The French restaurant is located in the city, with a large courtyard and excellent privacy. Their seats are on the second floor, with semi-partitioned seats. Even though it is November in Haicheng, the courtyard outside the window is still lush with vegetation, and the branches and leaves of the camphor trees emit a fresh light under the neon lights.
Wen Qiao walked up the stairs, step by step, to the second floor. When he appeared in front of Lin Lang, it was visibly visible that Queen Lin's face suddenly darkened.
"You're following me? What's the difference between you and a stalker? Be careful or I'll send you a lawyer's letter."
Du Weiyang suddenly became nervous: "Sister, it was... I asked Sister Wen to come over."
"Sister Wen?" Lin Lang's eyes flashed coldly and he was on high alert.
Du Weiyang held her hand and said, "Yes, Sister Wen is treating our boy Boyan. She can cure Boyan's asthma. Sister Wen happens to be a fan of yours, so I arranged this dinner so that she can meet you."
Lin Lang's face turned pale: "Then why didn't you tell me there was someone else?"
If she knew Wen Qiao would come, she would never have come.
Du Weiyang said coquettishly: "Oh, I want to give you a surprise. She is Nanqiao's boss. Maybe you can cooperate with her."
Wen Qiao sat down and smiled: "Wei Yang is right, I just admire Lin's acting skills."
Lin Lang had a strange expression on his face. He couldn't get angry in front of Du Weiyang. He looked at Wen Qiao with complicated eyes and said, "Then eat quickly. I have something else to do after you finish eating."
Wen Qiao: “Okay.”
The three of them sat facing each other in a very subtle atmosphere. The waiter served steak and red wine and quickly left.
While cutting steak, Wen Qiao asked casually, "Queen Lin's acting skills have really improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years."
Lin Lang's hand that was cutting the steak paused slightly, but he remained silent.
Wen Qiao added: "I don't know if you have found some famous teacher to guide you or something."
Lin Lang raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly: "Why? Do you have any questions? Can't an actor improve her acting skills? Can't she get smart?"
Wen Qiao smiled faintly: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."
Lin Lang's attitude was obviously a little impatient. Du Weiyang was a little embarrassed being caught in the middle. She whispered, "Sister, please give me some face and stop being so sullen. Our family likes Sister Wen very much."
Lin Lang looked at Wen Qiao suspiciously.
Wen Qiao was not very radical, he just observed Lin Lang casually.
She discovered one thing, that Lin Lang seemed to have changed from left-handed to right-handed, because she would subconsciously use her left hand to pick up things, and then switch to her right hand. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell anything.
But Wen Qiao has always been observant and caught this subtle difference in an instant.
At the dinner table, she mainly talked about some gossip, which did not make Lin Lang feel oppressed or uncomfortable.
When the dinner was over, Lin Lang couldn't wait to pull Du Weiyang out. Du Weiyang whispered, "Sister, why are you in such a hurry?"
She turned around and nodded to Wen Qiao to express her apology. Wen Qiao smiled and waved to her.
Du Weiyang was pulled into the car by Lin Lang: "This Wen Qiao has bad intentions."
Du Weiyang was a little unhappy: "Sister, what are you talking about?"
Lin Lang looked gloomy: "She asked me to donate blood to her before, and she wanted 600 milliliters."
Du Weiyang was a little confused: "When?"
"When did she treat Boyan?"
"Just two weeks ago."
(End of this chapter)