Murong Qing stood in front of the bar and listened quietly until the song ended.

"Miss, do you need something to drink?" asked the waiter.

"Oh, is there anything to eat?"

“Yes. This is the menu.”

"Will there be steak? Then come a guest steak, and there is also pasta? Another bowl of pasta. You also need a fruit plate and a bottle of red wine."

"How many ladies?"

"I'm the only one."

"So much? Can you finish eating?"

"What's your business?"

"Don't get me wrong, Miss, I just think that food is used to fill my stomach, so try not to waste it."

"I'll finish eating!"

"Okay, Miss."

"What's the name of the song just now?"

"That thing about first love."

"That thing about first love?"

"Yes, you haven't heard of it?"

"First heard."

"Then you must have just returned from abroad, right?"

"You know again?"

"No one in China doesn't know this song!"

“…”

When Murong Qing saw a staircase, he walked up the second floor.

There was a three-person band under the stairs and started playing another piece of music.

The stairs are made of wooden and the attic is made of wooden, with a special flavor.

When she went upstairs, she realized that it was not big, there were only three seats, and the seats on both sides were all seated, and only the one next to the window was still empty.

She walked over and was about to sit down when she found that there was a person hanging on the sofa, but his head was hanging low, and she didn't see him just now.

"Miss Murong?"

"Mr. Yang!"

Murong Qing couldn't be more surprised: "Why are you here?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I should ask you this sentence."

Murong Qing thought, yes, right, there is a beautiful building next to it, isn’t it normal for Yang Fei to spend here?

She tickled her hair and said, "Ah, I happened to pass by here, so I came in and took a look. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Sit down and talk." Yang Fei pointed to the sofa beside him.

Murong Qing said: "No, no, I'll leave."

"What? I'm afraid I'll eat you?"

"Ah? How is that possible? I'm just afraid of disturbing your tranquility."

"If I really want to be quiet, I wouldn't have come here. Let's sit down."

"Thanks."

Murong Qing sat down and saw that there was only one cup and a bottle of red wine that was about to come to an end in front of Yang Fei, and asked, "Are you alone?"

"yes."

"Why is there no one to accompany you?"

"Suddenly I want to be quiet."

"Didn't you say that if you want to be quiet, you won't come here?"

"If you don't go far away, this place can be considered a quiet place. What about you? Are you alone?"

"Um."

"Why are you here?"

"I'm running around!" Murong Qing smiled, "I'm about to ask you! I got into the taxi and told the driver that I wanted to shop, so he pulled me to your beautiful mall! How many benefits have you given them?"

"Haha, no. This is reputation!"

"Really?"

"Since you've visited my mall, what are your thoughts?"

"Yeah, it's very good."

"Truthful?"

"Let me be happy."

"I'm honored to be able to receive your praise."

At this time, Murong Qing sent all the things he ordered.

Yang Fei looked at the waiter putting the same food on the table and said, "I didn't order it! Did you give the wrong table?"

"Mr. Yang, it was ordered by this lady," said the waiter.

Yang Fei looked at Murong Qing.

Murong Qing said: "I ordered it. I forgot the time when I went shopping, missed the meal, and I haven't had dinner yet!"

Yang Fei nodded: "Then you eat it."

"I ordered a little more? This amount is a bit large!" Murong Qing burst out laughing, "Or how can you help me eliminate it?"

"Forget it, I just ate at the restaurant next door, and I'm still full now."

"Then I'll start."

"Please."

Yang Fei thought of the cup and took a sip of the wine.

Murong Qing was really hungry. One was very late, and the other was that she had been shopping in the street for a day today and was indeed tired.

After she finished her steak, she ate pasta, then ate half a fruit plate, and drank half a bottle of red wine during this period.

Seeing her finishing her meal, Yang Fei smiled and said, "You have a good appetite."

"Yes. I am heartless and have only the stomach left. If I don't treat it well, I'm sorry."

"Haha!" Yang Fei smiled.

"By the way, are you looking at that piece of land today?" Murong Qing burped a little and quickly reached out to cover his little mouth.

Yang Fei said: "Yes, you guessed it too?"

"Can you not guess it? You are still hiding it! Why? Do you distrust me?"

"Haha, no. I can trust you, but..."

"You just don't trust me. That's why you lied."

"Well, I can only say sorry for this. People are in the mall and they can't help it. Sometimes, I don't want to lie, but the situation is too urgent, which makes me have to lie."

"Are you men accustomed to lying?"

"Habit? Can't be said to be? At most, it can only be said to be a kind of subconsciousness."

"That's more terrible than habits! Are you lying to your wife, too?"

“Say it too.”

"real?"

"I've really told a lie."

"Can she forgive you?"

"She didn't know I was lying."

"If I were your wife, I would never accept your lies. I thought trust was the basis of communication."

"Haha, is that?" Yang Fei said disapprovingly, "If integrity can really win the world, why are the honest people who suffer? Looking at ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, who is a good person, who is an honest person?"

Murong Qing thought about it but couldn't answer.

"Honest and trustworthy." Yang Fei said, "This is the best brainwashing water for smart people to come up with and control others!"
To be continued...