Zou Zichen was a little surprised after hearing this, and then took his wine glass and drank it all, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that I couldn't understand, and another thing floating under his eyes made me even more incomprehensible.

It took him a while before he said, "It's not completely helpless." ”

I watched him wait for the following, but he diverted the topic, "When I went back that day, Meng Chengyang didn't embarrass you, right?" The tone had never been milder.

"No," I said, smiling a little forcefully. In fact, I don't have much resentment towards Meng Chengyang, and I even sympathize with him a little. He is not the same as me, for the benefit of the family, he took a wife who can be seen but not touched, and it is really difficult for him.

Zou Zichen looked at me fixedly, didn't ask, and suddenly stood up, "Your task today is to accompany me to dinner." ”

"Huh?" He's changed too fast.

"I know I'm good-looking, but you don't have to look like this." After the words fell, a man walked out of the private room in a graceful manner.

Today he seems to be a little different.

I looked at the figure, the corners of my mouth involuntarily raised, I didn't eat at night, just right.

When I came out of the bar, Zou Zichen said that he didn't drive, so I became his waiter, and he gave me an address, and I only found out that it was a French restaurant until then.

But I never thought I'd meet two people I didn't want to meet at this restaurant.

When Zou Zichen and I went in, Meng Chengyang and Liu Qingqing were just about to come out, Liu Qingqing was very intimate and held Meng Chengyang's arm, the two talked and laughed, and they were very surprised to see me and Zou Zichen.

Zou Zichen saw them as if he didn't see them, and walked straight towards them, Meng Chengyang was obviously a little afraid of Zou Zichen, and couldn't help but let go to the side. And when Zou Zichen walked past them, he suddenly turned his head to stare at Meng Chengyang, and sneered in disgust: "Lengleng, what should I do, when I see dirty things, I have no appetite for a while." ”

I was really depressed about what Zou Zichen called me, but he called me more and more smoothly.

I glanced at Zou Zichen secretly, glanced at the two of them lightly, walked over, pulled Zou Zichen's sleeve, and pulled him inside. But I heard Meng Chengyang sneering behind his back: "Lin Tong, your strange illness won't be pretended." ”

"Ouch, one doesn't work in that area and the other is a monster, and I can't make any Mingtang, let's go." Liu Qingqing on the side sneered and sneered.

Zou Zichen paused and sneered.

I thought he wanted to beat someone again, and the hand holding his sleeve couldn't help but tighten a little. As soon as he changed his hand, he naturally held my hand, I wanted to withdraw my hand as if I was electrocuted, I didn't want to be held tighter by him, and then led me into the restaurant without looking back. His palms were gentle and dry, and I didn't feel nauseous at all.

As for the two people at the door, how their faces and expressions were shocked, I don't have time to care. I was taken away from all attention by the hand that held me.

The first time Meng Chengyang held my hand, I had a strong reaction, and it took a long time to get used to it.

But I don't seem to be repulsed by Zou Zichen at all, starting from that day in the closet, and the kiss that morning, and now holding hands, it's all incredible.

Is it difficult for my illness to vary from person to person? It seems that one day I have to find a psychiatrist to ask?

"Why, it makes you very unhappy to see your husband with other women." Zou Zichen saw that I was silent, and thought I had an idea.

I glanced up at him and sneered, "That woman seems to be your ex-wife." "Actually, I'm a little curious about why Zou Zichen and Liu Qingqing's marriage came together, how they say that they have been together for three years, but why it seems that the two don't seem to have any feelings at all, and some just dislike each other.

"It seems that you really don't love him." He smiled a little inexplicably.

I raised an eyebrow at him, not denying or admitting it.