His words were concise, and it took less than two minutes to convince her to accept his arrangement and walked out of the hidden side door of the store.
Before getting in the car, Jiang Zimo still made a call to Bai Yanbing, but who knew his phone was turned off. When she was stunned, someone had already opened the back door of the black Bentley parked in front of her.
"Ms. Jiang, Mr. Murong asked us to pick you up for dinner."
Jiang Zimo quickly sent a text message to Bai Yanbing, and then calmly got into the car.
When night falls, the luxurious French restaurant on the top floor of the hotel is empty. A violinist is playing the elegant "Cepitre", but Jiang Zimo wears a champagne-colored floral skirt under an off-white cashmere shirt.
Pair it with nude-colored flat-heeled fish-mouth shoes for a completely casual look.
She didn't care about her inappropriate dress. She said "thank you" to Murong Qingzhen who stood up and pulled out the chair for her, and smiled easily: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to have a meal with you in Zurich. It was really unexpected.
Accident."
There was a light, natural blush on her face, which reminded him of her lazy coquettish voice in the morning, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
But it was only for a moment. Murong Qingzhen quickly adjusted his expression and smiled: "I also prefer to hang out with you on the streets of Zurich, but the street air here is too bad and the noise is too loud, so it is not suitable for chatting."
Jiang Zimo curled his lips: "In terms of pollution, Zurich is really one of the few clean areas in the world. Mr. Murong feels that the air is bad even here. It seems that you can only go to the North Pole to open up a new continent.
"
Murong Qingzhen was used to being talked about by her. When he saw that she was no longer polite to him, he felt a little better: "You didn't sleep well last night, so I ordered a mocha for you."
Jiang Zimo subconsciously turned his head and looked in the mirror: "My face is not bad, how do you know I didn't sleep well last night?"
When Murong Qingzhen heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he did not answer. He took the large bouquet of white roses from the waiter: "You have been away for two years, and now I realize that only white roses are the most suitable for you."
Jiang Zimo didn't answer. He pretended not to hear and picked up the cup and took a sip of mocha: "Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"
Murong Qingzhen put the flowers aside: "I heard that you will be with Bai Yanbing. It's just because at the beginning, I didn't admit in time that the person in the photo was you."
"Who did you listen to? How is it possible!" Jiang Zimo was really surprised this time. What on earth was this man thinking?
"If this is not the case, does that mean I still have a chance to correct my mistakes?"
Murong Qingzhen smiled and naturally picked out the fresh ham among the fried mushrooms for her - she had never been used to eating this.
"It seems that your temper is much better now than before. According to your past temper, if I said such bastard words in front of you, even if you didn't slap me directly, you would smash my head with a glass.
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Jiang Zimo smiled calmly: "When a person dies once, many things will naturally change. However, some things will not change no matter what. Qingzhen, I want you to understand what I am talking about."
"So, I was wrong again? I'm sorry, Azi, I thought you were still the girl in my memory. What I know is that you will never look back easily to the people and things you rejected...