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Chapter 710 - 711 I’m Not Picky Eater_1

Chapter 710: Chapter 711 I’m Not Picky Eater_1

Feng Yongrui and his companions were greatly surprised, never expecting that even with the release of an album, Li Changlin was prepared to make an appearance wearing a mask.

If it were so, although it would indeed create a buzz and give rise to many topics of discussion, if Li Changlin were to appear with his real face, the effect would undoubtedly be much better.

After all, whether it was his demeanor or his appearance, Li Changlin was exceptionally outstanding.

If one had to point out a flaw, it would be Li Changlin’s height.

Originally, Li Changlin had a height of only 1.72 meters, but after taking a Green Sun Melon, he had grown by one centimeter to 1.73 meters.

However, Li Changlin hadn’t taken any Green Sun Melons since then.

Therefore, his current height remained at 1.73 meters.

Compared to the fresh-faced idols in the celebrity circles, Li Changlin’s height really didn’t offer much advantage.

But Li Changlin had long anticipated this and had made his own arrangements.

Tonight, he planned to take two more Green Sun Melons.

By doing so, he would be able to increase his height to 1.74 meters.

And by the time the Xuanyuan Singing Competition began, Li Changlin was set to take another four Green Sun Melons.

By then, his height would be able to reach 1.75 meters, which he reckoned was passable.

Afterward, Li Changlin discussed many detailed issues with Feng Yongrui.

Wang Yiyi and Su Mengfei, on the side, also offered quite a few reasonable suggestions.

Naturally, this delayed them quite a bit.

By the time the four had finished their conversation, it was already well past working hours.

Feng Yongrui looked at his wristwatch and said with an embarrassed smile, "It’s already half past six, how about this, we go out and grab a quick bite to eat, consider it a welcome meal for Li Changlin."

"Sure, just a quick bite is fine, I’m not picky," said Li Changlin, smiling as he stood up.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t choosy, but rather that he had no options to be choosy.

If given a choice, Li Changlin would of course wish to eat the gourmet food made by Qian Ziwei every day.

Even if it were fried rice with eggs for every meal, he would never tire of it.

You should know that Qian Ziwei’s fried rice with eggs came in seven or eight varieties!

Everyone else stood up as well, and then Su Mengfei opened the door, ready to head outside.

"Li Changlin." As the group reached the elevator, suddenly from a corner nearby, a voice filled with grievance called out.

"Cough cough cough, Zhao Biting, you’re still here!" Li Changlin coughed dryly and looked at the approaching figure with frustration.

Zhao Biting walked over with tears in her eyes, looking aggrieved.

"Miss Zhao, we’re about to go for dinner, why don’t you join us?" Su Mengfei quickly interjected, trying to diffuse the situation.

Everyone had been so engrossed in their conversation that they had indeed neglected Zhao Biting.

Zhao Biting ignored Su Mengfei, instead lifting her gaze to Li Changlin.

Seeing her eyes, Li Changlin felt extremely frustrated.

What was Zhao Biting’s intention, really! Wasn’t he still her adversary? Following him around, what was she trying to imply?

His heart was filled with frustration, but as the evening had fallen, he of course couldn’t just ignore Zhao Biting’s words.

Having no choice, he could only nod and say, "Let’s go, let’s go have dinner together first."

"Okay." As soon as Zhao Biting heard this, a smile immediately appeared on her face, and all the grievances she had just felt vanished in an instant.

So the group took the elevator down to the lobby, and under Feng Yongrui’s recommendation, they crossed the street and arrived at the Wei Ji Restaurant opposite.

Wei Ji Restaurant was also a chain in Huacheng, with a total of eight branches, but the main branch was located in the Haizhu District.

The one in Baiyun District was the fifth branch, and Feng Yongrui was a regular here.

The consumption at Wei Ji Restaurant was not very expensive, it was quite affordable.

The group went to the second floor and, led by a waiter, found an empty table to sit down at.

It was already around seven o’clock by then, and the restaurant was bustling with good business.

A waiter came with a menu to take their order, and under Li Changlin’s instruction, he and Feng Yongrui each ordered a dish, and then each of the three ladies ordered two.

Eight dishes for five people should be enough.

After getting Li Changlin’s agreement, Feng Yongrui ordered a bottle of red wine.

Soon, the dishes were served one after another, and Feng Yongrui had the waiter open the bottle of red wine, then everyone raised their glasses and started to drink.

While drinking and eating, the group sometimes laughed and chatted, appearing to enjoy themselves.

However, Zhao Biting seemed somewhat out of place.

After sitting down, her expression turned unsightly, and she looked uncomfortable.

"Miss Zhao, what’s wrong?" Su Mengfei was the first to notice something amiss and asked in a soft voice.

"No, it’s nothing." Zhao Biting shook her head, picked up her glass to mask her emotions, and then drank half of it in one go.

"Don’t drink so fiercely, Miss Zhao." Seeing Zhao Biting downing her drink like that gave Wang Yiyi a fright, and she quickly cautioned her.

Although the alcohol content of the red wine was not high, it had a strong kick to it.

Especially since the bottle of red wine Feng Yongrui had ordered was over a decade old and packed quite a punch.

"Thank you." Zhao Biting put down her glass, barely managed a smile, and gave Wang Yiyi a bitter smile.

"It’s okay, Miss Zhao, are you sure there’s nothing troubling you?" Although Li Changlin hadn’t introduced everyone, Su Mengfei knew Zhao Biting’s name.

So, Wang Yiyi also used Su Mengfei’s way of address to ask Zhao Biting.

"I’m fine." Zhao Biting shook her head, but suddenly her gaze sharpened, and a look of panic appeared on her face.

What’s going on?

Everyone was startled and instinctively followed Zhao Biting’s gaze.

They saw two young men quickly walking towards them from the staircase to the third floor.

Soon, the two men approached the table; one of them, dressed in a blue suit, suddenly reached out towards Zhao Biting, "Ting’er, you’re still in Huacheng? Uncle Yuanqing said you were going back to Capital City at noon."

"Don’t touch me!" Zhao Biting’s eyes tightened, and she quickly dodged the young man’s arm, taking shelter beside Li Changlin.

"Ting’er, don’t be unreasonable!" The young man’s eyes chilled slightly, but a soft smile appeared on his face as he said, "Ting’er, are these your friends? Why not introduce me to them?"

"I, I don’t know you, please leave!" Zhao Biting leaned against Li Changlin and spoke in a timid voice.

"Zhao Biting, that’s rather unpleasant of you to say!" Upon hearing this, the young man’s face darkened instantly, "Everyone in the Eight Houses of the Capital knows Zhao Biting is my, Cheng Yang’s, fiancée."

"Shut up, I’m nobody’s fiancée. Cheng Yang, please show some respect!" Zhao Biting seemed to be touched on a raw nerve, yelling at the top of her lungs.