He didn't speak for a long time.
Wenyi didn't break the silence. All the way was quiet and stalemate. The driver didn't stop until the car arrived at the restaurant that Wenyi reported before. He got out of the car first to pull the door for them.
Mo Shichen and Wenyi basically walked side by side. In fact, Wenyi was about one or two steps faster. When she came to the glass door, she was about to lift her hand to push the door. The man's arm had jumped over her head. First, she pushed the door open.
In a daze, she looked up at his hand subconsciously, only to see the white shirt Cufflinks with a sense of alienation, and the famous watch on her wrist, but also to see the expression of one more look, and she raised her feet to go inside.
After sitting down, the waiter gently placed the menu in front of them.
Mo Shichen didn't look at it. She was condensing at the distance of a table. Her voice was light. "You order it."
"Oh, yes."
Wenyi flipped around. When she saw what she liked, or what the opposite man liked, she wrote it down. After the flipping, the waiter started.
"Yes, just a moment, please."
Wenyi licked her lips, sat up straight, and had a kind of serious feeling. "Mr. Mo, let's talk before dinner"
"I'm thinking," the man interrupted her, with a smile on his lips. "If you don't come to me as actively as you do today, do we have any chance to meet and contact in the future?"
"Probably." After all, they are barely people in a circle. They say it's impossible to touch them again, but there may not be many opportunities to touch them again in a year.
"If I drive you out of this circle, don't I need to see you in the future?"
Wen Yizheng, then smile, "Mo always don't want to see my words is very simple, I can leave automatically."
He said slowly, "what if I want to see you?"
Wenyi didn't speak.
She put her hand on the knee under the dining table, entwined her fingers and pinched them together. After a long time, she said with a smile, "master Mo, I am such a stupid person. Can you tell me clearly what you want?"
"Don't you know?"
"I don't know," she said, chuckling her lips and eyes
"Then think slowly."
Wenyi looked at him deeply and quietly, suddenly smiled, "not a hint?"
He looked at her, his lips still thin, and he had no intention of speaking.
After waiting for ten seconds, she didn't wait for the man's reply. Wenyi stood up from the chair with his hands on the table.
Mo Chen raises her eyes and stares at her.
"Master Mo, this society has its own rules of game even if it is bullying. Even if you are the dominant party, you need to sprinkle some benefits to go out, and someone will play with you." she stood up straight and smiled lightly. "I don't think it's necessary to continue eating this meal. You'd better eat your own meal and pay for it yourself."
After that, she did not look at him, and went out of the seat directly.
Mo Shichen gets up when she passes her seat, grabs her hand, and pulls the person out of the half meter to her own direction directly. Wenyi is unprepared, and this action is too complete. She stumbles to his direction and is directly held by the man. From the perspective of others, she is full of people.
This movement attracted the attention of many people around.
Wenyi quickly stood up.
"Miss Wen, you put your purpose on the table like this
She looked up at him. "I hope you can have a little red fruit, Mr. mo."
He pointed to the opposite table under his chin. "Sit back to dinner."
"You know, I don't like to eat with you at all if it's not necessary."
Mo Shichen did not speak, but the strength on his arm was not loose.
Wenyi didn't break away, but he didn't mean to walk back.
So uncompromising stalemate.
After a long time, the man first smiled and whispered in her ear, "you are determined. I have to eat this meal with you. I'm not afraid to deal with you even more."
Inside her lips, her teeth were clenched tightly, but there was no dew on her face. She smiled, "how dare I be determined?"
It's just gambling. She even hopes to lose, because she doesn't hope that this man will "compromise" with her in order to have this meal with her. She is afraid that his purpose is the third one that her brother said.
"After this meal, we'll talk about it."
After saying this, Mo Shichen, regardless of Wenyi's attitude, loosened her arm and sat down.
Wenyi stood by his seat for ten seconds, then turned around and sat opposite him.
After sitting down again, Wenyi no longer actively talks with him. Instead, she looks out of the window with her chin tilted. When the lights start to shine, people come and go in the street. She is fascinated.
Light voice in her opposite ring, "this is the attitude you must please please the object to eat, don't know, thought that I was thrusting out a face to beg you to eat with me."Wenyi turned to look at him. "Didn't you just say, after dinner?"
When Mo Chen looked at her gently, his thin lips pursed a very unpleasant arc, and then he looked at her, "I don't think it's necessary to eat this rice."
Then he got up and stood up, and walked out straightly in Wenyi's astonished eyes.
Wenyi, "
??"???
She didn't react as fast as the man before. When he was near the door, she suddenly woke up. She picked up without even taking the bag. She hurried after him, and finally grabbed the man's arm before he went out.
"What are you doing?"
She can't help it. In order to stop the man from leaving, she can only hold his arm hard to prevent him from leaving so inexplicably.
Mo Shichen didn't fling his arm forcibly, so he looked down at her and said lightly, "I don't want to eat it."
???
What?
Wenyi didn't understand at all. Even though this man is moody, what's the point of his anger?
Is there something wrong with him?
She could only restrain her impatient temper and ask modestly, "why?"
Did she just shake her face, so he thought he couldn't give her face, so he changed his mind temporarily to leave?
Mo Shichen smiled. He reached out and patted her on the cheek. "I was just having a meal, but I was defeated by you for the most part. Why do you ask me?"
Wenyi quickly and carefully recalled and combed the conversation, and then apologized, "I'm sorry, I just had a bad attitude."
The man didn't leave, but he didn't make a statement. He just looked down at her with his head warm and not angry. A light arc was raised on his lips. "Miss Wen, you really don't know what I'm eating with you for? If you want a good result, you have to make me feel good, right? "