The elegant western restaurant shimmers with a hazy light, and the food and wine make people intoxicated, indulging in the bustle in this intoxicating night.

Jiang Hanchen chose a window seat in the dining room, and from the position where he sits, he can see the panoramic view of the outdoors - everywhere is brightly lit.

After the meal, night fell, Tang Luoran was thinking about getting up and leaving, and it happened that Fu Zichen also came with a text message - "In half an hour, I will ask the driver to wait for you at the gate of the hospital." ”

I wasn't necessarily so enthusiastic before, but now why has it suddenly changed so much?

The text message didn't seem to be clear, so Tang Luoran simply called him, "Toot-click." ”

"Something?" The cold tone calmed Tang Luoran's uneasy heart suddenly, she adjusted her breathing, and boldly told him, "You asked the driver not to pick me up tonight, I'm not in the hospital." ”

She spoke quickly, her eyes wandering, and finally landed on Jiang Hanchen, who was sitting opposite, and he smiled lightly at her as if he were soothing.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and there was no sound except for a calm breath.

Half a ring, I heard Fu Zichen's voice, "Where are you?" With whom? ”

The tone was still cold, just a little more nervous.

Not understanding why he cared so much about her whereabouts, Tang Luoran muttered, still insisting, "It's not important, you know-"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone was hung up.

After being stunned for a while, she looked at the page of her phone, secretly expecting him to call again.

However, her eyes were sour, and she still didn't wait for anything, she simply gave up, put away her phone, looked up at Jiang Hanchen, and barely pulled out a smile, "It's okay, I can go back later." ”

"Really? That's right, I'd say there's still dessert on the table. Jiang Hanchen smiled with satisfaction, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his shoulders were no longer so tight, he leaned back, and talked about other things.

Tang Luoran responded, put her hand in her pocket, grabbed the phone, and looked forward to the sound of the phone - she wanted to determine if Fu Zichen was really angry, or if it was just a signal problem.

Even if she reminds herself, she still unconsciously cares about his feelings.

Just when she was about to give up hope, the clenched phone suddenly vibrated and startled her.

Taking advantage of Jiang Hanchen's lack of continuation, Tang Luoran stood up and said to him calmly, "I'll go to the bathroom, you wait for me." ”

"Okay." He nodded in agreement, then lowered his head, took a sip of coffee, and the silhouette was delicate.

……

Walking down the aisle, as soon as Tang Luoran entered the bathroom, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone - there were no incoming calls, no text messages, just a few push notifications.

"It turned out that it wasn't Fu Zichen......"

couldn't help muttering, Tang Luoran was about to press the "clear button" in a hurry, but his eyes inadvertently fell on the title of the push notification.

Suspiciously, he clicked on the push notification, and the content surprised Tang Luoran - "International supermodel Yin Zi appeared in a large mall in Jiangcheng to shop, but was surrounded by reporters, when asked how he still had the face to be embarrassed as a third party, Yin Zi's face stiffened. ”

The comments under the news were all ugly words, and 80% of the votes felt that Yin Zi was shameless.

This grand occasion is as Yin Zi wishes.

Exiting the page with a solemn face, Tang Luoran secretly felt bad, and after she went back, she didn't know how Yin Zi was going to scold her.

Due to her panicked expression, she directly ignored the next notice in the news - "Fu Zichen is in the main room, Tang Luoran actively responded to Xiao San's question and strongly supported her husband. ”

Putting the mobile phone in his pocket, Tang Luoran turned around and walked out of the bathroom, walked to the window and sat down again, at this time the pastry chef happened to bring the dessert up, and when he saw Tang Luoran appear, the young pastry chef immediately smiled.

"Is this your girlfriend? It's so beautiful and has a good temperament, no wonder you are so attentive. ”

……

"No, just friends." Jiang Hanchen denied it faster than Tang Luoran, she didn't react at all, she stroked her neck with her hand, and looked at the pastry chef puzzled, "Intentions? ”

"Don't you know yet? In order to satisfy you, Mr. Jiang came to the restaurant last week to make a reservation, and then he was worried that you would not be comfortable, so he specially booked the evening session, and in order to make the dishes meet your taste, he also specially asked the kitchen to adjust the dishes according to your taste. The pastry chef did not shy away from answering truthfully, which made Jiang Hanchen embarrassed.

Now it was too late to stop it, so he simply fell silent and buried himself in coffee.

But Tang Luoran couldn't cope with it, she didn't expect this kind of inside story at all, she was surprised and embarrassed, "In this way, it's really annoying that he is so attentive, and so are you, hard work." ”

She coped with the pastry chef perfectly, but at the same time, she also brushed over Jiang Hanchen's true intentions.

I didn't dare to think about what kind of mentality he had in doing these things for her.

As time went by, the night became thicker and thicker, Tang Luoran saw that it was not early, so he got up and prepared to leave, Jiang Hanchen also stood up and politely proposed, "I'll send you home." ”

"No need, this is not far from the Splendid Garden, I can go back by myself."

Since she said so, Jiang Hanchen was no longer reluctant, followed her to the door, and said goodbye to each other.

Before turning around and walking towards the parking lot, he suddenly stopped Tang Luoran, "Next time, can I still ask you out?" ”

She turned her head and smiled at Fu Zichen, "Of course you can." ”

The streetlamps emitted a faint glow, mixed with the bleak moonlight casting delicate silhouettes on her face.

Jiang Hanchen suddenly felt very satisfied, he was not in a hurry, as long as he could talk to her a few more words now, occasionally ask her out for dinner, and the relationship deepened little by little, he was already satisfied.

Compared to him, Tang Luoran didn't think so much, with a heavy heart, she walked quickly to the side of the street, planning to stop a taxi to go home.

However, before she could reach out her hand, a black car had stopped in front of her.

Just seeing the Maserati logo, Tang Luoran knew who it was, and then the driver got out of the car and opened the door for her, "Mr. Fu asked me to send you back safely, please get in the car." ”

Glancing at the driver who bowed his head helplessly, Tang Luoran still obediently got into the car.

The driver drove all the way in the direction of the Fairview Garden, and as he slowed down, she knew that she was almost home.

Still couldn't resist his curiosity, and took advantage of the deceleration gap when the driver turned the head of the car and drove the car into the courtyard of the villa, Tang Luoran took the initiative to talk.

"Did Zichen tell you why he didn't call?"

"Mr. Fu said that his mobile phone was broken, so he simply asked me to come and pick you up directly." The driver answered truthfully.

I see, no wonder she hasn't waited for a call until now.

Inexplicably relieved, as soon as the car stopped, Tang Luoran pushed the door and got out of the car, and in front of her was a marble step covered with a blanket, the blanket extended to the door, and the sound of falling things came intermittently from inside.

Not surprised, she had already guessed that Yin Zi would definitely make trouble.

That's why she feels tired.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Luoran strengthened his spirit and marched towards the Shura Field step by step.

When she reached the doorknob, she could clearly hear Yin Zi's invective coming from inside.

"Why is this happening? Didn't I already call the newspaper? What do those journalists eat? ”

When Yin Zi was noisy and noisy, a chaotic footstep sounded, and the maid suddenly interjected.

"Miss Yin, didn't you see the news? When Madame went to work this morning, she was blocked by a reporter at the door to ask about it, but she solved the problem perfectly. ”

The media broke the news so quickly?

Tang Luoran pushed open the door, pretended to change his shoes in the entrance as if nothing happened, and walked out of the entrance quickly, entered the living room, and before he reached the staircase, he was stopped by Yin Zi, "Tang Luoran, stop for me!" ”

Turning his head to look at the sofa in the corner, the floor was full of ceramic and glass shards, but everything that could be lifted was used by Yin Zi to relieve his anger.

At this time, Yin Zi looked even more embarrassed than yesterday, due to tears, her makeup was all flowered, her hair was messy, and she looked like a crazy woman.

I think I must have suffered a lot of anger from the reporter today.

"Is there something wrong?" Responding to her calmly, Tang Luoran bowed her head, without the slightest intention of showing weakness, she put her hand that was red from the cold outside into the pocket of her windbreaker, and her eyes fell on Yin Zi indifferently.

Yin Zi hugged her head and screamed, and lost her temper directly, "Why did you say those words to reporters?" Do you know how humiliated I was because of what you said? I'm driving you crazy. ”

Looking at Yin Zi blankly, Tang Luoran frowned, and asked word by word, "What did I force you?" If you can defend your reputation, can't I? Who am I sorry for doing this? ”

"You're sorry for me! It's all because of you, you slut. Yin Zi said, and suddenly rushed over, ready to grab Tang Luoran's face.

Tang Luoran subconsciously stepped back, thinking that she would chase after her, but who knew that she watched Yin Zi fall in front of her.

At the same time, Fu Zichen's calm voice also sounded behind him, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Tang Luoran's heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden.