Rong Qian replied blankly: "Aren't we together?"

Mo Zun didn't bother to pay attention to her, he ordered some on the menu at random, and then returned the menu to the waiter, "Another bottle of wine." After saying this, he seemed to suddenly remember: "By the way, do you have a violin player in the restaurant? ”

"Okay, please wait. The waiter smiled most flatteringly and politely stepped back.

The door of the box was closed, Mo Zun leaned back in the chair, his wild eyes were as calm as a silent lake, staring at Rong Qian: "I said are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid for me?"

The weather in Xinzhou is really different from Nanjiang, the sky is already twilight, and the afterglow of the sunset seems to be very unwilling to fall, trying to bloom the last light to dye half of the sky red.

It was already evening, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were halfway open, and a cool breeze blew in.

But even so, Rong Qian still felt the temperature and heat here.

Her eyes flickered lightly, her eyelashes fluttered like dragonfly wings, and her palms supported her earlobes and turned her head away, avoiding Mo Zun's gaze.

Mo Zun sneered, and said directly: "What is the relationship between you and me? What do you call those people to do? Do you want to be a light bulb? Or do you like to mess with them in Nanjiang?"

Mo Zun's temper is really bad sometimes, and I don't know if it's because Rong Qian thinks too much or something else, listening to his tail note, implying irony, she flashed the last photo incident in her mind.

What he doesn't like, he doesn't allow others to touch.

And is that really the case?

Rong Qian would rather be dull than use his brain to get to the bottom of things and think things through...... She thinks that this is good, no matter whether Mo Zun has a strong desire to control or not, she will leave in the end, that's it!

The mobile phone suddenly broke the silence, and it was a shallow mobile phone.

Her eyebrows moved lightly, put down her hand and found the mobile phone from her bag, and when she saw the number, she remembered the phone Rong Tingting had made before.

Rong Qian slid away to answer, and sure enough, Rong Tingting's voice was already difficult to suppress her anger, and she asked, "Rong Qian, what's the matter with you, why haven't you arrived for so long?"

Rong Qian glanced at Mo Zun, she didn't put the speakerphone, not sure if the other party could hear it, she tried her best to calm down and said, "I'm not in Nanjiang." ”

"What?"

Rong Qian held up her mobile phone a little farther away, and she was hesitating whether she should leave the box and go out to answer.

Then I heard Mo Zun ask, "Who?"

The distance between the dining tables was only three feet away, and Mo Zun's simple question was passed through the microphone, and Rong Tingting's tone immediately changed, asking: "Who is it? Is it brother-in-law?"

Rong Qian's eyes flashed slightly, and before she could answer, Song Tingting asked: "Rong Qian, are you with your brother-in-law?—— you just said that you were not in Nanjiang, so where are you?"

Rong Qian opened his face, "Xinzhou ......"

Rong Tingting's wishful thinking in her mind was very accurate, and she almost didn't have Rong Qian's consent, so she said: "Xinzhou is good, it just happened to be snowing in Nanjiang these days, and it was annoying to death on a snowy day, Rong Qian, why don't I come to you?" ”

Probably the more I thought about it, the more I felt that my idea was good, Rong Tingting immediately decided: "Ah, it's decided, I'll tell my aunt when I get back, I'll call you when I arrive, hang up first!"

The eldest aunt in Rong Tingting's mouth refers to Zhao Shuangyi.

"......" Rong opened his mouth, and the phone was already cut off.

She held her mobile phone in a daze, and after a few seconds, she raised her eyes to look at Mo Zun, the corners of his eyes looked indifferently at the scenery outside the window, the hand tattooed with a black snake was on the table, awe-inspiring, and the white shirt was covered on her body, that kind of temperament was difficult for people to penetrate and look directly.

I don't know if he heard all of Rong Tingting's words?

Rong Qian was already thinking in his mind, this time he came to Xinzhou for Mo Luti, purely to play for two days, if she was really Mo Zun's wife, it would be nothing to bring her sister, but she was not, and she could follow her to Xinzhou to avoid the snowstorm, it was also purely stained.

And Rong Tingting, her mind is not pure, and Rong Qianshen is afraid that she will do something out of the ordinary and break this rare peace again.

——

The waiter brought the restaurant's special dishes, and Mo Zun ordered a lot, regardless of whether the two of them could finish it.

They were joined by two violinists, a man and a woman, who stood not far away and began to play as soon as the waiter had set the plates.

A unique musical instrument with a bit of Western charm emits a gentle melody, and the waiter waits for the wine to pour and set the chopsticks.

Mo Zun enjoyed it as a matter of course, and he picked up the wine glass next to him and rushed to Rongqian: "Come, have a drink." ”

Rong Qian's gaze withdrew from the violinist's body, and subconsciously followed, and the sound of crisp glass colliding sounded above the restaurant.

Rong Qian looked at the picture of Mo Zun slightly raising his chin and sipping wine, and a little strange felt in her heart, she couldn't tell why she felt this way for a while?

On the phone call just now, Mo Zun didn't ask again, and Rong Qian didn't explain.

It wasn't until halfway through the meal that there was a knock on the box door and the waiter went to open it.

Rong Qian wondered in his heart, Mo Zun didn't call Mo Lu and them, so who could it be?

The door opened, and a large bouquet of flowers was handed in.

The person who sent the flowers said, "May I ask who is Miss Rong Qian?"

Rong Qian put down the fork, obviously did not answer, the person who sent the flowers seemed to lock on to her at a glance, and walked towards her with great certainty.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Rong Qian?"

Rong Qian nodded lightly.

Come to the human: "This is a flower that someone has ordered for you, please sign for it." ”

Rong Qian's mind didn't turn for a while, she pointed at herself, "Me?"

"It's you, with your label on it. ”

Rong Qian subconsciously took the flower, it was a large handful of roses, it seemed that it had just been cut not long ago, and the water droplets sprayed on it stayed on the petals, delicate and beautiful.

There was indeed a label in the middle of the flower, and she took it out with an English paragraph written on it......

Mayyoursmilebeasbrightasever！

Rong Qian: "......"

There was no signature at the bottom, she looked up at Mo Zun, and then at the person who sent the flowers, "Is it a mistake?" I don't have a friend's ......."

"I'll take it if I send it, didn't people say it?Miss Rong Qian!" Mo Zun, who was eating steak without caring about himself, suddenly spoke.

“……”

When all the people in the box went out, Rong Qian put the flower on her side, she felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't remember what was wrong?

When he picked up the knife and fork and ate quietly, Mo Zun asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"

"Maybe it's the wrong one, it's for someone with the same name and surname, I don't have any friends here. ”

Mo Zun raised his head and mocked mercilessly, "Do you think the people in the flower shop are all fools?"

Rong Qian frowned, her eyes were dark and clear, like a high-grade gem encroached in the transparent stream, and her innocent appearance was the easiest to capture a man's heart, and when she hit the softest place, she collapsed in an instant.

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