Chapter 1260: Think she's wrong

Chapter 1260 feels that she is wrong
The French restaurant is located in the urban area and has a large courtyard. The privacy is excellent. Their dining table is set on the second floor with semi-blocked seats. Even if it is November in Haicheng, the courtyard outside the window is still The grass and trees are prosperous, and the branches and leaves of Cinnamomum camphora glow fresh under the neon light.
Wen Qiao stepped on the stairs and went up to the second floor step by step. When he appeared in front of Lin Lang, Lin Yinghou's expression suddenly sank.
"You follow me? What's the difference between you and a bastard? Be careful I send you a lawyer's letter."
Du Weiyang suddenly became nervous: "Sister, it's... I called Sister Wen to come over."
"Sister Wen?" Lin Lang's eyes flashed cold, he was highly guarded.
Du Weiyang took her hand: "Yes, Sister Wen is helping our family Boyan, and Boyan’s asthma can be cured by her, and then Sister Wen happens to be your fan, so I made an appointment for this meal. Let her see you."
Lin Lang's face was green: "Then why didn't you tell me in advance that there are others?"
If you knew Wen Qiao would come, then she would never come.
Du Weiyang said coquettishly: "Oh, I want to give you a surprise, she is Nan Qiao's boss, maybe you can still cooperate."
Wen Qiao sat down and smiled slightly: "Wei Young is right, I just admire Lin Yinghou's acting skills."
Lin Lang's face was very strange, and when Du Weiyang's face was not good, he glanced at Wen Qiao with complicated eyes: "Then hurry up, I'll have something to do after eating."
Wen Qiao: "Good."
The three sat facing each other in a delicate atmosphere. The waiter presented steak and red wine and quickly withdrew.
Wen Qiao asked casually while cutting the steak, "Lin Yinghou's acting skills have really improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years."
Lin Lang's hand cutting the steak gave a slight meal, but was silent.
Wen Qiao said again: "I don't know if you are looking for a famous teacher or something."
Lin Lang raised his eyes and glanced at her indifferently: "Why? Do you have any questions? Can't she make progress in acting as an actor? Can't get the hang of it?"
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 in the middle, and whispered: "Sister, give some face, don't hold a face, our family likes Sister Wen very much."
Lin Lang looked suspiciously around Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao wasn't very radical either, just casually observing Lin Lang.
She noticed one thing. It seemed that Lin Lang had changed from left-handed to right-handed, because she used her left hand subconsciously when she took everything, and then switched to her right hand. If she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see anything.
But Wen Qiao has always been keen to observe, and he immediately caught this subtle difference.
At the dinner table, she mainly talked about gossip, but Lin Lang did not feel oppressed and uncomfortable.
Until the dinner was over, Lin Lang couldn't wait to take Du Weiyang out, and Du Weiyang whispered: "Sister, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
Turning his head to apologize to Wen Qiao and nodded, Wen Qiao smiled and waved his hand to her.
Du Weiyang was pulled into the car by Lin Lang: "This Wen Qiao has a bad intention."
Du Weiyang was a little unhappy: "Sister, what are you talking about?"
Lin Lang looked gloomy: "She asked me before and asked me to donate blood to her for 600 ml."
Du Weiyang was a little confused: "When is it?"
"When did she treat Boyan?"
"Just two weeks ago."
(End of this chapter)