Wen Zhu looked up and saw the back of a man, with a slender figure and noble temperament.
With a familiar voice and a familiar back, she thought the man was humble.
He reacted quickly, he was not.
He is Xiang Jichen.
But why did he come here?
A man in a suit, with a good appearance, and with a magnificent appearance, appeared in the humble pavilion, attracting many people's eyes.
Xiang Jichen's face had no expression and accepted it frankly.
He turned around. When he saw Wen Zhu, Mo's eyes were not surprised, his expression was very light.
On the contrary, Wen Zhu said hello, "President, good evening."
Xiang Jichen nodded slightly and sat down opposite her.
The master brought a bowl of ravioli over, put it on the table, "Miss, your ravioli."
Wen Zhu thanked her. She looked at the man and whispered, "President, would you like to eat first?"
"No." Xiang Jichen rejected her.
Wen Zhu took a disposable spoon and lowered his head to start eating.
The skin is thin and the filling is tender.
I was the same as before, but the person who accompanied her to eat was gone.
Fortunately, bowing his head, no one saw Wen Zhu's strange emotions.
"I heard you are Yan Cheng?"
Over his head, a low voice came from the man.
Wen Zhu covered her emotions and she looked up, um.
Then he smiled and said, "You can say that you grew up in Yan Cheng."
Nodding to Jichen, he didn't keep asking.
The two were eating each other, both sides were tacit and did not speak.
Xiang Jichen ate only three, then stood up and went to checkout.
After that, he left the hall.
Wen Zhu didn't see it. When she finished eating to check out, the master smiled and said, "Your boyfriend has settled the account."
Wen Zhu slightly stunned, and soon responded that he was talking about Xiang Jichen.
She explained: "He's not my boyfriend."
The master thought they had broken up, and scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I thought you were still together."
Seven years ago, Wen Zhu and Shi Jingqian liked to come to the pavilion for dinner every three minutes, so the master was very impressed.
Wen Zhu did not explain any more.
She left the hall and saw the man smoking under the tree, hesitated for two seconds, and walked over.
Xiang Jichen turned around and extinguished the smoke. He said, "Let's go."
Wen Zhu wants to say no, she can go back by herself.
But the man didn't seem to give her the chance, and Black Cayenne stopped in front of her.
The car heard her coming, could you not sit?
Wen Zhu finally got in the car.
In the end, the speed of the car is faster than the speed of the walk. Within minutes, we arrived at the hotel.
Wen Zhu unfastened the seat belt. She looked at the man beside her and thanked him, "Thank you President."
Xiang Jichen said, "Little things."
Wen Zhu went back to the hotel.
After washing, she wanted to call Shi Yan'an and Shi Yanxi, but at a glance, it was ten o'clock.
I gave up on this idea.
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Early the next morning, Wen Zhu got up at seven.
After she finished washing, she received a call from Shi Aoan and Shi Aoxi.
In the video, Shi Xiao'an's small eyes were resentful. "Mom, you didn't say good night to your brother and martyr last night."
Wen Zhu apologized, "I'm sorry, my mother forgot yesterday. It was too late when I remembered it, so I didn't call."
"Then forgive you for the time being."
Shi Xunxi also leaned in, and asked, "Mom, when are you coming back?"
Wen Zhu's eyes were gentle. "Good, mother will go back soon."
Anxious to gather with everyone and chat with the two children for a while, Wen Zhu hung up the phone.
As soon as she arrived at the hotel restaurant, Jiang Shelley stared at her with poor eyes.