Yu Qing swept a small pendant on the table and sent Fu Jichen a message: "I'm moving into my rented house tonight. Find a professional book. Let the chef not prepare dinner for me.",Just now, Qian Cheng was so engrossed in the phone call that he ran several times to catch up. His pace lagged behind Qian Cheng's every step.,Didn't this man say he was going to Shanghai for lunch today How is he still in Beijing。