In the past, Lu Zhenming and Su Wansheng had an unpleasant quarrel, and they both called him and Jiang Fengxing to make an appointment to go to the bar, or the Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion.

And this time he ran to his house, so Feng Chen thought that he was "running away from home".

Lu Zhenming leaned his head on the sofa and said quietly: "I want to be quiet, that's why I came to you." ”

Feng Chen nodded and said, "It's okay to run away from home, I can reluctantly take you in, who made our relationship so good." ”

Lu Zhenming was in no mood to joke with him, and looked at the ceiling silently.

The way men solve their troubles is either smoking or drinking.

Feng Chen saw that his face was worried, and asked, "Do you want to drink some wine?" ”

Lu Zhenming nodded.

Feng Chen opened a bottle of wine and took two glasses, intending to drink a little with him.

As soon as he handed the full wine glass to Lu Zhenming, he saw him drink it in one go.

He raised his eyebrows: "Qin Lang no longer exists between you, what is the reason for the quarrel this time?" ”

Lu Zhenming took the wine bottle on the coffee table, and said while pouring the wine: "Without Qin Lang, there are others." ”

Feng Chen's face was stunned: "You mean Bai Shaoqing?" ”

Lu Zhenming's deep eyes gradually became dark as he mentioned Bai Shaoqing, and his thin lips pulled out a gloomy smile.

"Who do you think is there but him?"

Feng Chen looked at him sideways: "Then I don't understand, Bai Shaoqing likes Shengsheng, it's not Shengsheng's fault, why did you quarrel with her?" ”

Lu Zhenming's eyes swept towards him coldly, and his voice was cold: "Who said I quarreled with her?" ”

Feng Chen's eyebrows moved: "Why are you upset if you didn't quarrel?" Live like someone owes you money. ”

He said with a silent face, "I'm just angry." ”

Feng Chen sneered: "What's the difference between that and a quarrel?" ”

How can you get angry without a fight?

Lu Zhenming glanced at him: "I'm angry with myself." ”

"Oh?" This statement is fresh, and Feng Chen raised his eyebrows.

Lu Zhenming didn't speak again, thinking about what happened today.

***

It was past dinner time, and Lu Zhenming didn't come back.

Wang Ma glanced at the sky outside, and then looked at Su Wansheng, who was sitting there silently.

"Madam, sir may not be coming back for dinner, why don't you eat first?"

Su Wansheng looked at the clock on the wall, it was already past seven o'clock.

She wanted to say wait, but he was so angry that he might not come back for dinner, as Wang Ma said.

And even if he comes back, he may not be happy to eat at the same table with her.

She pursed her lips and nodded.

Wang Ma went into the kitchen and took out the food in the incubator and placed it on the table.

Su Wansheng sat down at the table, looking at his favorite dishes, but he didn't have much appetite, and kept paying attention to the movements outside.

But until she had eaten too much, there was no sound of cars outside.

Wang Ma came out of the kitchen after being busy and saw her sitting motionless on the sofa again, waiting for Lu Zhenming to land.

She thought about Lu Zhenming slamming the door for a while, and silently scolded in her heart: Do you want to call your wife to report?

Su Wansheng has been sitting next to the landline, and she can't call Chang Minyun, so she cut a fruit plate for Su Wansheng, turned on the TV, and tuned to the entertainment programs that young people like to watch.

But Su Wansheng was in no mood to look at it at all, either in a daze, or looking out of the living room door.