Jiang Nan asked bluntly, "[Do you know that little brat Fu Xingli?]"
Song Zhusheng: [Not familiar with it.]
Jiang Nan hissed and exchanged a glance with 771.
771 said: [He's definitely lying.]
Jiang Nan nodded in agreement, then typed a line of text.
"Stirring Shit When It Hits": [ Fu Xingli asked me to ask you, how are you going to get through your next heat cycle?]
Song Zhusheng didn't reply for quite a while.
Jiang Nan smelled strongly of sweat, so he grabbed a new towel and decided to take a shower first.
Jiang Nan was only trying to wash away the smell of sweat, so she came out in less than ten minutes.
He picked up his phone and looked at it.
Song Zhusheng replied, "[Tell him for me that I wouldn't even associate with a dog.]"
Tsk.
This looks like a young couple arguing.
Jiang Nan took a screenshot and sent it to Fu Xingli, along with the caption. "[Have you ever heard this saying?]"
On the other side, the math teacher was writing out the steps on the podium with chalk in hand.
They had just finished a monthly exam, and the results had been released. The atmosphere in the class was strange; it was unusually quiet, and everyone was worried about their grades.
Fu Xingli sat in the last row, with a thick stack of books standing in front of her on the table.
He had one foot on the crossbeam under the stool, his phone hidden in a drawer in the table, silently sending messages.
Young Master Thrice Beats the White Bone Demon: [What are you saying?]
He always felt that his sister-in-law couldn't say anything nice and was definitely up to no good.
The other side replied very quickly.
The Picked-Up Son: [Don't wash your dirty linen in public.]
That's right, " the Picked-Up Son " was the nickname Fu Xingli gave Jiang Nan.
Fu Xingli typed heavily.
Young Master Thrice Beats the White Bone Demon: [We're already married, so you're not strangers anymore.]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [???]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [Don't force me to vomit.]
Fu Xingli was also disgusted.
Young Master Thrice Beats the White Bone Demon: [Typo].
Fu Xingli quickly retracted the previous sentence and edited it again: [You and my brother are already married, so you're not outsiders anymore.]
Young Master Thrice Beats the White Bone Demon: [You can know about my relationship with Shengsheng.]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [Oh, oh, oh, still Shengsheng? When I met Shengsheng, you were nowhere to be found.]
Fu Xingli's jaw muscles twitched, clearly indicating that she was quite angry.
If this guy weren't his brother's wife, he would have beaten him up.
"Stirring Shit When It Hits": [Actually, you misunderstood me. What I meant by "don't wash your dirty linen in public" was that I advise you not to go out anymore.]
Fu Xingli felt a surge of anger well up inside him, and he typed heavily: [Get out!]
After typing that word, he tossed his phone into the desk drawer.
The phone slammed into the metal table with a deafening sound.
The whole class was already quiet, but now they all turned to look at Fu Xingli.
The boy was wearing a black windbreaker, and his green hair had just been dyed, making him look flamboyant and passionate. He calmly raised his head, meeting the gazes of those around him, and his back stiffened almost imperceptibly.
The math teacher, an old man, heard the noise, broke a piece of chalk, and threw it in Fu Xingli's direction.
" Fu Xingli!" His voice was filled with anger as he threw a piece of chalk straight at Fu Xingli's face.
The old man must have thrown a lot of chalk; he threw it straight and accurately.
Fu Xingli tilted his head slightly, and the chalk brushed past his cheek.
The old man got even angrier. "You dare to hide? How dare you? Look at that test paper with only 38 points, I'm ashamed for you."
He scolded Fu Xingli, then said, "Go stand at the back!"
Fu Xingli carried the test paper with a score of thirty-eight and went to the back without saying a word.
He wasn't listening to what the math teacher was saying at all; all he could think about was how to subtly complain to his brother.
Jiang Nan is definitely a descendant of Archimedes; all he does is argue all day long!
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As Jiang Nan got into the car, she sneezed.
Fu Jingzhou frowned. "You caught a cold?"
Jiang Nan's hair wasn't blow-dried; it was half-wet, making the pink color appear darker.
He took out a power bank and charged his phone.
"I don't have a cold, it must be that Fu Xingli cursing at me."
Fu Jingzhou pinched the bridge of his nose.
These two are always ready to fight when they get together, acting more like elementary school kids than elementary school kids themselves.
The Maybach finally stopped in front of an upscale restaurant.
Driver Old Yang quickly retrieved a wheelchair from the trunk. As Fu Jingzhou sat in the wheelchair, Jiang Nan volunteered, "I'll push you."
Fu Jingzhou raised an eyebrow. "Okay."
Jiang Nan nudged him while discussing it with him. "Actually, there's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time, but our relationship wasn't quite there before, so I didn't dare to ask."
Fu Jingzhou was in a good mood and said, "Go ahead and ask, any questions are welcome."
Jiang Nan gave a heads-up, "This might be a bit presumptuous."
Fu Jingzhou paused for a moment, then said, "No, that won't happen."
We've never been in a relationship, but I like you... These words are already on the tip of my tongue, just Waiting for the East Wind to come.
Jiang Nan asked hesitantly, "Could I sit in your wheelchair for a bit?"
Fu Jingzhou: "..."
He pinched the bridge of his nose and remained silent for a long time.
Jiang Nan couldn't help but urge him, "Give me an answer!"
Fu Jingzhou: "Okay."
Jiang Nan was satisfied, thinking to herself that the big boss was indeed a big boss, so generous.
The restaurant was luxuriously decorated. Upon entering, a waiter led us in with a perfect smile, " Mr. Fu, the Bright Moon over the Sea' private room is ready."
Fu Jingzhou raised his chin. "Let's go."
After entering the private room and leaving with the waiter, Fu Jingzhou casually explained, "This restaurant is a chain restaurant under Qin Feng Feng's company."
Jiang Nan nodded, "Oh, oh, oh."
A second later, he turned and asked, "So, do we still need to pay for our meal?"
Fu Jingzhou: "No need."
"Yay!" Jiang Nan shouted happily.
His phone vibrated, and when he took it out, he saw it was a message from Zhu Xia.
GG Bond: [The TV series " The Setting Sun Is Red " premieres tonight, remember to retweet this Weibo.]
GG Bond: [Just follow the format I sent you.]
Following Zhu Xia's instructions, Jiang Nan posted a Weibo.
After all the dishes were served, he took a nice photo and posted it on Weibo with the caption. "[Hehe, my first time dining and dashing.]"
After posting this Weibo, Jiang Nan put down her phone and started eating.
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Tonight is the premiere of the latest episode of " The Setting Sun Is Red ".
While Jiang Nan was engrossed in eating rice, he once again topped the trending searches.
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#Finally someone subdued him#
The audience for the program " The Setting Sun Is Red " has always been people over thirty years old, with a small number of young people watching it occasionally for entertainment.
This episode had a lot of laughs, and many marketing accounts edited together the highlights and posted them online.
Jiang Nan's popularity has soared, with many netizens flocking to his Weibo to see his latest Weibo, in which he boasts about dining and dashing.
The comments below were also quite varied.
[I'm dying of laughter, this is the first time I've ever seen someone dine and dash at Tangerine Food Chronicle Diary, hahaha!]
If you really dine and dash, this meal will be your last. Best wishes.