The coffee and cake were not finished in the end.
On the way to the coffee shop, Lin Yuanzhi answered the phone and apologized to her, saying that something happened at the company and he had to rush back immediately.
Before leaving, Lin Yuanzhi turned around and stared at Wen Sheng in the evening breeze and neon light, "Yvonne, can we meet again?"
Wen Sheng smiled and said, "Of course."
"I'm looking forward to it." Lin Yuanzhi smiled back, then turned and left.
Wen Sheng didn't mind at all that he left midway - she even breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
To say that she and Lin Yuanzhi were friends, she was OK, but to say that she was going on a blind date, Wen Sheng found that she was not ready at all. She had been in the habit of being slow for more than ten years, and she had to change it all at once.
It's really difficult. Lin Yuanzhi seems to be pretty good, but this "not bad" has not impressed Wen Sheng for the time being.
She looked at the bag in her hand, then at the new shoes under her feet, and suddenly thought of that person.
When he was in Chengdu, he bought her a pair of sneakers on the pretext of buying cigarettes, and put them on for her with his own hands in front of the Xiaolongkan hot pot restaurant without paying attention to everyone.
When Wen Sheng recalled it, the picture was particularly clear, as if it was right in front of him - the night wind blew, Wen Sheng suddenly woke up, and there was a little hazy mist in front of his eyes.
She shouldn't think about that person again.
But it does hurt in my heart.
She couldn't deny that the reason why she refused Lin Yuanzhi's gift was because... someone had already bought her a pair of shoes. Wen Sheng didn't know if she could accept another man buying her shoes in this life.
But she knew in her heart, at least not now.
She still needs some time.
Wen Sheng raised her head, her long hair was blown by the wind, and her tears fell involuntarily. They came so fast and urgent, she didn't know she could be so sad - she thought she could not care, as long as she didn't think about it, as long as she tried hard to forget, the past
Those days were just a dream and would not affect her life too much.
But what are these sudden tears?
Why are you so disappointed?
It's just a mistake not worth mentioning.
But Wen Sheng was still grateful that she didn't show any emotion in front of Lin Yuanzhi just now.
Fu Yanlin watched her carrying the bag from a distance, her thin shoulders were pitiful. She kept brushing her face with her hands and raised her head again. She probably couldn't stop her tears. Wen Sheng turned her face to the side, biting her lower lip, trying to hold back.
Tears, a pair of wet deer eyes on the pretty face——
When Fu Yanlin realized that Wen Sheng was crying, he wanted to step up to find her, but Wen Sheng stopped a taxi and got in.
His courage came too late.
At this time, Fu Yanlin's phone rang. He glanced at the note and picked up immediately.
"Old dog Fu, I saw a very exciting scene in the hotel parking lot. Do you want to join in the fun?" Song Yuen's tone was full of excitement and gloating.
Fu Yanlin asked, "Lin Yuanzhi?"
"Oh my god! How did you know?"
Song Yuen asked, "Are you in the parking lot too? Where did you go? I couldn't find you just now, so I thought you left first."
Fu Yanlin naturally refused to admit that he followed Wen Sheng out. He said, "Come out and have a cigarette."
"Then why don't you come and watch the show? It's so fucking exciting. This is the first time I've seen two males chewing so passionately!"
"Here we come." Fu Yanlin cut off the phone and walked back.
But when Fu Yan arrived at the basement, the show was over, and Lin Yuanzhi's car just drove out.
After Fu Yanlin got in the car, Song Yuen took out his cell phone and threw it to him, "Hey, brother, am I cool? I knew you couldn't catch up, so I recorded it for you. This piece of shit is so disgusting!"
"Drive and follow him." Fu Yanlin ordered, opening the photo album on his phone and clicking on the video.
Song Yuen, "How do I know where he is going?"
"Drive towards Chunjiang Road and you can catch up." Fu Yanlin answered while staring at the video screen.
On the way to the basement, he received Lin Yuanzhi's personal information - all aspects were extremely complete.
If he wants to go home, he must take Chunjiang Road.
In the video, two people were kissing each other. One person was pressed against the car by the other, his chin was pinched, and they were chewing each other thoroughly. They were so lost in love that they didn’t know what the world was.
It's really exciting.
Fu Yanlin found it annoying and threw the phone back to Song Yuen.
Seeing that there was no expression on his face, Song Yuen asked doubtfully, "Aren't you angry? This kind of trash actually dares to attack our Miss Wen!"
Fu Yanlin ignored him.
What are you doing when you are angry?
It was too late for him to be happy.
Lin Yuanzhi is not qualified to stand with Wen Sheng and make him jealous.
But... there is dissatisfaction.
Who is he?
This kind of guy dares to go out on a blind date with Wen Sheng - he is really overestimating his abilities.
Fu Yanlin raised his eyes and pointed at the BMW 740 not far ahead, "Over there."
Song Yuen: "Are you the fucking Monkey King's eyes? Are they so sharp?"
"Add more weight and rush forward."
"What?"
"Bump his ass for me."
Song Yuen:......
"Why are you standing there? Didn't you buy insurance?" Fu Yanlin said impatiently.
Song Yuen: Fu Laogou, I just picked up this car, but it was smashed within a week. My dad will twist my head off!
Fu Yanlin: The Song family is going bankrupt?
Song Yuen: You are not a human, the dog is a real dog——
What could Song Yuen do? He had no choice but to do it.
That's right, just attack Wen Sheng.
Hit him to death!
Then, Song Yuen stepped on the accelerator, rushed forward, and bumped into the butt of Lin Yuanzhi's car.
The sound of "bang" is loud.
The car stopped quickly, but only Lin Yuan got out, not the co-pilot.
Before he could speak, Fu Yanlin rolled down the passenger window, threw a business card to Lin Yuanzhi, and said in a cold, arrogant and disdainful tone, "Full responsibility, take my insurance."
Lin Yuanzhi's face turned red and he was obviously irritated. He stared at Fu Yanlin and his tone was cold and stern, "What do you mean?"
Fu Yanlin's face was as solid as iron, "Can't you understand people?"
Lin Yuanzhi's face darkened.
Fu Yanlin warned, "Some things are not yours, don't even think about them, let alone touch them with your dirty hands, understand?"
Lin Yuanzhi squinted his eyes, not understanding what he meant at all, but faced with the stranger's provocation, he expressed his displeasure, "Threatening me?"
"There is also a warning." Fu Yanlin glanced at the smashed butt of the BMW, "otherwise it will be your head that gets rotten next time."
"Who are you?" Lin Yuanzhi was convinced that he did not know this person, and was even more convinced that the hostility and murderous intent in the other person's eyes were fierce.
Fu Yanlin was too lazy to answer him, so he rolled up the window and asked Song Yuen to drive.
It's a pity that Lin Yuanzhi didn't get a concussion.
Song Yuen was sitting in the cab, her chest hurt.
Lin Yuanzhi's BMW's butt is wilted, so... is his Xiao Nannan okay?
Song Yuen was extremely happy at this time: Fortunately, he didn't like Wen Sheng.