Lu Wenchuan nodded almost without hesitation, "It's all up to you." ”

[Wow, how did I hear so much spoiling? 】

[Me too!] 】

[I feel like this pair has a show! ] 】

[Don't think about it, Sang Yijia came to participate in the show for Shen Jin, how could she give up Shen Jin for the sake of an amateur? ] 】

The audience in the live broadcast room quarreled, but the atmosphere was still very good, and they didn't say anything that made people look uncomfortable.

Sang Yijia listened to Lu Wenchuan's answer in a trance for a moment, but when she raised her eyes to look at Lu Wenchuan again, there was a hint of a smile in her eyebrows, and then she turned her head and said to the waiter, "Please divide this donation into two parts, me and Mr. Lu." ”

"Okay, okay." The waitress nodded again and again and agreed.

Lu Wenchuan pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

Then, the waitress realized that they had booked a private room, and she was busy bringing people in.

"Sir, Miss, I wish you a pleasant meal." After the waitress pushed the door open, she did not go in, but stood by the door and waited for the two of them to enter.

Sang Yijia went in first, and what greeted her was a patch of red, with rose petals everywhere, and then she looked over, there was a candle stand on the dining table, and there were two red candles on it that had not been lit.

It smelled of a candlelit dinner.

Lu Wenchuan glanced in, and the corners of his eyebrows were fiercely raised, this style was definitely not what he wanted, but ......

Lu Wenchuan turned her eyes to look at Sang Yijia, she didn't dislike it, there was still a trace of happiness in her eyes, Lu Wenchuan relaxed.

"Please." Lu Wenchuan pulled out the chair, and the gentleman stretched out his hand to Sang Yijia.

"Thank you." Sang Yijia sat down in the past, and in the rich fragrance of roses, she still smelled the fragrance of pine belonging to Luwenchuan, which was so clear that it made people tremble.

Sang Yijia eased up, "The preparation of the program team is very surprising. ”

The director of the group, who was unaware, was silent, and so were the staff members who came with him.

[It's so romantic.] 】

[The program team is quite good here! ] 】

[Lu Wenchuan is so handsome just now. 】

[Am I alone in wondering how much such a meal costs?] 】

[There must be no 100,000 yuan. 】

[Hahaha, this is a stalk that you can't get over? 】

In the live broadcast room, the topic of whether Sang Yijia still cares about Shen Jin was quietly ignored, and now they just want to see the sweet development of Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan.

Tuk Tuk Tuk –

There was a knock on the door, and everyone in the box turned their eyes.

The door was pushed open, and a large bouquet of roses greeted his eyelids.

The corners of Sang Yijia's eyebrows were slightly raised, and then he saw Lu Wenchuan, "There are still surprises?" ”

"Hmm." Lu Wenchuan responded without changing his color, and then asked, "Do you like it?" ”

"I like it." Sang Yijia replied politely, then thought of something, and added, "If you prepare it, I will like it more." ”

Lu Wenchuan suddenly missed a heartbeat, and looked at Sang Yijia in a daze, "If there is still a chance, I will arrange it next time." ”

“？？？” Sang Yijia was just polite, why did Lu Wenchuan look serious?

Then, Sang Yijia thought of something, squinted her eyes slightly, and after the recording of this show was over, she was going to check if she had known Lu Wenchuan before.

But if it's an acquaintance, why doesn't the original owner have a memory?

Sang Yijia had a headache, and when she raised her eyes again, the roses had already been delivered.

"Miss Sang, this is the flower that Mr. Lu ordered."

"I wish you a long relationship."

The corners of Lu Wenchuan's mouth, who didn't know it, twitched, he wouldn't let people say such words, but looking at the corners of Sang Yijia's raised lips, Lu Wenchuan felt that as long as she was happy, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

"Thank you." Sang Yijia accepted the roses, but she didn't know where to put them, she looked left and right, and Lu Wenchuan came over.

"Give it to me." Lu Wenchuan stretched out his hand to her, "I'll get it back when I go back later." ”

"Okay." Sang Yijia gave him the flowers.

Lu Wenchuan returned the flowers to the waiter.

Waiter: "??? ”

"Put it away first, and you can send it over after you settle the bill." Lu Wenchuan said.

The waiter nodded and said yes, and left the box with the roses in his arms.

The director of the group breathed a sigh of relief, if such a large bouquet of flowers was held for them, it would be a trouble.

After the people left, the box returned to quiet.

Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan didn't seem to have a common topic, and they didn't know what to say, the two raised their eyes and looked at each other, inexplicably understanding what each other meant.

So, they each lowered their heads and worked on their phones.

The group director is a group of people: "??? ”

【？？？？？ 】

[Out of topic? 】

[It's been two days, you should be familiar with it, right? ] 】

[Just so suddenly? 】

[I thought I was going to say something, but I ended up bowing my head and playing with my phone? 】

[Made, the pants are all off, show me this? 】

[Front, you put on your pants, there's still a bit of something in public......]

Sang Yijia looked down at her phone and didn't look at the reaction in the live broadcast room, but looked for Sang Qiwen on WeChat.

[Big brother, do you know Lu Wenchuan? 】

[I feel like we used to know each other.] 】

But I don't remember anything at all. 】

I don't know if Sang Qiwen is busy, Sang Yijia waited for a while and didn't receive a reply, twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while, and turned to chat with his second brother Sang Qiwu privately.

[Second brother, do you know Lu Wenchuan? 】

Ding Dong, Sang Qiwu replied in seconds.

[I don't know much, what's wrong?] 】

As soon as Sang Qiwu changed his clothes in the martial arts hall, he heard the WeChat prompt sound of his mobile phone, thinking about what was the matter, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was the news of his own little sister, so he was not in a hurry at all, he simply found a place next to him and sat down, held the mobile phone, and replied seriously.

[Little sister, why did you suddenly ask about this? 】

Sang Qiwu was a little worried, his little sister said that she had no idea about Shen Jin, but at this time, did Lu Wenchuan have an idea?

Sang Qiwu thought for a while, edited a message on his mobile phone and sent it over.

[Little sister, there are so many men in the world, although it is said that forgetting a relationship is to start the next one, but you are not in a hurry now. 】

[Isn't it good to go back and wait for the eldest brother to introduce you to the elites who know the roots? ] 】

Sang Yijia looked at such a reply, and the corners of her eyes jumped fiercely, if she didn't explain it clearly, the second brother was afraid that the next step would be to think of what her and Lu Wenchuan's child should be called.

After thinking about it for a while, Sang Yijia edited the message and sent it, and then went to see Sang Qiwu's reply, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

[Little sister, I don't remember much about the past, why don't you wait for you to go home and ask your parents? 】

After Sang Yijia replied, he said that the show was still being recorded, and he was busy first, so he quit WeChat and looked up just to meet Lu Wenchuan's black eyes.

In an instant, Sang Yijia seemed to remember something, but it was too fast for her to catch it.