Well, after eating the meal just now, she already knew very well that Zhuo Ran definitely admired her for more than just her work.
She deliberately revealed her marriage to Luo Jun just to make him quit.
This sentence, "Thank you for looking up to me" is a pun. He is a smart man and should understand it after thinking about it.
Zhuo Ran picked up the cup and touched it with hers.
When his gaze touched her clear eyes, he understood instantly.
No matter how hard he tried to hide it, she could still tell what kind of thoughts he had about her.
This smart and kind girl declined in this way, which definitely saved him enough face.
The two of them took a drink of water, and Chu Xiaochen stood up from the chair.
"Teacher Zhuo, thank you for your hospitality, but it's getting late and I have to go back."
"I'll see you off." Zhuoran stood up.
"No, I'll just take a taxi back. You don't look too good lately. Eat more." Chu Xiaochen put the bag on his shoulder, and then extended his palm to him, "Although I can't agree to your request, but
We are all friends, if there is anything I can do to help you, just ask."
"Okay." Zhuoran stretched out his palm.
The two of them shook each other's hand gently and then took their hands back.
"goodbye."
Nodding to him, Chu Xiaochen turned around and went out.
Zhuo Ran walked outside the door and did not follow her downstairs.
Chu Xiaochen went to the counter to pay the bill, then walked out and took a taxi to leave.
Watching her figure disappear outside the door, Zhuo Ran took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it between his lips, but did not light it.
A man came over, took out a lighter, lit it, and sent the flame to his cigarette butt.
Zhuoran took a deep breath, and the smoke slowly began to burn.
The man took back his lighter and lit his cigarette. The flames danced, reflecting the unusual scar on his ordinary face. It was Chen Chong.
"If you let her, within two hours she will be lying on your bed in all her glory."
Zhuoran took a deep breath, held the cigarette between his two fingers, took it out from his lips, and slowly exhaled a cloud of light blue smoke, "Does that make sense?"
Chen Chong smiled, "You cultural people, what meaning do you always want, true love... You chased me, I chased you, going around in circles for a long time, but in the end, didn't they all go to bed?"
Zhuo Ran also laughed, a little bitterly, "Maybe, you are right."
"But that's okay." Chen Chong bent down and pressed his arms against the railing. "Women are a disaster. Your choice is right. After you let go completely, you will have nothing to worry about. What do you plan to do...
When does it begin?"
"She's married." Zhuo Ran said.
Chen Chong raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Zhuo Ran's face, "With Luo Jun?"
Zhuoran nodded.
"So..." Chen Chong frowned tightly, "Are you soft-hearted?"
Zhuoran flicked the cigarette body gently with his fingers, and the ashes flew away in the wind. "These things had nothing to do with her."
"Mr. Zhuo!" Chen Chong said sternly, "Women, like clothes or flowers, are at best the icing on a man's cake. If you pay too much attention to them, you will lose miserably!"
Zhuoran turned around and walked to the side of the fence, extinguishing the cigarette butt in his hand, "I have decided, you don't need to say any more...all plans, stop!"
