A few hours later –

Downstairs in Fang's Building, Fang Zhiyu went downstairs and saw the familiar black Bentley at the door, the man stood sideways by the car, and looked over with a pair of dark eyes.

She pursed her lips, her delicate brows frowned slightly, remembering what the man had done before, an indescribable emotion appeared in her heart, and her whole heart seemed to be soaked in lemon juice, sour and astringent.

The man seemed to sense her hesitation, and strode over with a long step.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, Fang Zhiyu couldn't help but want to take a step back, sensing her awkward mood now, she took a deep breath, her eyes were slightly cold.

Glancing at the man, without waiting for the other party to speak, she said lightly, "Yes." ”

After speaking, she staggered the man and took the initiative to walk to the side of the car, her heart fluctuated emotionally, and her steps were unconsciously a little anxious.

Keenly aware that the little woman was different from her usual appearance, Xiao Junchen raised his eyebrows, and a little darkness flashed in his dark pupils like ancient wells.

On the way to the restaurant, there was a somewhat strange atmosphere in the car, Fang Zhiyu turned her head to look out the window, but her eyes unconsciously looked at the man's reflection on the car window.

Moments later, the two arrived at the restaurant.

This is a French restaurant, the whole is more simple decoration, elegant Tiffany blue is the main color of the whole restaurant, with large bouquets of hydrangeas everywhere, the whole restaurant is full of romantic atmosphere.

Looking at the couple in the restaurant, Fang Zhiyu couldn't help but glance at the man walking beside her, and a little sweetness surged in her heart.

The two sat down by the floor-to-ceiling windows, waiting for the food to be served, when the elegant piano sound sounded in the dining room.

She casually glanced at the piano and froze.

Jiang Xiaochu was dressed in a white shirt, a black ribbon tied into a bow tie, and her fingers jumped smartly on the piano.

Xiao Junchen also saw the other party, a trace of darkness flashed in his deep pupils, and when he saw the little woman on the other side with slightly wide eyes in surprise, he narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and said coldly, "What a coincidence." ”

Fang Zhiyu glanced at him, understood something from the man's slightly gloomy face, and a trace of ripples suddenly appeared in her heart.

She deliberately raised her hand and beckoned, greeted Jiang Xiaochu with a smile, and motioned for the other party to come and sit down.

After a song, Jiang Xiaochu walked over, with a faint smile on her face, and just the right surprise in her eyes, "Zhiyu, it's a coincidence that I actually saw you here." ”

"How could you ......" Fang Zhiyu frowned, and stopped talking.

Jiang Xiaochu smiled indifferently and explained, "I work part-time here. ”

She nodded knowingly, catching a glimpse of the slightly sinking face of the man opposite, her mood became better and better, and her face was full of smiles.

"I used to think that I played the piano very well, but when I heard it today, it seems that my vision is really not wrong. ”

The other party laughed, "You have your own filter," he said, his smile was a little astringent, "If it's really powerful, how can it end up like this." ”

The smile on Fang Zhiyu's face faded, "Xiaochu, you just don't meet your talents, I believe that with your ability, you will not be ordinary." ”

Hearing the intimate salutation of the two, Xiao Junchen's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, his slender fingers had rhythmic light buttons on the table, his powerful aura was fully opened, and the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped by a few degrees.

Feeling the obvious emotional changes of the man, the smile on the corner of Fang Zhiyu's mouth became more and more obvious, and she felt that the dark cloud that had been hanging over her heart all this time had finally dissipated.

Jiang Xiaochu looked at Xiao Junchen with a slight change in his face, but he quickly returned to his senses, and said with a smile, "Don't mention those, who is this gentleman?"

Fang Zhiyu didn't think about it, "This is my husband, Xiao Junchen." ”

As soon as the words fell, she couldn't help but be stunned, her expression was a little unnaturally awkward, her eyes quickly swept over the man, and she pursed her lips slightly.

There was a slight change in the other faces on the dining table.

Xiao Junchen's action of tapping on the table stopped for a moment, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, the corners of his mouth hooked a slight arc, and he said with a slight forehead, "Hello." ”

Jiang Xiaochu and the man looked at each other, reluctantly hooked the corners of their lips, their eyes were a little obscure, and said, "Hello, I am Zhiyu's college friend, Jiang Xiaochu." ”

The man suddenly raised his hand and took Fang Zhiyu Lou into his arms, as if swearing sovereignty, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, "Zhiyu's friend is my friend, Mr. Jiang, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can just look for me, just thank Mr. Jiang for taking care of him when he was in college." ”

The man also deliberately accentuated the words "just look for me".

Jiang Xiaochu naturally understood the meaning of the man's words and excluded him, the lighter the smile on his face, and said with a chuckle, "Mr. Xiao is polite, Zhiyu is my good friend, and there is nothing to take care of." ”

Fang Zhiyu sat silently next to him, watching the man squint his eyes, his eyes were slightly dark, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

The two men looked at each other, there seemed to be invisible sparks jumping in the air, and after a pause for a few seconds, Jiang Xiaochu suddenly spoke, "Zhiyu, I still remember when we were in college, we performed together on the school anniversary, I don't know, now I have no honor, please play a song on stage with me." ”

Fang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, unconsciously glanced at Xiao Junchen, and was about to refuse, when the man suddenly got up, glanced at Jiang Xiaochu coldly and condescendingly, and said, "Can you play the Turkish rondo of "Liang Zhu"?"

She nodded, and before she could speak, she was grabbed by the man's waist.

The man's deep voice sounded in his ears, "I'm in a good mood today, and I am allowed to play a song together." ”

She was taken to the piano by the man and sat down together.

Jiang Xiaochu's inquiry was forgotten in the air, looking at the two people who were intimate, his eyes were slightly heavy, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

The two of them are talented and beautiful, and they are in an extremely intimate posture, and the eyes of many people in the restaurant are immediately attracted.

Seeing this, the restaurant manager quickly notified and dimmed the lights in the entire hall, and a beam of follow-up lights was laid vertically, illuminating the two people in the center of the stage.

Fang Zhiyu's long eyelashes drooped slightly, leaving a dark shadow under her eyes, her eyes were on the black and white piano keys, but what lingered in her heart was the handsome appearance of a man.

The low piano sound sounded, and the man began to play, Fang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and raised her hand to follow with a little slow half-beat.

One voice is soft and gentle, the other is as low as the sea, but it is unexpectedly harmonious, like two butterflies intertwining and dancing.

The rest of the restaurant also silently stopped, attracted by the music.