Chapter 78

There are also bottom traders outside the shopping mall. They are all high-end Chinese and Western restaurants.

Fu Zhiran and Wang Qiong walk hand in hand towards the entrance of the shopping mall. Their goal is the food floor on the fifth floor of the shopping mall.

The consumption there is lower than that outside.

"Xiaoran, look."

Passing by a western restaurant, Wang Qiong suddenly stopped and found the new world. She pointed to the restaurant and said to Fu Zhiran, "it's the woman who met in the shopping mall last time and was with your neighbor's aunt."

Fu Zhiran reacts quickly and immediately thinks of Jia Beishan. She looks at her.

Jabeshan, together with several men and women of the same age, is sitting in the sofa seat on the right side of the entrance. She is wearing Burberry's classic windbreaker, and her able temperament remains unchanged.

Among those people, there was no LAN Jingyan, so she just glanced at Wang Qiong and said, "so what you suffer from is selective amnesia?"

This guy always forgets things, but she and jabeshan just met each other. How could she recognize her at a glance.

Next time I don't believe her, I have a bad memory.

After asking, without waiting for Wang Qiong to answer, she started again.

Wang Qiong ran after him, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Go to dinner." Fu Zhiran naturally replied.

They come out to eat.

"Eat in this house." Wang qiongla grabs Fu Zhiran's arm, grabs her and drags her to the western restaurant where Jia Beishan is.

Fu Zhiran refused, "a meal here will be more than a thousand casually, and the brain will be squeezed by the door?"

She really loves money.

Wang Qiong frowned and looked at Fu Zhiran incomprehensibly. "You make a lot of money in a month, but you don't buy famous brands. Skin care products are second and third line, and there is no clothes that can hold hands. I really don't understand why you save so much."

Although she has known Fu Zhiran for two or three years, she only knows that she and Rong Yue are married.

Rong Yue is a scum man. He doesn't know that Fu Zhiran's mother needs thousands of yuan of medical expenses every day, and there is a cousin who needs her to provide for college.

So naturally can't understand, Fu Zhiran how so province.

With her income, it's not impossible to buy a small house in Jiangdu, but she rented a bachelor's apartment of only 30 square meters.

"Save money for your dowry."

Every time someone who doesn't know what happened at home, Fu Zhiran prevaricates with jokes.

This reason, Wang Qiong certainly does not believe, "you look so good-looking, smart, rich and handsome are not all you choose, who rare your dowry."

But she didn't ask.

She felt that between friends, just let it be, there is no need to deliberately understand each other bit by bit.

She still held Fu Zhiran's arm, "let's just have this house. Today is my treat. You've always invited me before. Today I'll invite you anyway."

Fu Zhiran had no choice but to let her.

"Miss Fu."

Fu Zhiran was found by Jia Beishan when they came in. She stood up and said hello to Fu Zhiran with a smile.

When she looked at Fu Zhiran, her chin was always slightly upward, as if she was a little higher.

Fu Zhiran nodded faintly, "Miss Jia."

"Besan, your friend."

Jia Beishan table several men see Fu Zhiran, eyes are different degrees of bright a lot, very interested in her appearance.