The hem of the skirt is decorated with flowers, and each flower center is inlaid with pearls. It is beautiful, sparkling, and extremely romantic.
It immediately hit Fang Xiaoru's girlish heart.
Fang Xiaoru almost screamed when she put on this skirt in the bathroom.
like!
She absolutely loved it!
She couldn't even wait to see Zhuo Wei's expression when he saw her wearing this dress in front of him.
Sure enough, she was not disappointed.
Zhuo Wei was more happy and excited than she expected after seeing her performance.
He even jumped up and pulled out a chair for her.
She had eaten with Zhuo Wei before, but Zhuo Wei didn't help her pull out a chair. Of course, Fang Xiaoru didn't care about this either. She was a big-hearted person who didn't care about anything.
As long as she likes him, even if the other person is a groundhog, she will love him without hesitation to the end.
Fang Xiaoru sat down, and Zhuo Wei immediately poured her red wine diligently, as if what just happened never happened.
"Wow, this red wine is expensive, isn't it? Zhuo Wei, does this meal cost a lot of money?"
Fang Xiaoru was happy at first, and then felt a little distressed. Although it was Zhuo Wei's money that was spent, Zhuo Wei was her boyfriend now, and she still couldn't bear to let her boyfriend spend too much money on her.
Just a little thought and it'll be fine.
"It's okay, it's not too expensive."
Zhuo Wei secretly wiped cold sweat. Although this wine cost four figures, it was nothing compared to the 1982 Lafite.
The waiter waited for a while and saw that Zhuo Wei never looked at him, so he understood.
He was already used to customers like this who liked to save face in front of beautiful women and liked to brag, but were short of money.
Seeing that the waiter stepped back gracefully without saying a single unnecessary word, Zhuo Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
While cutting steak for Fang Xiaoru, he kept explaining what he knew about Western food culture.
Fang Xiaoru is a foodie. She likes to eat, but she doesn't know much about culture. After hearing Zhuo Wei's eloquent words, she became even more impressed. She looked at him without blinking and exclaimed in exclamation from time to time.
"Really?"
"Ah, so that's it."
"Zhuo Wei, you know so much."
"Hey, how can you be so smart? If I were half as smart as you, no, if I were one-tenth as smart as you, my supervisor wouldn't think I'm stupid and can't speak."
Zhuo Wei couldn't be more satisfied.
Shen Ning finally understood why Zhuo Wei fell in love with Fang Xiaoru.
She really didn't know whether to scold this guy or hold Fang Xiaoru's ears to let her see clearly that she liked such a shallow and ignorant guy.
But seeing the obsessed look on Fang Xiaoru's face, she felt that if she told her true opinion now, she might not even be able to be friends.
She must say it, but she must find a suitable time to let her see clearly what kind of person Zhuo Wei is.
After the pink bubbles in Fang Xiaoru's eyes burst, she will see the real Zhuo Wei clearly.
He was by no means the knowledgeable, eloquent, gentle, considerate and understanding boyfriend she had imagined.
Those kind of boyfriends are all from other people’s families.
As soon as Fang Xiaoru came back, Zhuo Wei's attention seemed to be focused on her.
He cut her steak, laid out napkins for her, poured her wine, and took care of her thoughtfully and carefully.
Fang Xiaoru was so moved that she felt as beautiful as fermented honey wine and got drunk even without drinking it.