Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's smile, Zheng Xue put down the spoon in her hand, she seemed to understand that her intimidation would have no effect on Luo Zhaoyang.

And just after Zheng Xue gave up the threat to Luo Zhaoyang, her head was lowered, and her faint melancholy made Luo Zhaoyang put away her smile.

"What's the matter, I'm really not trying to make fun of you, I'm just ......"

"Don't say it, she knows what you want to say, you can laugh if you want to laugh, I know I can't do anything about you."

The strong Zheng Xue became weak in front of Luo Zhaoyang, and there was a feeling of weakness in her tone.

"You misunderstood, I really didn't mean to laugh at you, I just wanted to say that you are also angry when you are angry."

Luo Zhaoyang's words were indeed from his heart, and he was unprepared and unthinking to follow his thoughts, but when he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Zheng Xue, who had a gloomy face, suddenly became cheerful again, and a little smile began to flash on his white and red face, and the corners of his mouth that were curved outward began to turn upward.

"Really?"

"If you don't get angry, it might be even prettier." Luo Zhaoyang watched Zheng Xue's melancholy expression swept away because of his words, and he immediately added one more good word, he finally discovered that beautiful lies can also make women happy.

"Flim tongue, it's good that you don't have a rich father, otherwise you would be like Zeng Hualong back then, you might be more attentive than Zeng Hualong."

"In this way, you still know him well, can you tell him about him?" Luo Zhaoyang heard Zheng Xue mention this figure that made Luo Zhaoyang feel mysterious, and he immediately became curious.

"I don't know if he doesn't know, it was Sister Sakura who told me." Zheng Xue watched Luo Zhaoyang change the topic, she immediately followed Luo Zhaoyang's meaning, and also changed the topic, if she chased Luo Zhaoyang to ask about last night's incident, then she might make Luo Zhaoyang misunderstand that she was a female hooligan.

"Then tell me how he used to be, I want to know about his past." Luo Zhaoyang picked up the cup and took a sip of water to clear his somewhat dry throat.

Zheng Xue looked at Luo Zhaoyang's expression of looking at herself seriously, and she immediately changed her eyes to look at Luo Zhaoyang, such eyes seemed to be the first time she knew Luo Zhaoyang, and it was more like she was looking at something else.

After she looked at him, she asked very incomprehensibly: "You want to know him so much, do you have special thoughts about him, do you ......?"

"Where do you want to go, after you left this morning, he came to us and said that he wanted to invite us to dinner, so ......" Luo Zhaoyang didn't continue, he didn't want to tell the afternoon's events, he was worried that this would scare Zheng Xue, after all, she was still a legitimate businessman, and he didn't think she needed to know too much about people and things like Zhao Weiming.

"Is there such a thing? How did I not know? Zheng Xue asked in disbelief, but when she found that Luo Zhaoyang's eyes did not shrink, she began to believe it.

"It's useless to talk more, tell me the story of Zeng Hualong, I have to learn more from successful people like him, so maybe I can become famous that day." Luo Zhaoyang clasped his hands in front of his chest and listened attentively.

For Zeng Hualong's archives police archives room, he has no way to understand this official history, he wants to hear these stories about Zeng Hualong's wild history, he wants to know if this man with a story has a more legendary life compared to himself, he wants to know what such a man will even Zhao Weiming like a boss of the rivers and lakes are furious.

"Actually, I don't know very well, at that time Yan Ruyu was just starting, the sales volume to us in Europe was particularly large, if we can't complete the turnover of each quarter, we may not only face the loss of the product distribution rights in Europe, but also Yan Ruyu will die from the face of the supervisor, it is for this reason that Sister Ying and the Zeng family have a relationship, hoping to use Zeng's tourism industry, so that more tour groups can come to Yan Ruyu and drive the sales of products."

"And then this back and forth, he fell in love with you?" Luo Zhaoyang interrupted Zheng Xue's words, he felt that this should be a normal plot development, and he felt that it was understandable for a beauty like Zheng Xue to become a rich second generation like Zeng Hualong, but he also felt that his guess was quite reasonable.

"Do you still want to listen to it, if you still want to interject, then you can listen to it for me."

Zheng Xue made a face, at this moment she seemed to be back in the dominant position, her posture of a strong woman habitually put out, and asked Luo Zhaoyang to cover her mouth immediately, lest Zheng Xue end this story that had just begun.

Seeing that Luo Zhaoyang was silent again, and then showed that longing in his eyes, Zheng Xue cleared his throat, then looked at the quiet surroundings, and continued to tell the story.

said that Zeng Hualong's story was described by Zheng Xue, step by step, and Luo Zhaoyang finally learned some things about Zeng Hualong, although most of these things were relayed by Huang Ying, most of them were about Zeng Hualong's romantic history, and some unconfirmed content, but at this moment Luo Zhaoyang finally understood that Zeng Hualong was so arrogant before he disappeared, and the most important thing is that in these stories told by Zheng Xue, Luo Zhaoyang unexpectedly found that the Zeng family and the Zhang family were still cousins. Such a relationship made him wonder why the Zeng family went bankrupt, and Zeng Hualong had to go away and disappear for so many years.

"I was a salesman under Sister Sakura back then, so that's all I could know, and I didn't think so much about it at that time?" Zheng Xue ended her introduction to Zeng Hualong with such a sentence, but as her introduction ended, she found that Luo Zhaoyang's brows tightened.

"Then if you had to choose now, would you think about it?"

"Not then, and not now."

Zheng Xue didn't wait for Luo Zhaoyang to say any more, she interrupted Luo Zhaoyang's words as quickly as possible, as if she was worried that Luo Zhaoyang would misunderstand that she had new thoughts about Zeng Hualong's reappearance.

Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zheng Xue's nervousness, he smiled lightly, and then asked, "Why, do you think he is distracted, or do you think he is not worthy of you?" ”

"I just want to find someone who makes me feel something, and he thought that he was not in the past, and he is not now, what I like is ......" Zheng Xue suddenly stopped, her eyes flashed and then said: "What kind of person I like has anything to do with you, why should I tell you?" ”

Zheng Xue looked at Luo Zhaoyang's inquiring expression, she immediately realized that she might also become the object of Luo Zhaoyang's inquiry, she didn't want Luo Zhaoyang to spy on her hidden emotional world.

Before she met Luo Zhaoyang, in Zheng Xue's world, except for money, career, and her eldest brother's studies, nothing was more important, and there was nothing she could care about.

Now that her eldest brother's studies have been completed, she has a lot of money, and although her career is not at its peak, she also feels that she has succeeded, at least she can have a place in Kyoto.

And now the only thing that makes him depressed is that his career is at a low point, and the person he has always respected no longer believes in him, which is what makes her sad.

"No one asked you to say it, you said it yourself, but if you don't mind, I can be your listener and listen to what you have to say."

After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he beckoned to the waiter in the distance, because it was already late at night, and the weather seemed to have begun to drop a few degrees, and his glass of water and Zheng Xue's water were already like popsicles in June.

Zheng Xue hadn't told him the news of her master, he was worried that he had already become an iceman before he heard Zheng Xue talk about her master.

Luo Zhaoyang and Zheng Xue returned to the small box indoors, and the hot pot made Luo Zhaoyang's body finally find its temperature, making him feel that this winter was not too cold.

Listening to hot pot suddenly became strange to Zheng Xue, in her memory, she suddenly felt that it was a long, long time ago, because in the past days, she had to accompany the guests to eat, her every move, word and deed has become Yan Ruyu's business card, and such a thing as hot pot has been forgotten unconsciously.

"It seems that only the climate here can be paired with such a hot pot, eat, warm up." Luo Zhaoyang ate while sandwiching the scalding dishes into Zheng Xue's bowl.

Although the environment here is better than Luo Zhaoyang's environment in Qingkai, the same words reminded Luo Zhaoyang of his days in Qingkai, and remembered the days when he ate hot pot with his grandfather and Liu Hanxiang, which made him start to feel a little touched.

Zheng Xue looked at the bowl full of dishes by Luo Zhaoyang, the corners of Zheng Xue's eyes suddenly moistened, she suddenly moved, at this moment she realized that what she really lacked around her was a person's care, and what she lacked was something that could warm her heart like a hot pot.

"Luo Zhaoyang, thank you!" Zheng Xue said softly, although such a hot pot is inconspicuous, it has allowed her to find her past, let her re-understand that she was once a poor person, her life was also difficult, and it was this hot pot that reminded her of her own struggle.

Looking at the corners of Zheng Xue's eyes shining with tears, and listening to Zheng Xue's soft cry of thanks, Luo Zhaoyang stopped his chopsticks.

He originally thought that he was a person with a story, but looking at Zheng Xue and looking at his expression, he suddenly felt that whether it was Zeng Hualong or Zheng Xue, they were both people with a long story, and their stories might be more tortuous and touching than their own.

The red flames made the water in the pot tumble, and the hot air spewing out of the pot blurred Luo Zhaoyang and Zheng Xue's vision of each other, but they found that they saw each other more really, more clearly, and more clearly.