After the car started, Lin Jiahe didn't speak, and Wu Jue, because he suddenly lost all interest in catering or exploring, was silent for a while.

I think the number of times she has contacted him is only a handful, except for that Chinese New Year's Eve, in fact, what she said can really be recited. Leaving aside the relationship between the top boss and subordinates, the two can really only be regarded as strangers.

But two strangers, a few times of contact in general, there is always a strange atmosphere that can't be explained. As for what kind of weirdness it is, Wu Jue can't say, maybe it's mutual temptation and suspicion, or maybe it's disdain and disgust for each other for no reason.

"Get out of the car."

It wasn't until Lin Jiahe suddenly came out coldly that Wu Jue woke up from his thoughts.

She was a little stunned and followed him out of the car, only to realize that the car was parked next to a Western restaurant.

"Mr. Lin, what's the matter with you?" She finally couldn't hold her breath.

He didn't look at her, turned around, and replied lightly, "I haven't eaten yet." ”

She followed with great acquaintance. The lights of the restaurant are intertwined with the dark colors of the street, just like this world where black and white cannot be distinguished, and Lin Jiahe, who is walking in this world, seems to be always so high, just like the tall back in front of Wu Jue.

She didn't know why she was following in his footsteps so obediently? And on what basis does he demand from everyone?

At this moment, there are not many people in the western restaurant, and the melodious sound of the piano makes the room even quieter.

Roughly because Lin Jiahe was a regular customer, the young waiter politely led them to the window booth.

He flipped through the menu casually, ordered two dishes casually, and then pushed the menu to Wu Jue, motioning for her to order.

Wu Jue didn't look at the menu on the table, just looked at him with some anger.

She is really a little angry, imagine being inexplicably called into the car by an unfamiliar person, and then being led to an equally unfamiliar restaurant, and he didn't say anything, would you feel angry?

And Wu Jue's reaction seemed to be in his expectation, he casually returned the menu to the waiter, and said, "This young lady is the same as mine." ”

Look, what a self-righteous guy! The sneer in her heart almost showed her face.

"Mr. Lin, if you really have nothing to do, I'll go first." Wu Jue felt that his patience had been exhausted to the extreme, and he didn't know how he would react if he continued to sit down with Lin Jiahe inexplicably.

It's just that before she could stand up, he suddenly took out a stack of photos from somewhere and threw them on the table: "Look at these before leaving!" ”

She sat up in confusion, picked up the photo, flipped through a few random photos, and felt that her mind was starting to mess up.

How so? How could this be the case in this world?

"This is your manager of that good husband and father." There was a mockery in his tone that could not be concealed, "A man who has to sell his company for the sake of his wife and daughter, but still has spare time to support his lover, I want to see if I am really unkind." ”

Wu Jue knew that Lin Jiahe didn't lie to her, and there was no need to find a few photos to deceive her. The manager of the photo is still the same appearance she saw in the supermarket, tender and considerate, but the person next to him is not the sickly woman that day, but a slightly younger woman, who looks very beautiful and generous.

She really didn't expect that the manager of a good husband and father would have a lover.

"He's a guy who can win the sympathy of others." Lin Jiahe still had that mocking tone, "Even you, a subordinate who has only been in the company for a year, will speak for him, and ...... Blame me regardless of my identity. ”

Wu Jue was a little overwhelmed for a while, and after half a sound, he reacted and asked, "Why are you showing me this?" ”

This time, it was Lin Jiahe who was slightly stunned, probably not expecting that she would suddenly ask this question, and naturally did not prepare an answer, there was a moment of anger on his face, but it was only an instant, he returned to normal, with a little habitual arrogance and sneer: "Because I don't want to bear the charge of indifference, ruthlessness and mercenary because of this kind of person." ”

Hearing these two words, Wu Jue couldn't help but want to sneer, so his tone was a little harsh: "Indifferent and ruthless mercenary, isn't Mr. Lin?" ”

It's just that her deliberateness obviously didn't affect him, he just shrugged his shoulders and downplayed it back: "This is a necessary quality for a businessman." As long as you have your own moral bottom line, it's fine. ”

"Then have you ever thought that this quality of yours may hurt many people, even fatally?" Even she couldn't tell whether the tone of her words was a simple question or a hidden reproach.

"You mean your former manager?" He asked her rhetorically.

She was stunned for a moment, shook her head, and smiled: "Actually, I don't care about him." ”

She's telling the truth, what is the manager's future and what does it matter to her? What she thought was, if it weren't for Lin Jiahe's indifference and ruthlessness, how could she possibly sit here and sit in front of him?

The atmosphere was even more frozen in an instant, as if there was broken ice floating around, and the cracking sound could be heard.

Fortunately, the timely appearance of the waiter broke this situation that made her at a loss. The young boy expertly opened the wine for them.

Wu Jue's knowledge in this area is very poor, and at a glance, he only knows that he probably doesn't know which year of Lafite.

She didn't plan to drink, firstly because she was not interested, and secondly, the atmosphere was not suitable for drinking.

Lin Jiahe didn't have much of an opinion on her indifference, just raised the corners of his mouth without a trace, and casually raised his cup and drank it.

His drinking posture is very elegant, accompanied by the flow of the piano, the blur of the lights, and the noble atmosphere is natural.

Wu Jue felt that he was a little burned, cramped and uneasy.

What a weird dinner, she thought. Obviously, it looks like a couple of men and women who have met so far, but they only say a few words from beginning to end. She didn't even take a sip of food, and he only drank most of the bottle of wine sullenly, and the food on the table didn't move much.

The atmosphere between the two people was cold from beginning to end, as if they were separated by a ravine, and no one planned to take the initiative to cross it.

Wu Jue didn't know what Lin Jiahe was thinking, just like tonight, she couldn't figure it out, he made a special trip to wait for her at the intersection where she lived, but just to show her these photos that had nothing to do with her.

It was precisely because she had never been able to guess what he was thinking, so she was always cautious, not daring to rush towards him recklessly, for fear of touching his guard, and before anything began, she was scarred.

And she thought that Lin Jiahe was probably because he couldn't see through her, so when facing her, he always showed a little impetuousness and impatience without a trace.

She sometimes even wondered if they had become each other's imaginary enemies a long time ago, which is why such strange scenes appeared repeatedly.

After the meal, the clock in the restaurant was already pointing to nine o'clock.

Lin Jiahe wiped his mouth elegantly and showed a very faint smile to Wu Jue. Maybe it was a few glasses of wine, and his complexion looked much more relaxed, no longer the impatient look of freezing and freezing before.

"I'll send you back." He paid the bill, got up and said to her.

She nodded, answered, and walked out with him.

On this night, Wu Jue was almost like a marionette being held by him, and he didn't know what to think about at all.

After getting into the car, he lit the fire, and the car vibrated slightly, she thought he would drive immediately, but she didn't expect him to suddenly turn his head and look at her.

The warm yellow light in the car made her see his expression clearly.

Of course, he still has no expression, and the stamina of red wine is not reflected on his face, but those eyes are different from usual, and at this moment it seems that there is a faint flame hidden, and there is a kind of oppression that eats people.

His face grew closer, so close that the smell of red wine from his exhale mixed into her breath. But he never spoke, just looked at her like that.

In this narrow space, such an unbelievably close proximity couldn't help but make Wu Jue a little nervous.

Until she was about to say something to resolve this crampedness, he suddenly spoke: "What have I done to make you hate me so much?" ”

It is a tone with indignation and unwillingness.

It turned out that her hatred for him was already so obvious that even if it was only a few contacts, it made him feel it. Or, Lin Jiahe is too much like some plants that are too sensitive, and the slightest wind and grass will kill the grass and trees.

"I didn't hate you." Wu Jue almost subconsciously denied his words, without any affection.

She wasn't very good at talking, but I told this lie so naturally that it seemed like I had rehearsed it many times.

"Really?" He was closer to her, a smile blooming in the corners of his eyes, and his expression was a little confused.

Wu Jue realized that he might be drunk, and he didn't dare to look at him directly, so he could only dodge his face to the other side, put his hand on his shoulder, wanting to distance himself from him, and then tried to make his voice appear calm: "Mr. Lin, you are drunk." ”

He sneered lowly, as if he was very disdainful of her words, and then pulled down her hand and grabbed it, his face almost touching her ear: "Wu Jue, don't you always look at me when you speak?" Why don't you watch it now? Don't dare? ”

Wu Jue is not a person who is easily provoked, but his self-righteousness made her rebel for no reason, so she simply turned her head.

In the small car, she had no way to adjust her posture, not to mention that her hand was held by him, and she couldn't break free at all.

When she turned her head to wipe his face, and her eyes just met him, he suddenly came over, like a phantom covering all of Wu Jue's sight.

Caught off guard, she couldn't avoid his sudden kiss.