Thinking of the panic he felt before entering the door, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable. After sitting down, he couldn't help but laugh to himself.
"What are you laughing at?" Shen Wangjin looked at her and asked.
"It's nothing." Zhuang Yibo said, "I just feel like I'm a bit overwhelmed..."
"How come all the plants and trees can be used in the art of war?" Shen Wangjin asked.
Zhuang Yibo turned to look at the environment in the private room, then looked at him again and said: "When I just entered the door, I was thinking wildly. I wonder if this is a trap, and I wonder if something will happen to you..."
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin just smiled, poured tea for her, and said, "Is this what you think about every day?"
"Otherwise, what else can I think about?" Zhuang Yibo said.
Shen Wangjin suddenly reached out his hand and stroked her hair, "Think about whether you want a boy or a girl, how you want to raise your child in the future, and what special skills you want him to learn..."
As Zhuang Yibo listened, he couldn't help but feel warm in his ears. He grabbed his hand all of a sudden, as if he didn't want him to talk anymore.
Seeing her like this, Shen Wangjin laughed softly again, put her hand to his lips and kissed her.
Because of this topic, this meal was rarely relaxed and enjoyable. Zhuang Yibo also had a rare appetite and ate well.
Shen Wangjin, as always, ate sparingly and lightly, and watched her eat most of the time.
When Zhuang Yibo had finished eating and drinking and looked up at him, he was still looking at her.
Zhuang Yibo felt a little embarrassed and said, "What are you doing? Did I eat too much?"
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin smiled faintly and then said: "It's good to eat more. After coming here, your appetite is much better than when you were in Bincheng."
After Zhuang Yibo heard this, he just pursed his lips and smiled.
She didn't tell him that it was because of this meal that her appetite improved a little, she just thought it was good that he was relieved.
But in Shen Wangjin's eyes, it was always because she didn't like Bincheng, so she had a bad appetite when she was there.
After a moment of silence, he added: "When this matter is settled, let's go back to London."
After Zhuang Yibo heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at him, then nodded slowly.
"So, seize the time you spend with Qianxing." Shen Wangjin said, "After all, this separation may only last a few months."
Zhuang Yibo then laughed again and responded: "Okay."
The two sat and talked for a long time. It was almost ten o'clock before Shen Wangjin said to her again: "It's time for you to go back. I'll ask the driver to take you off."
"What about you?" Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but ask.
"I have something else to do." Shen Wangjin said, "You go back first."
Zhuang Yibo suddenly noticed something and looked at him intently.
"Be obedient." Shen Wangjin just said.
Zhuang Yibo pursed his lips and finally responded obediently.
It turned out that her feeling from the beginning was not wrong. It turned out that something would happen today.
She suppressed her uneasiness forcibly, stood up, and then said to him: "You don't have to ask anyone to take me there. A driver sent me here. I can just take his car back."
Shen Wangjin knew that it was Song Qingyuan's person, so he nodded with confidence and said, "That's fine."
Zhuang Yibo looked at him again, then finally turned and left.
Shen Wangjin watched her leave quietly, and then gave instructions to the assistant behind him. The assistant quickly caught up with Zhuang Yibo and sent her out of the courtyard. He watched her get into the car, watched the car drive away, and then returned to
In that courtyard house.
Seeing that the courtyard was getting further and further away and gradually disappeared from sight, Zhuang Yibo said to the driver again: "Can you make a U-turn? You don't have to go to the courtyard anymore, just stop at the nearby street. I don't want to get out of the car.