Chapter Seventy-Two: Zhong Nanji, How Did He Come
The sudden confession made Su Mian's whole person blinded.
Although she already knew Yu Sheng's intentions for her, it was clear that the two were still discussing Zhong Nanshu at the last moment.
Why did it become his confession in the next second?
The transformation was too fast, and Su Mian didn't know how to react for a while.
She looked at Yu Sheng like this, stunned.
Yu Sheng looked at her and asked again.
He looked into her eyes, full of tenderness, "Mianmian, I like you, from the moment Meow Meow brought you to me, I fell in love with you, you had a boyfriend before, I didn't dare to say, now that you're alone, I can't wait any longer." ”
"You," he looked at her, his heart starting to get nervous, "would you like to?"
His confession is heartwarming.
But Su Mian knew very well his feelings for Yu Sheng.
She also likes him, but this kind of liking has nothing to do with the love between men and women.
Just plain like.
It's like a sister to an older brother.
"Brother Yu," Su Mian said softly, "I actually know your intentions, and it was Meow Meow who told me." ”
"Then you ......"
"I like you very much too," Su Mian looked at Yu Sheng's eyes, "But this kind of liking is not the kind of liking that women like men, you are Meowmeow's brother, and in my heart, it is also my eldest brother." ”
Yu Sheng's eyes changed from bright to gloomy, and his heart began to sour.
Su Mian continued, "Moreover, I don't want to talk about the relationship between men and women for the time being, I also like to live alone now, and I think it's very good." ”
Yu Sheng looked at her distressedly, "Mianmian, I'm in a hurry, I'm sorry." ”
"Brother Yu, you're right, it's my own problem. ”
"Mianmian," Yu Sheng called her name softly, "Since you don't want to now, I can wait until the day you figure it out, okay?"
Su Mian shook his head, "Brother Yu, don't be like this, I ......"
Yu Sheng reached over, grabbed her hand on the table, and eagerly interrupted her, "Don't refuse me in such a hurry, you don't want to talk about feelings for the time being, and I won't force you, I can wait, but Mianmian, you have to give me a little hope......"
Su Mian looked at Yu Sheng.
Thinking of all the kindness he had to her in the past, I couldn't bear to refuse anymore.
However, she knew that if she didn't refuse completely, the more she would hurt Yu Sheng.
She took a deep breath and pulled out the hand he was holding, she looked into his eyes, "I'm sorry Brother Yu." ”
......
In the private room on the second floor, Wen Wan was ordering.
After she glanced at it a few times, she looked up at the man sitting opposite, she pretended not to see his gloomy face, and asked him with a smile, "Brother Nanji, do you like garlic lobster or steamed?"
Zhong Nanshu said lightly, "Today is your birthday, come according to your taste." ”
Seeing that he was willing to speak, Wen Wan was very happy.
"Let's steam," Wen Wan's voice was full of excitement.
Next, if she didn't order a dish, she would ask Zhong Nanji what she meant first.
It's just that she still doesn't understand this man.
Other women besides Su Mian and the old lady are all symbols of trouble in Zhong Nanji's eyes.
Wen Wan asked him over and over again, and Zhong Nanji's patience was slowly being consumed.
But out of politeness, he patiently replied to her, "As you like." ”
Wen Wan didn't seem to notice his impatience at all, and after ordering the food, she asked for red wine again.
When pouring the wine, Zhong Nanji refused, "I want to drive." ”
Wen Wan smiled and said, "Let's find a substitute driver, it is very convenient to substitute a driver now." ”
Zhong Nanshu raised his eyes and looked at her, his gaze calm, "I've been feeling unwell lately, and I don't want to drink." ”
His tone was visibly cold.
There was also obvious displeasure.
The smile on Wen Wan's face froze, but she quickly reacted, "Brother Nanji, you are so busy every day, you must pay attention to your body." ”
Zhong Nanshu nodded, there was no superfluous expression on that cold and hard face.
This meal, eating a little dull.
From the beginning to the end, Wen Wan kept looking for something to say, and Zhong Nanjun occasionally replied to her with an 'um' from her nostrils.
After eating, the two came down from the second floor one after the other.
As she passed through the hall on the first floor, Wen Wan sensitively noticed Zhong Nanji's gaze sweeping over a certain position in the hall.
The place was vacant, and it was clear that the person had gone.
When he retracted his gaze, his feet were noticeably faster than before.
Wen Wan, who was wearing high heels, struggled to follow, and almost trotted to follow him to the car.
Zhong Nanshu stopped, looked back at Wen Wan, and his thin lips opened lightly, "There will be a car to send you back in a while." I was in a bit of a hurry to leave beforehand. ”
After speaking, without giving Wen Wan a chance to speak, she pulled the car door and got into the car directly.
The car started quickly, and in the next second, like an arrow from the string, it got onto the road from the parking space on the side.
In the blink of an eye, the silver-gray Bentley had disappeared from the gentle sight.
She stood still, not moving.
His eyes were fixed on the direction of the Bentley's departure, and the smile on his face slowly cooled.
The fingers pinching the delicate handbag unconsciously tightened, tightened, tightened.
She didn't stop until her fingertips were white.
"Why?" she muttered, her eyes red, "where am I not as good as her?"
......
Yu Sheng sent Su Mian to the bottom of the apartment building.
The two stopped, and Su Mian looked back at Yu Sheng behind him, "Brother Yu, thank you for tonight's dinner, I like it very much." ”
Yu Sheng smiled bitterly, his voice was disappointed, "If you like it, when Meow Meow comes back, I'll take you to eat." ”
Su Mian said half-jokingly, "I thought I rejected you, and you won't love me in the future." ”
Yu Sheng glanced at her helplessly, raised his hand, knocked on her smooth head with his slender fingers, and said with half regret and half distress, "I really don't want to hurt, who made you blind? “
Su Mian took advantage of the situation and praised him, "Yes, yes, my brother is the most handsome and rich, but I am blind, I will go to the ophthalmology department tomorrow to see my eyes." ”
Yu Sheng couldn't cry or laugh, "Do you dare to be poor?"
Su Mian smiled at him flatteringly, "I'm afraid that you will be angry and ignore me in the future." ”
"No, it won't. Yu Sheng raised his hand and rubbed it on her head, "In my heart, you are as important as Meow Meow." ”
"Well, you will be my brother from now on. ”
Yu Sheng sighed and smiled helplessly, "You little girl, you directly blocked my back road, and you won't have a chance in the future, right?"
Su Mian said bitterly, "There is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love my dog's tail grass." ”
Yu Sheng was amused.
The uncomfortable feeling in my heart has eased a lot.
The two chatted for a while, and Su Mian went upstairs.
Yu Sheng stood where he was, smoked a cigarette, and saw that the lights upstairs were on, so he turned around and left with confidence.
Not long after he drove away, a silver-gray Bentley drove in.
The car was parked under the apartment where Su Mian lived, and after the man got out of the car, he took a cigarette case out of the car.
Take out one, light it, and bite it at the corner of your lip.
Such a very simple and casual action, when he did it, it looked so good and made people's hearts move.
Chapter Seventy-Two
is different from the seriousness and indifference in the group during the day, Zhong Nanjun, who has a cigarette butt in his mouth at this moment, is a little more ruffian.
His eyes narrowed, and after taking a puff, he took the cigarette from the corner of his lips.
His slender fingers gently pinched the cigarette butt, and the other hand reached into the car and took out the phone.
Holding the mobile phone in one hand, and the other hand holding the cigarette butt slid the screen, opened the address book and called up Su Mian's mobile phone number.
But at the moment of the point, he hesitated.
After thinking about it, he then exited the address book and clicked on WeChat.
Her avatar is a cartoon character who is as cute as she is.
To make it easier to send a message, he bit the cigarette back into the corner of his lip and tapped his slender fingers on the screen.
Chung rarely sends messages to others.
In his opinion, messaging is a waste of time and an inefficient behavior.
Whether it is in life or work, he likes to be direct and effective.
Either face-to-face or over the phone.
He demanded the same from his subordinates, and under his influence, the entire Chung Group employees became accustomed to this efficient model.
But he is not facing his subordinate employees today.
He was facing Su Mian.
This woman is timid, sensitive and stubborn.
What's more, she doesn't want to see him now.
Zhong Nanshu knew in her heart that if he called her directly, she would definitely hang up without hesitation.
There is also the possibility of a direct shutdown.
The apartment building has an access control, and he doesn't have a key, so he can't go straight to the door.
The only way to do that is to send a message.
Zhong Nanji is a man with a lot of action, and after a few seconds, the message has been sent......
......
In the apartment, Su Mian was boiling water in the kitchen.
When the water boiled, she poured the water into the kettle, made herself another cup of lemon tea, and walked out.
Walked to the couch and sat down, reached out to pick up the remote control, just turned on the TV, and heard the phone ring.
It is the voice that received WeChat.
Every day, she receives a lot of push messages from the WeChat public account, and she thought it was the same this time, so she didn't care.
Holding the remote control to change to her favorite channel, the TV happened to be playing her favorite TV series.
She kicked off her slippers and sat cross-legged on the couch, reaching for the pillow and holding it in her arms.
My eyes were fixed on the TV and I watched.
Just as I was looking at it, I suddenly remembered a knock on the door.
Su Mian was stunned for a moment, then took his eyes off the TV screen and looked in the direction of the apartment door.
She held her breath and listened.
There was no movement other than the sound on the TV.
Just when Su Mian thought that he had just had an auditory hallucination, there was a knock on the door again.
This time, Su Mian listened really well.
It was her apartment door ringing.
She subconsciously raised her eyes and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost half past ten.
I can't help but feel a pang in my heart, who will come to this point?
She hurriedly got off the sofa, too late to put on her slippers.
I tiptoed behind the apartment door, opened the cat's eye, and glanced forward.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look directly scared her.
There are no demons or monsters outside the door.
But there is a man who is more terrible than demons and monsters.
Zhong Nanji, why did he come?