Chapter 1260 I Think She Has Evil Intentions

The French restaurant in the city has a large courtyard with excellent privacy. Their dining table is on the second floor with semi-partitioned seats. Even though it is November in Haicheng, the courtyard outside the window is still full of people. The vegetation is lush, and the branches and leaves of camphor emit a fresh light under the neon light.

Wen Qiao stepped on the stairs and climbed to the second floor step by step. When he appeared in front of Lin Lang, Lin Yinghou's face suddenly darkened, visible to the naked eye.

"Are you following me? What's the difference between you and an illegitimate child? Be careful I send you a lawyer's letter."

Du Weiyang suddenly became nervous: "Sister, it's... I asked Sister Wen to come here."

"Sister Wen?" Lin Lang's eyes flashed coldly, and he was on high alert.

Du Weiyang held her hand: "Yes, Sister Wen is helping our Boyan treat his illness. She can cure Boyan's asthma, and Sister Wen happens to be a fan of yours, so I made an appointment for this meal. Let her see you."

Lin Lang's face turned pale: "Then why didn't you tell me beforehand that there was someone else?"

If she knew Wen Qiao would come, there was absolutely no way she would come.

Du Weiyang said coquettishly: "Oh, I want to give you a surprise. She is Nan Qiao's boss. Maybe you can cooperate."

Wen Qiao sat down and smiled slightly: "Wei Yang is right, I just admire Queen Lin's acting skills."

Lin Lang's expression was very strange. He couldn't get angry in front of Du Weiyang. He glanced at Wen Qiao with complicated eyes: "Then eat quickly. I have something to do after eating."

Wen Qiao: "Okay."

The three of them sat facing each other, and the atmosphere was very delicate. The waiter brought the steak and red wine and quickly left.

While cutting the steak, Wen Qiao asked casually: "Queen Lin's acting skills have really improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years."

Lin Lang paused slightly while cutting the steak, but remained silent.

Wen Qiao added: "I don't know if you found a famous teacher for guidance or something."

Lin Lang raised his eyes and glanced at her indifferently: "What? Do you have any questions? As an actor, she can't improve her acting skills? Can't she get better?"

Wen Qiao smiled lightly: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Lin Lang's attitude was obviously impatient, and Du Weiyang was a little embarrassed to be caught in the middle. He whispered: "Sister, please give me some face. Don't make such a face. Our family all likes Sister Wen."

Lin Lang's eyes wandered suspiciously around Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao wasn't very aggressive, he just observed Lin Lang casually.

One thing she discovered was that Lin Lang seemed to have been forced to change from left-handed to right-handed, because she subconsciously used her left hand to pick up things, and then switched to her right hand. You couldn't tell anything unless you looked carefully.

But Wen Qiao has always been very observant and caught this subtle difference instantly.

At the dinner table, she mainly talked about some gossip, which did not make Lin Lang feel oppressed or uncomfortable.

Until the dinner was over, Lin Lang couldn't wait to pull Du Weiyang out. Du Weiyang whispered: "Sister, why are you in such a hurry?"

She turned around and nodded apologetically to Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao smiled and waved her hand.

Du Weiyang was pulled into the car by Lin Lang: "This Wen Qiao has bad intentions."

Du Weiyang was a little unhappy: "Sister, what are you talking about?"

Lin Lang looked gloomy: "She came to me before and asked me to donate blood to her. She asked for 600 milliliters."

Du Weiyang was a little confused: "When?"

"When did she treat Boyan?"

"Just two weeks ago."