When they got to the back, Zhuo Yu'an didn't dare to look at her anymore, or even dare to sit next to her. He moved a little to the side, keeping at least an arm's length away.
After Cheng Chen finished fighting with Lu Kuo, he looked over Tinglan at Zhuo Yuan:
"Mr. Zhuo, I haven't had your WeChat account for so many years. Please add one, as a classmate."
Lu Kuo: "You want to add him on WeChat, have I approved it?"
Zhuo Yuan had already taken out his mobile phone and showed them the QR code of adding friends on WeChat.
"Mr. Zhuo is still generous." Cheng Chen scanned his QR code, and other students at the table also scanned the code to add.
Cheng Chen called Tinglan: "You can also add Mr. Zhuo. I will have one more person to take care of you in Senzhou from now on."
Zhuo Yuan raised his eyebrows, moved the phone, and placed it directly in front of Tinglan.
Tinglan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and scanned his QR code, applying to add a friend. As soon as he sent the application, it was approved in seconds.
His WeChat name is his own name, Zhuo Yuan.
Because Cheng Chen had to catch a flight back to Qining, the party did not last until very late, and Lu Kuo announced that it was over.
Tinglan held Cheng Chen's hand and talked outside the restaurant. Every time Cheng Chen saw her, apart from being concerned about her mother's condition, he always said the same thing: to pursue his career seriously and make good use of the resources in Senzhou.
Ting Lan just nodded obediently.
Zhuo Yuan stood smoking not far away. He usually had no craving for cigarettes and only smoked one occasionally. After the dinner, he looked at Ting Lan not far away and felt a little depressed. At this dinner, the two seemed to know each other, but they also seemed not to know each other.
.But for him, there is no progress.
He thought that after tonight, she might have forgotten about him again.
Lu Kuo waved to him: "Are you driving? Send Tinglan home."
He was driving, so he drank only a little red wine tonight.
He glanced at Tinglan, who seemed a little surprised by Lu Kuo's arrangement. After Lu Kuo left, she hurriedly waved her hand and said that she could go back.
He handed her the phone and said, "Tell Lao Lu yourself."
It was expected that she would not really call Lu Kuo to refuse.
"Trouble."
Still got in his car.
He was driving and she was sitting in the passenger seat. Zhuo Yuan felt an unreal feeling. He had been following her back for many years. Such close contact was too little.
The car was driving very slowly. His car was very quiet and made no noise. He did not receive any traffic signals or play car music. It was surprisingly quiet. Even if you listened carefully, you could hear each other's breathing.
Of course Zhuo Yu'an drove very slowly on purpose. He wished he could take the wrong road and take an extra circuit. Ting Lan was in the passenger seat, lowering his head and playing with his cell phone.
She was not good at chatting, so she could only let the tense and awkward atmosphere spread.
Maybe it was because of her age, or because she was "brainwashed" by Lin Zhiqian every day, or because she was in this specific quiet space. In short, her mood was ups and downs, and her attention was completely attracted by the man next to her.
The man next to me is so outstanding. He is obviously of the same age, but he has already achieved a career that is far beyond anyone's reach. He is also very handsome, with clear features and a noble temperament.
Tinglan shouted in his heart, this may be the hormone explosion that Lin Zhiqian always said.