing, oops, Jiang Ling even brought some food for Xiao Yu, it seems that this kid has also learned how to coax girls.

What would it be like to have dinner with your idol?

Probably... the feeling of being with someone I have liked for a long time is the same, very happy, very nervous, anxious and afraid of saying the wrong thing, but expecting this "difficult" time to last infinitely...

"Hey, look, something happened to them." Wanwan was distracted when Xiaoqing suddenly touched her.

Gu Wanwan looked over, the two of them probably had almost finished eating, Jiang Ling turned his back to her, she couldn't see his face, but judging from Yu Yaocen's expression, it seemed that Jiang Ling said something, her face instantly paled, and the The chopsticks he was holding fell to the crystal table with a "click".

Jiang Ling's words were very short, and after he finished speaking, he saw Yu Yaocen's appearance and didn't express anything. He just nodded, pulled the coat over the back of the chair, and left.

The girl with black hair and drooping shoulders seemed to be in a daze. Looking at the boy's receding back, she finally slowly lowered that face that looked extraordinarily pale and weak due to the loss of blood color. She didn't move for a long time. I saw her hand on the table slowly clenched back into a fist.

Could it be that the two had a fight?But it shouldn't be, it was fine just now, and Yu Yaocen is a little girl after all, and she likes Jiang Ling so much. Although Jiang Ling has a cold temper, he never takes the initiative to embarrass others, what's wrong?

Xiaoqing shook her head at Wanwan, indicating that she didn't know what happened.

"Shall we go over?" Wanwan looked at the thin girl who kept her head down, and began to worry, "Xiaoyu won't cry, right?"

Xiaoqing licked the chicken leg in her hand, feeling a little bit in a dilemma, "It's better not to go, if she really cried, we two strangers would be embarrassed to go there. Why don't you call Jiangling, Ask him what exactly he said, it scares the little girl."

"No," Wan Wan instinctively refused, "Jiangling will definitely not tell me, if he knows that the two of us watched him date Xiaoyu, he can think that we are following him here on purpose, you know that Jiangling hates paparazzi the most team."

Since the two of them had nothing to do, the soft girl with black hair and white skirt lay on the table and there was no movement for a long time, so Wanwan and Xiaoqing had no choice but to sit on the seats and listen to the soft background music of the restaurant changing one after another. song.