Xiao Yu's eyes lit up with joy, "Really? If Fu Jiu finds out you're staying in London, she'll be very happy. Big Brother Fu, don't you want to see her now? I can call her to join us for dinner."
She pretended to reach for her phone, but a big hand reached across the table and rested on the back of her hand, "Xiao Yu, today I just want to have dinner with you."
Xiao Yu's hand was instantly enveloped in warmth. She stared blankly at the man's long fingers, his nails neatly trimmed, with a faint nicotine scent between them. Her face blushed slightly, and she withdrew her hand imperceptibly, "Oh, okay, maybe next time?"
"Sure!" Fu Zhengci pulled back his hand, his gaze lingering on her rosy cheeks, making his heart tremble. He looked away and called over the waiter, ordering a few dishes, all of which she liked.
