Chapter 100 (1/2)
When he got home, Joan ran began to pack up. The servant asked for help.
”No, there aren't many things. I'll do it myself.”
”Madam, are you going away?”
Qiao Anran said ”well” and said, ”I'm going on a business trip tomorrow.”
It's already more than seven o'clock. Fu Siming hasn't come back yet. He thinks he's probably entangled in the company today
Do you want to eat the last dinner by yourself before you leave? Think about it, she really feels a little lost.
”Did Fu Siming call back? Will he come back for dinner tonight? ” Qiao Anran couldn't help asking.
The servant shook his head. ”I haven't received a call from my husband yet. I'm probably coming back.”
As soon as the voice fell, Joan ran heard something. Did he come back.
She hurried downstairs to the door and saw Fu Siming get out of the car. The driver Xiao Wu gave him the car key and left.
He didn't lock his car. It looks like he's going out.
Qiao Anran was about to ask him. Before he could speak, he heard him say, ”change your clothes and I'll take you somewhere.”
”Where are you going?”
”Go and change your clothes.”
Knowing this guy's temper, Joan ran returned to the room, changed her home clothes and wore a simple and generous black dress.
Fu Siming looked at her. He didn't seem dissatisfied. He said to her, ”let's go.”
Along the way, Joan ran endured her rampant curiosity and knew that Fu Siming would never tell her where she was going in advance.
The car stopped in front of a building. Fu Siming took her hand and took her directly to the top floor. It was a high-end air rotating western restaurant. There were only two guests except the staff.
Did Fu Siming bring her to this place for dinner? In her opinion, a restaurant without diners must taste bad!
”Mr. Fu, please.” A waiter saw them and greeted them.
Fu Siming nodded, and the waiter guided them to the window seat.
After taking a seat——
”What did you bring me here for?” Qiao Anran thought that consumption in this place must not be cheap. Even if Fu Siming has more money, he can't spend wronged money, can he?
”Dinner.” Fu Siming looked at her and said faintly, with an expression of ”it's so obvious to ask, are you a fool”.
Qiao Anran came to his ear and whispered, ”there are only two of us here. Are you sure it's not expensive and terrible?”
Fu Siming looked at her speechless. After a while, he said, ”I'm the one who rented the show.”
As soon as the voice fell, the violin sounded in the restaurant. Joan ran heard the melody, but she didn't remember its name.
”What song is this?”
”Romance in G major.”
Qiao Anran stopped talking and quietly enjoyed the beautiful music.
When she recovered, the appetizer had come up. It was a small salad. Qiao Anran took a bite and seemed to understand why Fu Siming brought her here.
”Such delicious food, business should be very good on weekdays?”
Fu Siming nodded.
”Why did you suddenly think of taking me out to dinner?” Qiao Anran said with a smile, ”is it for me?”
I didn't expect to have enough to eat before I left. It's also good.
If Fu Siming knew what Joan ran was thinking at this time, he would probably regret bringing her here.
”Today is our wedding anniversary.”
The man's disapproval surprised Joan ran almost spit out the food in her mouth.
She looked at him in surprise, looked at him for a long time, and asked nervously, ”are you... Are you really Fu Siming?”
How could Fu Siming remember such a small thing? It's not like his style!
Perhaps seeing Qiao Anran's mind, the man added: ”I didn't remember. It was Anjie who decided to set the position.”
”Oh...”
Qiao Anran thought: what! Is it so hard to say a good word? It's terrible to have to tell the truth
Fu Siming left the ”pot” to Anjie, but there was no problem. Anjie really reminded him of it.
A few days ago, Anjie finished reporting to him, but he didn't mean to leave.
”What do you want to say?” Fu Siming sat there, looking at the documents and waiting for him to speak.
”In a few days, it's your wife's wedding anniversary.”
”So?” Fu Siming looked up at him and asked.
”Life should have a sense of ceremony. Sir, do you want to celebrate or something?”
If it had been in the past, how dare Anjie play such a joke on Fu Siming?
We all know that he was reluctant to marry Joan ran. But now it's different. It can be seen that President Fu should like this ”Qiao Anran”.
Fu Siming looked at him with a foxy smile and said, ”very idle? Why don't I change your position? ”
”No, no, no!” Anjie waved his hand again and again, ”I'm very good in front of President Fu's assistant, but as an assistant, I'll remind you by the way. If you don't think so, forget it when I didn't say it. ”