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Ruan Xiaoqing's rejection was within Ling Hong's expectation. They were not childhood sweethearts. How could they fall in love so easily?

Therefore, Ling Hong didn't feel very disappointed. Just like what he said himself, he liked her first, so it was naturally his own business. If they got together in the future, that would be their own business.

Ling Hong sorted out his feelings and then left. There were still a lot of things waiting for him in the company. Speaking of which, he paid more attention to the company's Affairs.

Even Jiang Changxi complimented him.

Moreover, Ling Hong had been working very hard recently in order to come to Yuan Zhou's restaurant to eat every day. Even though he never worked overtime, he still worked overtime for meetings. A few days ago, his sister even suggested to Ling Hong that if something happened, he should go to see a psychiatrist.

Well ... Ling Hong's sister felt that he was acting abnormally. Ling Hong didn't explain anything. Anyway, he worked overtime and had to find time to come to Yuan Zhou's restaurant.

It was impossible in the past. The dishes in Yuan Zhou's restaurant were delicious and Ling Hong also liked this place very much. He would even come here unintentionally during the Chinese New Year. However, Ling Hong was not Wu Hai after all. Rest was also very important.

The conversation between Ling Hong and ruan Xiaoqing happened at the side door of Yuan Zhou's restaurant. At the same time, when Yuan Zhou was seeing Zhou Jia and Cheng Han off, he happened to hear the whole process of Ling Hong being rejected.

"Well ..." Looking at the back of Ling Hong walking away, Yuan Zhou sighed lightly and then went back to the kitchen without saying anything.

"It's good that you can come here to eat every day. " Yuan Zhou muttered to himself and then started to practice the Cantonese cuisine.

Time flew by while Ling Hong was doing his best to deal with the public Affairs and while Yuan Zhou was studying the Cantonese cuisine seriously. Very soon, it was lunchtime.

Ling Hong, who had arrived earlier, started to look around at ruan Xiaoqing's figure in the crowd as soon as he arrived at the intersection of Taoxi road. In Ling Hong's eyes, ruan Xiaoqing's figure was naturally very special. Among thousands of people, he could recognize her at a glance. Therefore, he immediately looked for ruan Xiaoqing.

Ruan Xiaoqing was wearing a completely black outfit that was different from the one she had in the morning. Even her coat and shoes were black.

The black color made ruan Xiaoqing look more fierce and capable, but her snow-white neck and face skin added a bit of weakness.

Just like that, ruan Xiaoqing slowly walked toward Taoxi road.

"Good afternoon, Xiao Qing." Ling Hong walked over quickly and greeted him.

"Yes." Ruan Xiaoqing pursed her lips and nodded.

"This dress is very nice, it suits you." Ling Hong complimented him sincerely.

Ruan Xiaoqing, who was being praised, was stunned for a moment before she nodded.""Thank you," he said.

"You're welcome. I just think you're too skinny and should eat more." Ling Hong said with a concerned tone.

Ling Hong had noticed that although ruan Xiaoqing came to the restaurant for three meals, she only ordered one dish each time.

The one dish meant that if the 100 styles of rice cuisines only ate one bowl of the 100 styles of rice cuisines or one serving of egg fried rice, they would also specially request Yuan Zhou to order less rice.

Although Ling Hong couldn't tell that the amount of egg fried rice Yuan Zhou served was much less, ruan Xiaoqing really ate very little. Moreover, this was the only time in the restaurant that she would order less rice.

Even when he ordered the clear broth noodle soup, he wished that Yuan Zhou would serve him the whole pot. Ruan Xiaoqing, on the other hand, only knew how to say things like "less noodles and more soup".

Luckily, the customers in Yuan Zhou's restaurant had different styles. Otherwise, every time ruan Xiaoqing said that, she would not only attract attention but also all the onlookers.

"Thank you, but that's enough." Ruan Xiaoqing's clear voice was a little more hoarse than usual, and the speed of her speech was also faster.

"How about it? do you want to taste the wine in Yuan Zhou's wine cellar tonight?" Ling Hong thought that ruan Xiaoqing was impatient. But after he calmed down, he asked again in a relaxed tone.

"No need. I'm just curious. I can't drink." Ruan Xiaoqing said seriously.

When ruan Xiaoqing said that, she looked at Ling Hong directly in the eyes to let him see her decision.

"Then let's go. Compass's place is always full of people every day." Ling Hong shrugged and pointed at the entrance of the restaurant where people had started to gather.

"Yes." Ruan Xiaoqing nodded, but her pace was still slow.

Ling Hong didn't urge her but just walked forward slowly with ruan Xiaoqing.

They didn't talk to each other again in such a short distance. They just walked quietly. When they arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, it was the same as usual. Ruan Xiaoqing stood in front and Ling Hong stood behind her. They were lining up seriously.

The atmosphere between the two of them was quiet and peaceful, and it was a rare harmony.

With her back facing Ling Hong, ruan Xiaoqing quickly and secretly pressed her left upper abdomen with her fair hands. After her face became a little better, ruan Xiaoqing put down her hands and her expression became a little more relaxed.

Ruan Xiaoqing finally relaxed and smiled at Xia Yu, who had just turned around to greet her.

There were three types of clinical manifestations of pancreatic cancer in the later stages. If there was a tumor in the head of the pancreas, pain and jaundice would occur in the later stage. A tumor in the neck of the pancreas would occur in the back. Meanwhile, tumors in the tail of the pancreas like ruan Xiaoqing's would occur in the back and left upper abdomen.

This was also the reason why ruan Xiaoqing had changed her clothes.

Of course, Ling Hong didn't know that. Even though ruan Xiaoqing was in pain, she didn't move at all. She pressed her abdomen very discreetly.

The atmosphere at Ling Hong and ruan Xiaoqing's place seemed harmonious, but it was actually turbulent. However, it was really turbulent at the front of the line.

Because of ruan Xiaoqing's walking speed, the two of them were in the middle of the row, not at the front.

The first person in the first row today was still shameless Wu, the second was Jiang Changxi, and the third was Zheng Xian who hadn't been here for a long time. Yes, Zheng Xian.

That mature lady with short wavy hair and a hand-pushed hairstyle, who looked gentle yet strong, was also the woman who proposed to kill Chen Wei and his friends in the game and drank all the bamboo liquor. It was unknown how she got to know Jiang Changxi. Today, they came here together.

After him was MA Zhida, who didn't get any liquor this morning. He was holding a perfectly wrapped box and standing in line seriously.

Behind him were Yuan Zhou's fangirl, Tang Xi, and man man.

"If you can't drink the new wine today, why did you still come?" Tang Xi looked at MA Zhida and asked curiously.

"He ran away in the morning, so he's naturally here to smell it." Wu Hai answered conveniently from the front.

"Get lost. What do you mean by 'wuwuwu'? I'll just turn around and leave with big strides." MA Zhida rolled his eyes at Wu Hai.

"I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about your own legs. " While stroking his small mustaches, Wu Hai looked at MA Zhida's legs in jeans and said earnestly.

His short legs were not much better than Lu Ban 's.

"..." MA Zhida expressed that he wanted to beat this man to death right now.

"Don't hit people's faces, and don't expose people's shortcomings. These are the basic rules of the quarrel world. " MA Zhida said seriously.

"Do you think that I don't even have a face, so why would I have such a high-level thing like rules?" Wu Hai glanced at MA Zhida with a strange look and then continued to stare at the restaurant.

"Well, you and brother Wu can't win a fight." Just when MA Zhida wanted to argue with him again, Tang Xi's hesitant voice came from behind him.

"Alright, that's true." Thinking of Wu Hai's temperament, MA Zhida nodded his head helplessly. Then, he turned around and talked to Tang Xi and man man behind him without looking at Wu Hai.

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