s hand back onto the coffee table.He went to the cloakroom to change his clothes, but he couldn't find a suitable one after searching for ages!Finally, he stood inside and spoke to Wen Man outside the...Ms. Li

Wen Man guessed it was Mr. Li, the director of the Music Center, who had taken good care of her in the past. She couldn't refuse his invitation.

Wen Man called back.

On the phone, General Li didn't say much, just smiled and said, "Good news. Let's talk at lunch."

Wen Man is a little curious!

It's been only two or three hours since lunch, so Wenman decided to measure the size of the living room floor-to-ceiling curtains and take some apartment photos. She planned to go furniture shopping this afternoon.

At noon, she met with General Manager Li at a grilled fish restaurant. General Manager Li was from the south and liked spicy food, so Wen Man accompanied him. Soon, her face was covered in a thin layer of red.

When they were almost done eating, Director Li finally got to the point.

You know, Dingcheng was collectively resisted by parents.

Wen Man was taken aback.

She couldn't help but say, "How could this be A few days ago, I saw her getting along well with those parents and she seemed quite popular."

Mr. Li smiled ambiguously.

She said, "Wen Man, are you truly clueless, or are you just pretending to be"

Wen Man retracted her expression, hesitated for a long time before asking: "Is this about me"he just stood there.Mingzhu knelt on the sofa, tugging at her unruly hair, her voice soft: "Uncle Lu, how old are you"Lu Qian looked at her kneeling, and some pictures flashed in his mind.He smiled li...