151. Roses, candles, rings, like?
In one of the most tranquil corners of the restaurant, a square table sits in the center of a delicate cluster of fresh roses, champagne, red wine and goblets, which reflect the dazzling light of the stars under the warm yellow glow of crystal lamps.
The delicate candlelight on the delicate European-style vintage carved candlestick throws this qiΔ into a dreamlike romantic space.
On the side of the table, the notes under the strings of the violinist are melodious and beautiful.
The restaurant manager led the two to the romantic corner by the window specially prepared for them, and Tang Yong saw this qiΔ, and he also seemed to smile at the corners of his lips.
Xia Fanjin's face was gradually covered with a layer of pink, so grand, as if she was proposing, roses, candlelight dinner, yes, does she have to take out a ring and kneel......
Thinking of such a picture, Xia Fanjin's only shyness was gone, and he laughed unconsciously.
Tang Yong glanced at her, "What are you laughing at?" β
Xia Fanjin cleared his throat and said, "It's nothing." β
The manager stood aside and asked politely and respectfully, "This young lady, are you still satisfied with our arrangement?" β
"......" This should also be asked in front of Tang Yong?
Xia Fanjin couldn't argue at this time, so he could only say stiffly: "That...... Let's remove the violin. β
"Okay."
Sure enough, it was the uncle who gave the money this year, and this meal was also a few thousand, and the manager immediately asked people to remove the violin when he heard it.
Tang Yong suddenly stopped him, "No," he looked at Xia Fanjin's face, "Since you are so hearted, why do you want to withdraw?" β
Xia Fanjin touched her nose, she didn't know if it was good or not......
She was so close to him that she suddenly heard him chuckle, very low and fleeting, but she caught it, and she could feel that he was in a good mood now.
She pursed her lips, let him take her hand to the seat, pulled out a chair for her, and waited for her to sit down before sitting down Tang Yong sat down and sat down opposite her.
Tang Yong at this moment is undoubtedly the most gentlemanly and gentle appearance she has ever seen.
On his face, he smiled lightly, clear and elegant, and the well-fitting suit made his figure surprisingly perfect, and his movements were elegant and polite, like a gentleman who came out of the Middle European Century.
He sat down, and a waiter stepped forward to ask if he was drinking red wine or champagne, Xia Fanjin thought about it, there was nothing to celebrate, or drink red wine.
"Red wine."
"Red wine."
The two replied in unison.
The waiter opened a bottle of Lafite, and Tang Yong raised his eyebrows, "So reluctant?" β
Xia Fanjin smiled, "I have money, although I don't have as much money as you." β
Tang Yong didn't say anything, but as far as he knew, Xia Fanjin used all the money to pay off his debts at the beginning of the year, and later bought some savings and bought a car, and he received some advertising endorsements and activities in the past three months.
But compared to ordinary people, she is also a little rich woman.
Tang Yong raised his eyebrows, indicating that he agreed with her statement.
In the goblet, the dark and translucent red liquid swayed, and the waiter was about to pour wine for Xia Fanjin, but was stopped by Tang Yong, "She doesn't drink, give her a glass of orange juice." β
"Okay."
Xia Fanjin twisted his eyebrows, "Why can't I drink it?" β
"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Tang Yong took a sip of red wine.
Xia Fanjin didn't say much, Ren Yingsheng removed the red wine and champagne goblet on her right hand, and served her a glass of orange juice after a while.
The sound of the violin was behind Xia Fanjin's left, and the adaptation god was still waiting respectfully on both sides, Xia Fanjin always looked to the side with a vague look, and there were a lot fewer words.
Tang Yong saw that there were others, and she couldn't let go of herself, so she dismissed the idle people.
In the end, only the two of them remained.
Xia Fanjin smiled at him, held up the cup of orange juice with one hand, raised his eyebrows gently, and smiled at him, "Cheers." β
"Why?" Tang Yong was in a state of satisfaction throughout the whole process, and he was in a good mood, his magnetic voice was low and gentle, but he could hear that he was in good spirits.
He raised his glass and touched her.
Xia Fanjin drank orange juice with a smile and said, "No why, happy." β
The lines on Tang Yong's face were soft, and he didn't speak, seeing that Xia Fanjin only drank orange juice and didn't eat anything.
I couldn't help frowning, "Why don't you eat?" β
Xia Fanjin looked at the dessert and foie gras, although he was hungry, he couldn't muster his appetite, "I'm too tired to eat it." β
Tang Yong glanced at her, reached out and took the plate containing foie gras in front of her, cut it elegantly with a knife and fork, cut off a few pieces and handed it to her, "Eat a few bites." β
Although the tone is not strong, it cannot be refused.
ββ¦β¦ All right. Xia Fanjin ate in small bites.
Tang Yong suddenly asked her, "You said that Chu Mojing looked for you that day?" β
Xia Fanjin paused, raised his head, and nodded for a long time.
"In the future, she won't have to see you directly."
"Why?"
Tang Yong glanced up at her, "How can there be so many why?" β
Xia Fanjin pursed his lips, "Then what questions do I have?" β
Tang Yong put down the knife and fork and looked at her, Xia Fanjin was speechless by him, lowered his head, and pretended to eat as if nothing happened.
But he could hear him say, "Ask me." β
Xia Fanjin was stunned for a moment, and met his dark and deep eyes, clear and clear, and could not see a trace of hesitation and falsehood.
Because he never disdained.
Xia Fanjin smiled, pursed his lips, and smiled.
Instead, as if she had something to say, looking at him, she suddenly felt thirsty, and she picked up the orange juice and took a big sip.
Only then did he purse his lips, lean back in the chair, and asked him, "Are Lin Zeqin and Du Yisheng your best friends?" You can also keep silent......"
"Hmm." Tang Yong replied.
"That ......" Xia Fanjin played with the cup, his eyes were fixed on the orange juice, he didn't look at him, he was silent for two seconds, as if organizing the wording, "Your previous ...... Girlfriend, do you know them? β
Xia Fanjin found that he was still very awkward when he asked this question, and he felt naΓ―ve.
Now is now, why does she always want to know about her past, especially whether he took Chu Mojing to meet his friend.
It was because Tang Yong had never proposed to let her integrate into his circle before, and Chu Mojing's words made her feel a little hurt, but what was the reason for this time?
Knowing his thoughts, knowing that he wanted to introduce her to a friend, he began to mind if his previous woman had the same treatment as her?
Sure enough, love always makes people unsatisfied, Tang Yong is right, jealousy lowers IQ.
Women always care about these things unconsciously, but in fact, they just care.
She also admitted that a man like Tang Yong, she was attracted to him, and his appearance also accounted for a large factor, just because he was too outstanding, good-looking, and successful in his career, he was simply a symbol of thousands of perfect men, so if she wanted to be her woman, she would inevitably bear more psychological pressure.
But she didn't want to be what she hated.
Xia Fanjin suddenly felt a little sullen and irritable, and just wanted to say that she didn't want to know anymore, but she didn't ask anymore in the past.
Tang Yong had already opened his mouth to answer her, "No." β
Calm and calm, without the slightest hesitation.
It is undeniable that when Tang Yong was young and vigorous, there were many women, and the only serious one was Chu Mojing, in fact, she couldn't say that she was serious, but her mentality was different.
When friends get together, they usually bring women, but they can really be a lover or meet with their friends, but they are all people who can say hello, no.
Even if it is two simple words, Xia Fanjin believes it unconditionally.
She couldn't help but smile briskly at the corners of her mouth, and she herself felt as if it was too obvious, so she cleared her throat and said indifferently: "I'm just asking." β
Tang Yong knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression, but he didn't debunk it.
Xia Fanjin turned his head, looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside the window, he felt that he was in a strange mood, and under the street lamp, the figure was elongated, and gradually became shorter with the pace of walking.
Tonight's A city is still prosperous, but it is much more beautiful in her eyes.
It's just that if Tang Yong occasionally reacts enthusiastically, she thinks she should feel better.
However, that is not the Tang Yong she knows, even if he is ecstatic in his heart, he can always be indifferent.
This should be the reason for the different experiences, he is a man who is about to stand up, a mature iron-fisted entrepreneur, and she is just a young woman in society who has just graduated from college for less than a year.
"Are you done eating?"
Xia Fanjin was holding his chin and looking out the window, heard his voice, turned around, and nodded: "Well, are you leaving?" β
After speaking, Tang Yong had already gotten up, and he was about to take out his wallet, Xia Fanjin said, "I'll pay." β
"Really?" Tang Yong's deep eyes looked at her, as if he was smiling.
Xia Fanjin, "Of course. β
Tang Yong saw that she was happy, and he didn't rob her.
Walking out of the restaurant, Xia Fanjin naturally grabbed him and blocked half of his face behind his strong arms.
Tang Yong drove a black Rolls-Royce today, and at night, he drove out of the parking space like light and shadow.
Xia Fanjin sat in the co-pilot, looking at the street lamp, his flickering side face, after getting into the car, the two of them were silent, but the atmosphere was not embarrassing.
Xia Fanjin looked out the window, drowsiness gradually hit, she turned her head to look at him before she fell asleep, and put her hand on his forearm holding the steering wheel, "I'm very happy today." β
Tang Yong looked at her glasses from the rearview mirror and squeezed her hand into the palm of his hand, "Hmm." β
Xia Fanjin smiled, he was used to such a silent response to him, and his generous and warm palm explained it.
Leaning on the saddle, Xia Fanjin still couldn't resist the sleepiness, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Tang Yong turned his head sideways to look at her head that began to tilt to the left, and reached out to put his hand on her face, supporting her head.
The thumb touched her smooth, somewhat cool skin, gently caressing it back and forth.
He looked at her closed eyes, her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked tired.
Tang Yong suddenly slowed down and parked the car on the side of the road.
Straightening her head, he reached out and pulled out a rose from the left door.
This was taken from the table when he was leaving, taking advantage of her inattention.
The dim street lamp shone into the car, Tang Yong's clear face looked indifferent and affectionate, he was staring intently at the roses in his hand, one by one, carefully breaking the sharp thorns on the flower branches.
After checking one side again, there were indeed no thorns that could hurt the skin, and he put the rose in the left hand of Xia Fanjin, who had fallen asleep.
With his long arm stretched, he opened the locker in the car and pulled out a blue velvet box from inside.
Xi Ye said that the ultimate expectation of a woman from love to marriage is roses, diamonds, candlelight dinners, and romantic proposals.
He looked at the box in his hand, opened it, and a diamond ring with a simple style and exquisite cut was lying in the box.
Tang Yong handed the ring to Xia Fanjin and poured all the tenderness he had ever had in his life into it, "Do you want it?" β
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He took out the ring, looked left and right, and said lightly, "Silence is just your thoughts." β
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Tang Yong reached out and grabbed her right hand and put the ring on her ring finger, the right size.
He looked at it twice with satisfaction, it was quite suitable.
Suddenly, he felt as if something was missing, looked around, and reached out to turn on the lights in the carriage, a light light, soft but not dazzling.
Roses, candles, rings, like?
[Here's a bad news for you, dear editors asked me to change the text...... Yes, you read it right.,Change the text.,Check and correct the whole article.,That is, I want to read my own text word by word.,Change all the plots and vocabulary that don't meet the regulations.,Okay.,Today's update is so shabby.,Let me finish the text overnight.,Tonight plus more passers-by.,It's really an external cause that can't be resisted.,I'm sorry.,I'll tell you the result tomorrow.γ ps: Mr. Tang's romance, you don't understand! It seems that a man with low emotional intelligence has unlimited potential......]