After the wrong flirtation, the president lost control

In front of the Imperial Capital TV Station.

Han Yu sat in his tennis ball-colored Lamborghini.

The car window was wide open, and he stretched out a hand and tapped the car body irritably. The buttons of his black shirt were unbuttoned at the cuffs of his muscular arms, and lifted to the crook of his arm.

After a while, Zhuang Shufei walked out of the gate wearing big sunglasses and a baseball cap.

She looked around, and after confirming several times that there were no reporters or fans, she rushed to the roadside like the wind.

When she saw Han Yu's dazzling Lamborghini, she almost died on the spot.

She almost jumped into the car and started patting the chair frantically.

"Drive, drive, drive! Hurry up!"

Han Yu stared at the woman beside him with a half-smile.

The baseball cap covered most of her face, and with big sunglasses and fluffy long curly hair, she only showed her cherry lips and nose. If you didn't look closely, you would have no idea who she was.

"Ms. Zhuang, what are you doing? Fighting pornography?"

"What is anti-pornography?"

"Isn't that how it's played out on TV? When there's a crackdown on pornography, you're always dressed like this. You're not going to be seen in public."

Zhuang Shufei kept turning her head around to confirm: "Ah! Thank you, Mr. Han, drive quickly, I don't want to be photographed!"

"Row."

Han Yu stepped on the accelerator, and the Lamborghini rushed out of the road with a loud roar.

Zhuang Shufei let out a long sigh of relief. She took off her hat and sunglasses and scratched her hair randomly.

Last night she received a message from Han Yu saying that they would meet tonight, so she deliberately turned down a program recording and finished work hastily, for which she was scolded by Wang Xinrong.

"Mr. Han, please don't drive such a high-profile car next time," Zhuang Shufei frowned, "By the way, what are we going to do?"

Han Yu said calmly: "Let's go eat."

"Going to eat? Aren't you pretending to be your girlfriend meeting your parents? Why are you going to eat?"

"The relationship between us is worse than strangers right now. If we don't get to know each other better, does Miss Zhuang think my parents are fools?"

Zhuang Shufei thought about it and it seemed to make sense.

"Then have you found a restaurant with a private room?"

"No."

"No?! Master Han, I still want to be in the entertainment industry, I don't want any scandals!"

Han Yu snorted lightly: "Miss Zhuang, do you think that anyone can recognize you in your current state?"

Having just finished recording a variety show, Zhuang Shufei quickly removed her makeup, changed into comfortable clothes, and her hair was a little messy because of the hat.

At this moment, she was sitting in the passenger seat with her legs apart, picking her eye boogers with her hands. She was completely different from the delicate, elegant, beautiful and charming young actress on TV.

There was a cold light in Zhuang Shufei's eyes, and she wished she could slap this vicious-tongued man in front of her.

"Mr. Han, do you dislike me? It's not too late to regret now. I will recommend you someone who is more suitable to be your girlfriend. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhuang. Apart from you, the only person who can satisfy me is Secretary Xiao. If you want to withdraw, please help me persuade Secretary Xiao?"

Zhuang Shufei knew that Han Yu said this on purpose, and they really couldn't continue the conversation that day.

"Why don't you go find her yourself? See if Ji Yunze can let you go?"

Oh my god, I can’t think about it. My chest hurts when I think of Ji Yunze and Zhuang Shufei.

The horrifying scene in Xiao Tongyu's ward that day is still vivid in her mind. If Zhuang Shujie hadn't carried her back, she might have fainted on the spot.

Han Yu and Ji Yunze, it's true that birds of a feather flock together, and neither of them is a good person.

……

The revolving restaurant on the 100th floor of the Imperial Capital Pearl TV Tower.

Han Yu and Zhuang Shufei sat in the window seats with a view.

At night, thousands of lights shine brightly. Looking down from the 100th floor, the streets and elevated roads shine like a bright galaxy.

At this time, Zhuang Shufei had no intention of enjoying the night view. She lowered her head and stared at the plate, fearing that she would be recognized.

This is probably the aftereffect of entering the entertainment industry.

She picked up the big menu to cover her small face: "Mr. Han, please do me a favor and ask the waiter for a mask."

Han Yu crossed his arms and was speechless: "Ms. Zhuang, are you not going to eat with the mask on?"

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I'm used to being hungry anyway. Mr. Han, if you have anything to communicate with me, could you please hurry up?"

Han Yu’s face didn’t look good: “If Miss Zhuang doesn’t want to eat, I will.”

After a while, all the dishes ordered by Han Yu were served.

M9 Wagyu Beef Wellington, Dungeness Crab Pasta, Lobster Soup, Argentinian Red Prawn, Caramel Foie Gras Pudding.

Zhuang Shufei usually doesn't eat dinner in order to keep in shape. In order to restrain herself, she hides aside during dinner time. If she can't see the food, she will ignore it.

But with a table full of delicious food in front of me, there is no reason to restrain myself.

She poked half of her furry head out from behind the large menu. "Mr. Han, please cut me a small piece of Beef Wellington with puff pastry."

"Miss Zhuang, do you want me to feed you?"

"No no no, just hand me the fork."

Han Yu snatched away the large menu in front of her.

"Forget it, Miss Zhuang is not that famous, no one here knows you."

This menu was like the last line of defense in Zhuang Shufei's heart, and now she had completely fallen.

She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Okay, I'll go on a diet for three days starting tomorrow!"

After saying this, she completely disregarded her image and started eating voraciously.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she was a public figure, and had also forgotten that the purpose of coming to dinner today was to get to know Han Yu.

Han Yu started the conversation first: "What are your hobbies, Ms. Zhuang?"

Zhuang Shufei forked a large mouthful of pasta and put it into her mouth: "Watch the eating show."

Han Yu was stunned for three seconds.

It’s understandable to watch mobile phone, read books, watch TV, or even look at beautiful girls and handsome guys, but what’s the point of watching food shows?

“What kind of hobby is watching food shows?”

"It's normal for people in our line of work to be hungry. What can we do when we're hungry? We can only watch others eat."

"What is Miss Zhuang's ideal?"

“I want to be a food blogger who can eat to death without gaining weight.”

Han Yu: “…”

Zhuang Shufei said this nonchalantly, her eyes already fixed on the plate of Argentinian red shrimps.

She likes to eat shrimps and crabs, but she never wants to peel them herself. At this time, Zhuang Shujie and Xiao Tongyu were not there, only...

She glanced at the man in front of her and said hesitantly, "Mr. Han, how about you help me peel the shrimp? I'll give you 100 for each one you peel."

Han Yu sneered: "There are only six shrimps on this plate. If I get my hands dirty, the most I can earn is six hundred?"

"What a bargain! Extras only get three hundred a day."

Han Yu stared at her, curled his lips slightly, and said nothing more.

He wiped his hands, picked up a bright red shrimp with his beautiful bony fingers, and lifted it casually, and the entire shrimp shell fell off.

He slowly took the shrimp and put it to Zhuang Shufei's mouth: "Come on, open your mouth."

Zhuang Shufei stared at him with wide eyes. Is this man crazy?

"Don't you want to eat? Open your mouth."

At this time, a voice came from the side.

"Excuse me, is this Zhuang Shufei?"

Zhuang Shufei turned around in surprise and saw two young girls standing by the table with excitement on their faces.

"Wow! It's really Zhuang Shufei!"

"Oh my god! I like you so much, Zhuang Shufei."

Zhuang Shufei looked so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

It wasn’t because she was wearing ordinary clothes without makeup, but because the man opposite was holding shrimp in his hand and wanted to feed her!

"Ahh, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome!"

"He also fed you shrimp. How sweet!"

Oh no, it’ll be over if it gets out.

Zhuang Shufei quickly explained: "That's not..."

Before he could finish his words, Han Yu's cold voice came: "Fei Fei, do you want to eat?"

The two girls were very considerate and quickly said, "Ah, then we won't bother you anymore. I wish your acting career will be in full swing. We will always support you!"

After saying that, they ran away laughing.

Everything happened so fast that Zhuang Shufei was still stunned where she was, as if she had been hit on the head with a stick.

From beginning to end, she only said four words: That, not it.

Han Yu suddenly stood up, leaned over the table, and put the peeled shrimp into her mouth.

"anything else?"