CHAPTER 464: CHAPTER 462: HAS HER BEAUTY VALUE DECREASED?

"Eh?" Wen Qiao removed her mask and asked in surprise, "Shen Zai, what are you doing here?"

"I joined the crew today, I’m also in the film city, haven’t had the chance to tell you." Shen Zai explained, "Just now my assistant went out to buy something and bumped into Xiao Fan, who then invited us to have a meal."

Wen Qiao nodded, "Oh, I see."

Shi Koufan asked, "What are we going to eat?"

Wen Qiao and Shen Zai glanced at each other and asked in unison, "Wasn’t it you who said you were treating us to a meal?"

Shi Koufan scratched his head awkwardly, "I haven’t come around here much, don’t know where’s good to eat, thought you’ve been here longer, definitely more familiar."

Wen Qiao suddenly realized something, "No wonder you said you were picking me up, so you wanted me to lead the way."

Shi Koufan: "....it’s not exactly like that."

Shen Zai patted his deflated stomach, saying, "You should have said so earlier, I’ve been stuck on set all the time, if there’s anything to eat around here, no one knows better than me."

Shi Koufan looked at him, "So what are we going to eat?"

Shen Zai waved grandly, "Follow my lead, I’ll take you guys to someplace good."

Twenty minutes later, Wen Qiao looked at the familiar sign and the familiar surroundings, her eyes twitching uncontrollably.

Wen Qiao had just taken the first step to forget her last relationship, only to have the familiar environment drag her back.

Shi Koufan noticed something off, asked, "What’s wrong? You’re not happy with the place Shen Zai chose?"

Shen Zaiye turned around to look at her.

Wen Qiao gathered her jumbled thoughts and quickly shook her head, "No, it’s just this place looks a bit upscale, worried about the capacity of your wallet."

"Rest assured, I can still afford a meal."

"Alright then, I won’t be polite."

Wen Qiao lifted her leg to climb the steps, her shoulder suddenly bumped hard by someone, and she lurched forward.

Shi Koufan, walking slightly ahead of her, heard the noise and quickly turned to support her.

The person who ran past stopped, turned around, and bowed repeatedly to Wen Qiao, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it was not on purpose, I was just in a hurry, are you okay?"

Probably an employee of the restaurant, Wen Qiao did not trouble them further, shaking her head, "I’m fine."

"Really okay?"

"Yeah, go ahead, you’ll be late to work."

The person hesitated briefly then bowed again, "I’m really very sorry."

After speaking, she rushed into the restaurant.

Along the way to the private room, Wen Qiao was worried someone might recognize her, after all, she was here last time with Fu Jinghen, but until all the dishes were served, no server seemed to recognize her.

Wen Qiao relaxed but then started to doubt herself.

Had her beauty value decreased?

Otherwise, how come none of these servers left a deep impression?

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Jiang City, Lake Heart Villa.

Qi Ming, inexplicably deleted by his little uncle as a friend, was devastated, directly used his mother’s phone to command Fu Jinghen, under the guise of her authority, to come home for dinner and even set a time for him to arrive.

At exactly eight o’clock, Fu Jinghen’s private car, an understated yet expensive black Bentley, parked in front of the villa.

Shortly after, a man’s figure appeared in the living room.

Qi Ming, like he and Fu Qiang had been that afternoon, was curled up on the sofa playing games, and upon hearing footsteps, looked up, saw it was Fu Jinghen returning, quickly sprung up from the sofa, tossing his phone aside, and complained, "Little uncle, why did you delete me as a friend?"