"Someone is looking for you. I'm afraid it would be inconvenient for me to be there."
"What's the inconvenience?"
Afraid of blood splattering on the spot. Of course, before Su Man had time to say this, Zhou Xun had already opened the door.
She swallowed the words into her stomach quickly.
The foreign chef stood upright at the door with a professional smile on his face. Most of his face was bathed in the bright sunshine of City C. He smiled sincerely and handsomely.
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"But I've eaten it."
The little salad on the plane was paired with a raw chicken drumstick, and Su Man was really not full.
But she was absolutely unwilling to have dinner with Zhou Xun alone.
She was afraid that he would approach her deliberately to get information about Zhou Qian.
The waiter pushed the dining cart in, and the meal for two ordered by Zhou Xun was as rich as the Hongmen Banquet.
Su Man's already deflated belly started singing again at the right time.
Zhou Xun glanced at her belly with a faint smile, and tapped the position opposite him with his chin.
A closer look revealed that the seven or eight dishes were all Su Man's favorite flavors.
“Try the skills of foreign chefs.”
Su Man became more determined in what she had in mind, and Zhou Xun tried to get closer.
Zhou Xun looked at her bitter and resentful face and said, "If I didn't know, I would have thought you had something against the chef."
"Great." Su Man smiled and gave a thumbs up like a chef.
Even if the food on the table is made by foreigners, the craftsmanship is as good as that of the nanny at home.
"It's an honor for me to be praised by Mrs. Zhou." The chef bent down slightly, took her hand with his right hand, and gave her a pious kiss.
Mrs. Zhou, Su Man bit her tongue instantly.
While she was thinking about how to explain tactfully, Zhou Xun dropped another handful of vegetables into her bowl, "You are so anxious to clear up the relationship and want to announce to everyone that you are Mrs. Fu?"
His voice was a little deep, filled with indescribable sourness. He spoke the word Mrs. Fu softly, but with gritted teeth.
Su Man couldn't figure him out.
"Qing Ben Jiaren" resumed business, and Su Qing also returned to the Su family. In order not to worry him, Su Man temporarily concealed the news of the divorce.
I have parted ways with Fu Yansheng. These words sound particularly ironic.
The shadow cast by her eyelashes made her feel particularly lonely, and even the sunshine outside could not drive away her sadness.
She was stunned for a moment, and when it fell into Zhou Xun's eyes, it naturally turned into another scene.
Occasionally, the river breeze blew in, making Su Man's hair flutter, but it could not take away the strange atmosphere in the house.
"Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, does this dish not suit your taste?" The foreign chef didn't understand the twists and turns and asked anxiously, "Do you mind if I try it with serving chopsticks?"
"Excuse me." Zhou Xun was very polite. He was silent for a while and then explained, "This is not my wife."
He really has a secret crush on Zhou Qian!
Su Man raised her eyelids and took a look, then lowered her eyes and poked at the rice grains in the bowl.
There is no problem with the taste. The chef was tasting each item one by one, and when he suddenly heard this sentence, he was like waking up from a dream, "Oh!"
This meal made the chef's heart beat wildly. The young man and woman both put down their chopsticks. He was relieved and quickly evacuated the battlefield with the waiter.
Su Man felt stuffy in her heart, so she went to the bathroom to clean her hands and planned to say thank you to Zhou Xun.
But Zhou Xun didn't look too good either. He turned his back to Su Man and filled cup after cup of water in the open kitchen.
It's like the water is white wine, and one drink can relieve a thousand worries.
"That...Zhou Xun." She spoke thoughtfully, thinking about how to make him let go of his worries, her hands behind her back tangled together.
Things like feelings cannot be forced.
The young man stopped drinking water and placed the water glass heavily on the marble table.
"Are you going to transfer money again?"
Zhou Xun had clearly drank a lot of water, but his voice was still hoarse and uncomfortable, and he felt like he was coughing up blood every time he spoke a word.
He pulled at his tie uncomfortably.
"What?" Su Man didn't react for a moment, and the hand behind her was stiff.
Suddenly, a tall figure moved in front of her and restrained her.
The gloom before her eyes made Su Man hold her breath.
"Drawing clear boundaries with people you don't trust is not your specialty?" He was so angry that every word was forced out through his teeth, but his remaining reason still allowed him to speak it in the gentlest tone.
The treasure given to him by the years is now in his arms, and he is afraid of hurting her.
Fu Yansheng has occupied her heart for ten years, and he has been missing from her heart for twenty years. She trusts Fu Yansheng, and he recognizes him.
That young boy from country F was a bad boy at first glance, and because of his face that looked exactly like Fu Yansheng's, he easily gained her trust, making her desperate to help him fight against several burly men.
She never thought of asking him for help.
The hand that had held him tightly during his childhood had somehow let go.
Although the two of them were close at hand, he had no reason to even touch her.
Su Man looked at the young man in front of her.
In her eyes, Zhou Xun is elegant and a gentleman, but now his back is tense, like a green pine that has carried a thousand pounds of pain and still refuses to bend.
"Zhou Xun, I'm sorry." Su Man spoke quietly, breaking the stalemate, "I'm transferring money to you, not to draw a clear line with you, but I don't like to owe others favors."
"Do you owe less?"
The beautiful eyes reflecting Zhou Xun's figure gradually became confused.
Time has taken away little Su Man's memory, leaving Zhou Xun to wander in circles. It's really unfair.
It's really unfair.
His eyes were red and bleeding, like a cheetah about to pounce on an elk.
He stretched out his hand to smooth the broken hair on Su Man's temples and sighed: "Why don't you remember anything?"
"I remember that you were allergic to lilies; I remember that you carefully protected my dignity when you saw me in such a mess; I remember that you were afraid that I would be alone, so you accompanied me to the dinner party; I remember that you gave up your cooperation with Chen Congxing in order to invest in me;
Remember... in short, I don't distrust you, I really just don't want to owe you too many favors."
Su Man counted it carefully. In just a few months, Zhou Xun had helped her a lot.
And she was like a white-eyed wolf, throwing money at him. But as Zhou Qian said, money is the most indispensable thing for him.
Putting his cold index finger between her lips, Zhou Xun listened to her endless parallelism and curled his lips: "Su Man, are you sending me a good guy card?"
She has no conscience, how dare she! Su Man’s eyes widened and her mouth murmured.
"I don't think you have the guts." The smile on Zhou Xun's lips deepened, and the pear dimples that he hadn't seen for a long time danced in front of Su Man's eyes. "I remember a lot, but they are not the point. Did you fail the Chinese language test in the college entrance examination? There are so many parallel sentences.
, isn’t it tiring to talk about it?”
The young man's tense back gradually softened.
Suddenly, the cheetah seemed to have changed its mind and let go of the young deer who was drinking water by the stream.
The hostility surrounding him slowly faded away.
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