Fang Ming clenched his fists and waited for a while. There was no sign of rain outside.

He watched Chu Mu and Ding Furui keep wandering around in the living room after making an appointment.

"Do you think I should go home and change clothes? Take a shower by the way?"

Chu Mu scratched his head, looked at the time, and looked at the sky outside: "Forget it, I think we should set off quickly! In case it rains later and makes it difficult to walk."

Fang Ming looked at the time and shouted in surprise: "It's almost forty! Come on, let's go quickly!"

After he finished speaking, he ran outside.

Chu Mu gritted his teeth, picked up the water glass, and ran out.

Chu Chang reluctantly took their coats and ran out.

The clouds in the sky were dark and heavy, and Chu Mu felt flustered inexplicably. She was obviously just joining in the fun.

Under Fang Ming's urging, the driver arrived at the appointed place under the speed limit.

It was only 14:49 when they arrived.

Chu Mu and Ding Furu made an appointment at a teahouse in the city center.

On the way here, Chu Mu asked Assistant Yu Yu to book a private room for her. As soon as the three of them arrived, they all went to the private room.

Ding Furui worked part-time at a nearby milk tea shop. After her part-time job ended, she walked over here.

This teahouse is an antique building with a two-story building. The private rooms are on the second floor. Chu Mu can see everything on the street outside by leaning against the window.

The teahouse was built on a pedestrian street. Chu Mu looked at the door, and Fang Ming did the same next to him. Until he saw a familiar figure approaching, Fang Ming stood up straight and suppressed his joy and was about to run outside.

But when his hand touched the handle, he suddenly stopped, no, no, no, Fu Fu didn't know he was here. If he went downstairs, Fu Fu might get angry and leave.

He turned around with a sad face: "Mumu, go and help me pick up the flowers, okay?"

[Should I tell him that I just wanted to go downstairs to pick up Ding Fuli? 】

"Well, how about you pay for all our consumption here?"

Fang Ming stretched out his hand: "Deal."

Chu Mu looked at his palm and gave him a high-five casually.

"Sister, let's go together!"

Chu Mu turned around and ran to Chu Shang with a smile, took her arm and ran out.

People who come to the teahouse are basically old people or business people, and a very small part of them are just interested in tea art.

In order to maintain the privacy of customers, the owner of the tea room covered the floor on the second floor with a thick carpet. When you step on it, there is silence.

Even when Chu Mu was walking in the corridor, she could vaguely hear her breathing.

This is outrageous!

After leaving the corridor, Chu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, stuck out her tongue and ran to the door.

Chu Mu came to the door and happened to see Ding Furui and the waiter arguing with each other at the door.

"I told you, my friend is inside!"

The waiter answered solemnly: "Sorry, miss, we only accept reservations, you can tell me your reservation number.

Ding Furui was speechless.

Chu Mu patted his forehead.

[I forgot to give Ding Furui my number! My memory is worse than that of a fish! 】

When Ding Furui was about to get angry, Chu Mu quickly ran up, told the waiter about the situation, and then brought Ding Furui in.

˙The owner of this teahouse does a good job of keeping it secret. Some business owners and retired leaders like to come here to sit.

Chu Mu also heard his elder brother talk about this teahouse several times, and then he remembered it and decided to set the agreed place here.

It just so happens that this place is not far from the milk tea shop where Ding Furui works part-time.

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