Chapter 37: Girlfriend

A week ago, Zhuo Yuanhang was assigned by his eldest brother to deal with an acquisition abroad, during that time in the UK, his mind flashed from time to time with Bei Xiaorou's soft and shallow face, Zhuo Sangongzi tasted the taste of longing for the first time, so a hundred claws scratched his heart, and lived like a year. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the evening of returning to China, he called Pei Xiaorou and cautiously said that he had something very important to say, and invited her to dinner tomorrow night.

A heart was slightly tense because of anticipation, Zhuo Yuanhang instructed the secretary to book a French restaurant with the best environment, and always followed the man who took the initiative, and he didn't want to wait for a moment, intending to convey his mind as soon as possible.

It was getting dark, and at seven o'clock in the night, the street lamps lit up the streets, and the sleek Lamborghini sports car stopped at the Grand Sophia Hotel.

Pei Xiaorou didn't expect him to bring herself here, she was a little stunned for a while, and was passively led by him all the way to the gorgeous and elegant restaurant on the top floor. The unique panoramic view design makes it easy to take in the night view outside the window.

At night, the city shines brightly against the backdrop of neon lights.

Bei Xiaorou sat on the private seat by the window, covering her lips lightly to restrain herself from exclaiming. She opened her eyes wide, her clear eyes staring at the beautiful scenery as bright as the stars outside the window, holding her breath and not daring to breathe hard.

Zhuo Yuanhang, who was sitting opposite, his eyes reflected the candlelight lit on the table, shining like stars, staring at her undisguised intoxicated expression, and his eyes became more and more eager.

The man who was two tables away calmly looked away from Zhuo Yuanhang, and he didn't want to pay much attention to it, but when he saw the woman opposite him, looking at the familiar side face of the night scene outside the window, he paused his gaze.

Looking at the unpretentious surprise and admiration on the woman's face, Lei Ziqian's eyes softened, and his originally calm and detached face was followed by a slightly doting smile.

Then he turned his gaze to look at Zhuo Yuanhang, not missing the obvious love in his eyes, his dark eyes suddenly became sharp, shooting straight at him, pursing his lips, and his handsome face looked very unhappy.

The hostility in his eyes was too strong, and Zhuo Yuanhang looked over Bei Xiaorou's shoulder in his direction as if he felt something. She raised her eyebrows and stared directly at him, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she smiled pleasantly and defiantly.

Lei Ziqian frowned, his face sank a little, and even the aura around him was a little condensed.

Shen Mushi, who was sitting opposite him, had neat short hair lined with bright facial features, and there was a neat and heroic air between his eyebrows and eyes.

She raised her red wine glass, raised her eyes at Lei Ziqian with the corners of her lips raised, and wanted to have another drink with him, but she unexpectedly saw him look unhappy, and her eyes were staring intently at a certain place.

With doubts in his heart, he turned his head to follow his gaze, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his eyes slid over Bei Xiaorou, not taking her in his eyes at all.

Turning her head, she took a sip of red wine lightly, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly, "I didn't expect to meet Zhuo Sangongzi again as soon as I returned to China, Ziqian, you also know him?" ā€

Lei Ziqian frowned slightly, retracted his gaze and looked at her, "Zhuo San Gongzi? ā€

Shen Mushi nodded, stretched out her hand and brushed the hair on her shoulder, "The third son of Zhuo Yang Group has always been a mystery about his whereabouts, and few people have seen him. If he hadn't come forward to buy the Tensford department store, I wouldn't have recognized him. ā€

Although he guessed that Zhuo Yuanhang's identity should not be simple, Lei Ziqian was still a little surprised, even if he was unwilling to take over the Lei family, he still knew that Zhuo Yang, an opponent who was also an enemy and a friend.

His eyes fell on the table again, looking at the dazzling happy smile on Zhuo Yuanhang's face, the man's dark eyes were dark, and the light under his eyes was obscure.

Seeing that his face was becoming more and more gloomy, Shen Mushi's heart became even more puzzled, and she turned her gaze to the place separated by two tables again.

A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she frowned, finally casting her gaze on the woman she had been ignoring, with her back to them. With her long black and silky hair and straight, thin shoulders, she could almost imagine an ordinary female face.

Pursing her lips slightly, she secretly pondered this possibility.

Different from the two of them, the atmosphere on Zhuo Yuanhang's side is very good. It was the first time for Pei Xiaorou to eat such a delicious French meal, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were satisfied, especially when she ate this special dessert, she was even more amazed, and professionally discussed the method with the man opposite.

Zhuo Yuanhang always stared at her gently, and he also answered her questions. Looking at her frowning seriously from time to time, and occasionally smiling happily, I only felt that her heart was full of tenderness, and the light in her eyes became more and more hot.

Bei Xiaorou saw him staring straight at him, thinking that he had something on his face, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch his face, and then looked at him inquiringly.

Those clear eyes were like a fountain, flowing from Zhuo Yuanhang's heart, he could no longer restrain the throbbing in his heart, leaned over slightly, put away the lazy smile on his face, and stared at her seriously, "You know, I'm really fascinated by you." ā€

Bei Xiaorou's hand touching her face stayed on her lips, her mouth slightly open, and she looked at him with a stunned expression.

This confused and stupid look was very cute in Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes.

He got up from the chair suddenly, crossed the table and gently held her hand to his lips in the palm of his hand, and gently kissed the back of his soft and white hand, his shining eyes with a hot light, "I think, I like you." ā€

Bei Xiaorou was stunned by his sudden movements, looking at the man who didn't look like a joke at all, her heart was confused, and she sat in her position in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Lei Ziqian, who had been paying attention to them, saw him suddenly lean over and grab Bei Xiaorou's hand and drop a kiss, the anger in his black eyes suddenly rose out, his lips pursed into a cold arc, and the breath around him was cold for a moment.

He couldn't sit still anymore and stood up, and under Shen Mushi's stunned gaze, he walked straight over, and grabbed the small hand that Zhuo Yuanhang held in his hand tightly, and his black eyes shot at him as sharp as a knife with cold anger.

Bei Xiaorou raised her head slightly, looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her in surprise, blinked, and after a while, her eyes flashed with surprise.

It's a pity that the man's mind is all about destroying the opponent, and he doesn't care about looking back at her.

Shen Mushi also walked behind Lei Ziqian, stood aside, and looked coldly at the thin Bei Xiaorou, because of the man's possessiveness towards her, hostility appeared in her eyes.

The confession was abruptly interrupted, Zhuo Yuanhang was also full of anger, not to be outdone, glared back at him, straightened up and put his hands in his pockets, and mocked: "Mr. Lei doesn't know that disturbing other people's dates is a very ungraceful behavior?" ā€

Two equally good-looking men confronted each other, and the commotion had already attracted the attention of the guests at the nearby tables, and everyone had curiosity in their eyes.

The person in charge of the restaurant stepped forward at this time, wanting to persuade him with good words, but he was glared at by Lei Ziqian's gloomy gaze, and he broke out in a cold sweat in an instant, and he didn't dare to step forward again.

Lei Ziqian pursed his lips, his face became more and more cold, his dark eyes surged with an undercurrent, and after a while, he said in a cold voice, "You behave like this to my girlfriend, is it possible to expect me to turn a blind eye?" ā€