"Aren't you busy at work? Why do you have time to invite me to dinner today? ”

Speaking of the polite opening remarks, Tang Luoran pretended to be calm, and reached out to pick up the goblet containing boiled water to hide the panic floating on the surface.

Fu Zichen raised his eyes and met her, he chuckled softly and whispered, "It's nothing, I just want to be alone with you, I haven't seen you for a long time, I really want to- oh, by the way, you're beautiful tonight." ”

There are some things that he has hidden in his heart for a long time, and he is not used to saying them all at once.

He wanted to have a chance in the future.

"Thank you......" Tang Luoran responded, lowering her head, this respectful way of getting along made her very unaccustomed, not to mention husband and wife, they are like a pair of ordinary friends.

However, what is powerless to refute is that they are actually not even ordinary friends.

After finishing the polite words, Fu Zichen suddenly realized that they didn't have anything to say.

After all, when they sat together before, they were either silent or endlessly quarrelling, naturally, Tang Luoran's attitude towards him always had a certain forbearance and deliberate flattery, but it was self-defeating every time.

Thinking of the past, he couldn't help but chuckle, and Tang Luoran, who didn't know why, immediately asked sensitively, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"It's nothing, I just think it's so strange that we don't look like a husband and wife at all." Fu Zichen said, the smile on his face gradually faded, he couldn't laugh at this kind of thing at all.

And Tang Luoran too, she paused, then looked away, her shoulders trembling slightly.

At this time, the chef had already brought the appetizer himself, nodded respectfully to them, and said, "Please enjoy it slowly." ”

"Well, you go down." Responding in a deep voice, although Fu Zichen's gaze was on the chef, the corner of his eye fell on Tang Luoran opposite, and he was secretly glad that this deadlock had finally been broken.

Now that the appetizer came up, Tang Luoran didn't care too much about it, picked up the knife and fork and started eating.

Taking advantage of her trance, Fu Zichen stopped the knife and fork in his hand, raised his head, and saw only the back of her head, but her well-behaved movements made him feel cute.

Suddenly, he suddenly asked her, "Can you accompany me to a place after eating, the two of us, and I will drive." ”

Where are they going need a means of transportation?

Although he felt that something was wrong, he would definitely feel embarrassed at the thought of rejecting him, Tang Luoran couldn't bear it, so he had to agree, "I know, anyway, you don't have much time left with me." ”

It is regarded as the last memory, so that she can also enjoy the feeling of being pampered once.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, how smart Fu Zichen was, how could he not understand what she said.

"What do you mean? You have to explain it to me so that I know what to do and what not to do. Holding back the anger in his heart, Fu Zichen muttered, and his gaze was gradually replaced by gentleness and indifference—as if to indicate that a smokeless war was about to start.

Even so, Tang Luoran still opened her mouth, she raised her head, her expression was indifferent, and told him word by word, "I want a divorce." ”

The word "divorce" means relief in Tang Luoran's eyes, but Fu Zichen thought that she regarded divorce as a child's play.

There were only two of them in the entire restaurant, and even the waiters hid in the backstage lounge, and in the silence, Tang Luoran's words were magnified and entangled in his heart like vines.

The hand holding the knife and fork paused, and he raised his eyes and glared angrily, "What are you talking about now?" I don't understand at all. ”

Will he also run away from voices he doesn't want to hear?

It's amazing.

With a little malice, and more tiredness, Tang Luoran looked at him, she showed an indifferent smile, and her tone became helpless, "I know you understand what I mean, I said I want a divorce." ”

She couldn't go on with a life like this.

She lives in dire straits, but the man in front of her is unaware of it, and even angry because of her request.

Putting the knife and fork on the table, the crisp sound of the silver colliding with the porcelain plate made a crisp sound, making the originally quiet and beautiful atmosphere more and more dull, and Fu Zichen's expression became more and more ugly.

His white jade-like face was as cold as ice, and he lightly opened his thin lips and asked, "Why?" ”

Even if you want to get a divorce, you should give him a reasonable reason.

Tang Luoran was stunned for a moment before she reacted, she subconsciously pursed her lips, for fear that she would accidentally blurt out what was in her heart - in fact, what she minded was that Fu Zichen didn't love her.

But it doesn't matter, she has patience, hasn't she been holding on for five years? If there are no accidents, she can still hold on.

But the gossip about her from the outside world tortured her, and it made her see her status clearly - they were not a good match.

Knowing that what he thought in his heart was even more pitiful, Tang Luoran still chose to lie, "The last time I was kidnapped, it was because of you, do you know how scared I was?" It's a feeling I don't want to experience a second time in my life, I'm tired. ”

Saying something against her will, for fear of being seen, she lowered her head and looked at the remnants of food on her plate.

Maybe he didn't expect it to be such a reason, Fu Zichen suddenly cried and laughed.

He stared at her, his deep eyes were full of tenderness, but she had to pretend to be useless because she was addicted to such eyes.

"This is just a trivial matter, leave it to me to deal with, I promise you, you will never suffer that kind of injury again in this life, and I will also send someone to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes, so you can always rest assured, so don't mention the divorce again." He spoke so fast that he didn't give her a chance to interject at all.

Fu Zichen remained calm on his face, but in fact, he was already flustered in his heart.

While Tang Luoran was bowing his head, he withdrew his hand from the table into the pocket of his suit jacket, and took out a delicate black velvet box from the slightly bulging pocket—this was what he had prepared early in the morning.

Originally, he was ready to take this out to her.

However, Tang Luoran naturally didn't know about an inadvertent action, she was dissatisfied with Fu Zichen's disagreement with the divorce, and her tone gradually became cold, "Now it's my turn to ask, why?" You don't understand the fear in my heart that kept me sleepless for several nights. ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zichen raised his head and met her eyes, his eyes filled with guilt.

Tucking the box into his pocket, he raised his hand, rested his hands on the handles on either side, put his hands together, and his gaze fell on her impartially, his chilling aura surrounding him like a vine.

"I'll find you the best psychiatrist, so you don't have to worry about that thing leaving a shadow, and I've said that I'm not going to let you fall into their hands again, so you should understand."

Fu Zichen replied calmly, and with that, he reached out and picked up the goblet containing boiled water to his lips, moistening his dry lips.

He hasn't answered her question yet – why?

In an instant, Tang Luoran suddenly collapsed.

What the hell does Fu Zichen want to do?!

Lightly opening her red lips, she covered her white and slender hand in front of her eyes to avoid his sharp gaze, and retorted pretending to be calm, "You didn't answer the question I wanted, Zichen, you have gone too far, you have been torturing me for five years, isn't this enough?" ”

In her opinion, Fu Zichen tied her up and wanted her to continue to be widowed.

Why else?

"I said that this is not the reason, anyway, you don't want to mention this matter again, it is difficult to come out to eat, I don't want to affect my mood because of this." Choosing to escape again, Fu Zichen finally couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his thin lips were slightly white.

With that, he picked up his knife and fork again, and pretended to be casual as if nothing had happened to the food, his gaze wandering, but never falling on her.

Tang Luoran was angry, and she wanted to continue to refute, but at this time, the chef had already presented the main course, and timely neutralized the awkward atmosphere between them, "The night is still very long, please use it slowly." ”

Staring at Fu Zichen, but unable to say anything, Tang Luoran had red eyes, gritted his teeth, and struggled to squeeze out the words to deal with, "I understand, thank you." ”

And the wrinkle between Fu Zichen's eyebrows finally relaxed, and he smiled at her with satisfaction.

As long as she doesn't mention divorce again, he can meet her with any request.

But Tang Luoran only wanted a divorce. As soon as the cook left, she didn't even move her knife and fork, her hands resting on the edge of the table, her face full of sadness, and she still refused to give up.

"What do you have to do to divorce? Can I promise you that I don't want anything, even my own property, can I give you? ”

To do this just to divorce him, what does Tang Luoran want?

The face that finally eased sank again in the next second, Fu Zichen knew that there was no way to escape, so he simply told her bluntly, "I don't need any guarantees, and I don't want a divorce." ”

Because he didn't want to lose her so soon.

As he spoke, he paused, as if hesitating, before continuing with a slight hesitation, "I know that you are using me by marrying me, and I know that you want to divorce now because I have no value to you, but I-"

Still can't put her down.

Before she could say the love words, she was forcibly interrupted by Tang Luoran, she seemed to be very angry, and her delicate lips were pursed very tightly.

She knows better than anyone that she is 100% sincere to Fu Zichen, but Fu Zichen doesn't appreciate it at all.

"Enough, no matter what you think, I'm going to get a divorce, I can't live like this anymore, haven't you noticed the eyes of the outside world? Even they can see that we are just a masked couple, not worthy of the name, and we don't love each other, so why bother with it? ”

Tang Luoran's eyes widened and he was very excited.

Fu Zichen was extremely angry, and finally stopped being reluctant, and slapped the table directly, "I said don't mention this matter again, didn't you hear it!" ”

His anger was inexplicable, but Tang Luoran could only look at him, his chest was very depressed.

She was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, and felt pathetic.

Maybe it was because her appearance was too heart-wrenching, Fu Zichen was soft-hearted for a while, and lost his mind, he reached out to touch Tang Luoran's silky cheeks, but she subconsciously dodged back.

"Thorn-" His heart frowned as if it had been forcibly torn open.

Withdrawing his hand stupidly, Fu Zichen had a calm face, but his tone was soft, "I'm in a bad mood today, I won't go to that place, I remember that there is still something to deal with, so I will leave first." ”

Whether she said yes or not, he didn't linger any longer.

Sadly, Tang Luoran didn't let him stop.

Walking along the aisle to the door, when approaching the front desk, Fu Zichen swept near the front desk with the corner of his eye—only to see the waiters huddled together, staring intently at Tang Luoran's back, whispering.

So what he hates the most is the people who live in the smelly ditch.

Walking out of the restaurant, Fu Zichen dialed Qin Shi's number and ordered bluntly, "You asked all the staff in the restaurant to keep what happened tonight a secret, I don't want to hear any rumors." ”

"Yes." Qin Yan agreed, he was habitually about to hang up the phone, but who knew that his boss still had orders, so he stopped him in time, "And-"

His attitude seemed a little hesitant.

"Please tell me, I will do my best."

Qin Yan's respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, Fu Zichen no longer hesitated, and ordered word by word, "Send a few bodyguards to follow Tang Luoran, and make sure she arrives home." ”

At the end of the day, he still couldn't let her go.

Of course, Fu Zichen didn't let the bodyguards report Tang Luoran's whereabouts to him one by one, and he didn't want to know the secrets that she couldn't reveal.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zichen came back to his senses and saw that his eyes were pale, with snow everywhere, and snowflakes were still falling.

He took a deep breath, and the mist dispersed in front of him, with an ethereal meaning.

Suddenly, he turned and walked towards the parking lot, leaving with a lot of nostalgia.

……

And Tang Luoran, who was still sitting in the restaurant, couldn't recover for a while, she covered her face and tried her best to calm down.

Even she didn't understand why she became fragile as soon as she met Fu Zichen.

Suppressing his emotions, Tang Luoran let go of his hand and drank a glass of red wine to calm himself down.

She didn't have to look in the mirror, she knew she must be flushed at the moment.

Fortunately, she is used to wearing sunglasses in her bag, and now they finally come in handy.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Tang Luoran put on large-framed sunglasses and covered most of his face.

She strode away with her long legs, paused at the door, and took the woolen coat and scarf handed by the waiter with a blank face, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you." ”

After walking out of the restaurant, she returned to the car as soon as possible, put on her woolen coat, wrapped her scarf, and leaned her back against the cushion, not fully regaining her composure.

However, the phone rang at this time.