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Chapter 107 Do you think he is ashamed?

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    The door of the meeting room closed slowly behind He Ling without making a sound.

    "What's wrong?"

    He Ling held the phone with a soft expression.

    Over the phone, Hua Jin's voice came.

    "I want to ask, do you want to come for dinner tonight?"

    "certainly."

    He Ling rubbed his tired eyebrows, "What's the address?"

    Hua Jin hesitated for half a second, then there was a sound from over there, it seemed that Lu Rongrong handed Hua Jin the phone, Hua Jin read it according to the address on the phone, "This is the place my classmate is looking for, do you want to come over and eat together?  "

    Although he felt that this address was a bit strange, He Ling agreed without much doubt.

    Two hours later, He Ling, who quickly finished all his work, stood at the gate of the most famous night market in City B, looked at the bustling crowd inside, and looked down at Hua Jin, who was feeling guilty.

    "I really didn't know it was a night market. If I knew, I wouldn't have called you over."

    Hua Jin stuck out her tongue, He Ling was still wearing a formal suit, standing at the entrance of the night market out of place.

    On the other hand, Min Xiahan was very excited to show off, "This is the most delicious night market in city b and the busiest. Most people don't know it. Today, everyone is free to eat. If you don't eat, you won't return!"

    Having said that, Min Xiahan dragged Zhu Tiancai and Lu Rongrong directly into the crowd in the night market.

    Lu Rongrong glanced at Hua Jin hesitantly before leaving, but after taking a look at He Ling who was standing next to him in a suit and leather shoes, she chose to leave with Min Xiahan and the others.

    He Ling didn't react until he saw the inexplicable look in Lu Rongrong's eyes.

    I was actually disgusted by myself?

    Thinking about it, they probably don't want to walk with a man in a suit in the night market, right?

    He Ling smiled and shook his head, a child's self-esteem is really weird and fragile.

    He looked down at Hua Jin beside him, "Why aren't you with them?"

    Hua Jin glanced at him inexplicably, "Do you want to go shopping in the night market by yourself?"

    "Okay, what shall we eat first?"

    He Ling glanced at the endless night market, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

    He has eaten at roadside stalls at most, but he has never been to a night market, so he didn't know where to start for a moment.

    Hua Jin, who was leading the way at the front, seemed much more familiar with the road, "Grilled squid? Or Bobo chicken?"

    While talking, Hua Jin didn't hear the man's expected answer, and suddenly turned around.

    I saw the man wearing a pure black suit, well-tailored, the cuff buttons were unbuttoned to reveal his bony wrists, and the colorful lights on the stall illuminated his handsome profile.  It is a god who has never been contaminated by the mortal world, and is frowning and looking intently at the Spike potato in front of him?

    Even the stall owner was impatiently stared at. Even in front of the handsome guy, her busy business made her words not so beautiful, "Do you want to eat? Do you want to buy? What are you doing standing here and watching?"  "

    He Ling's brows furrowed even deeper, and he looked up at the stall owner with blazing eyes. Just as he was about to say something, Hua Jin hurried forward and stopped him.

    "Let's buy it, give me a share, normal spiciness is fine."

    He Ling wanted to say something more, Hua Jin quickly tugged at the hem of his clothes in secret, He Ling calmed down, but looked at the Spike Tudou in front of him with a not very good expression.

    Soon, the stall owner filled a portion and handed it to Hua Jin who was waiting at the side across the stall.

    After Hua Jin took the spiked potatoes, he hurriedly dragged He Ling away.

    After the two left, the stall owner could even be heard muttering behind his back, "Who is he? He looks like a successful person, but he stands here without moving, and someone has to take out five dollars  "

    Hua Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and after walking away, he handed the hot spiked potatoes to He Ling's hand, "Then, the spiked potatoes you want."

    "It turned out to be potatoes"

    He Ling said something to himself, and took the potatoes.

    The fried golden potatoes are sprinkled with fragrant chili noodles, and a handful of coriander is dotted in the middle. Just smelling it can make people's index fingers move.

    Hua Jin couldn't bear the smell of coriander, and after handing it to He Ling, he didn't look at the potatoes in the bowl again.

    However, after hearing He Ling's words, Hua Jin finally realized, "It's not potatoes, what do you think it is?"

    He Ling didn't speak, just?Passing the crowd, they cast a glance beside the booth, and Hua Jin looked in the direction of his gaze.

    It is a stall for frying insects, all kinds of weird insects are put on sticks, and there are all kinds of people who are eager to try new things to buy.

    Looking at the crooked spiked potatoes in He Ling's bowl that were cut into special shapes, Hua Jin understood.

    He originally thought that Spike potatoes were deep-fried white fat bugs

    Hua Jin was disgusted by his own imagination, patted He Ling's shoulder, and said earnestly.

    "The next time you don't understand, you can take a look at the signboard on the stall, there will be the name of the snack on it."

    Just when he looked around, He Ling also found that each booth had a detailed signboard.

    But when he just entered the night market, his eyes were completely attracted by the strange-looking spiked potatoes, and he didn't see the sign at all.

    Looking at Hua Jinyu's earnest little face, He Ling's face darkened, and he stuck the attached bamboo stick into a potato as if venting his anger, and then took a hard bite.

    The fried potatoes are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and they melt in the mouth. With seasonings with rich flavors, He Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise.

    The night market is so big, a serving of spiked potatoes is just an appetizer.

    Hua Jin took the lead in the front, and behind him, He Ling followed Hua Jin leisurely while eating Spike potatoes, and occasionally responded to Hua Jin's questions. Soon, He Ling had a lot of snacks in his hand  .

    When the two of them were not halfway through their shopping, the mobile phone in He Ling's pocket rang. He Ling directly carried all the snacks in one hand, and then answered the phone.

    In an instant, Mrs. He heard the noisy background sound on the phone.

    "Where are you? I called your office, are you not in the company?"

    "I'm outside, what's wrong?"

    Hua Jin, who was lining up the mille-feuille cakes in front, didn't notice that He Ling was on the phone, and was looking up at the flavors on the signboard and thinking about something.

    "Isn't the reason why you don't come to dinner with me and Miss Feng's family tonight that you have a meeting? Are you having a meeting at the night market?"

    Although Mrs. He is not young, she has good ears, so she can deduce from the background hawking that he is in the night market.

    "Grandma, this is an excuse, don't you understand?"

    Before returning to City B, He Ling never thought that Mrs. He still knew Feng Qing.

    Even if Huajin didn't ask him out today, He Ling didn't want to attend the dinner tonight. Mrs. He's purpose was obvious. He didn't have any feelings for Feng Qing, so naturally he wouldn't go to the dinner to let the other party think that there was a drama between them.

    He Ling was dealing with Mrs. He, Hua Jin didn't look back, because of the extremely noisy environment of the night market, she raised her voice a little.

    "Do you want strawberry, mango, or durian for the thousand-layer cake? Can you choose one for me, He Ling?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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