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"Get in the car!" My ex-husband was obviously in a bad mood, especially when he saw me dodging, he became even more furious.
"An Yue! Get in the car!"
Seeing that I didn't move, Zhuo Yang actually drove down and looked like he was going to invite me up personally.
But-
Am I a fool? Seeing Zhuo Yang like this, with a dark forehead and a malicious look, it is obvious that he is someone who is not easy to mess with. I must be crazy to get into his car.
I stepped back repeatedly, looking around alertly for any savior.
"Zhuo Yang... don't come over here... I will get angry... I will really get angry..."
"Falling out?" Zhuo Yang laughed in anger, "Sorry, I have already fallen out..."
After saying that, he grabbed my hand and threw me directly into the car.
It was late, and there were not many people on the street.
But I don’t want to argue with my ex-husband on the street at all.
"Let me go... Let me go..."
"No! You'd better listen... I'm very angry now!" Zhuo Yang leaned over and gritted his teeth. I thought he would bite me in anger. But no -
He kissed me.
I:…
I was going to continue biting him. As a woman, I should be good at taking advantage of my advantages.
"Want to bite me again? I didn't expect my wife is still a little wild cat..." Zhuo Yang would not fall into the same trap twice. So he quickly let go of me, and pinched my chin with one hand, "Little wild cat... Save some strength, and you can bite me however you want later..."
"..." Flirting with me?! When did Zhuo Yang become so shameless
I deeply felt that if I continued to make trouble with him, he would be even more proud.
So I shut up and tightly grasped the pepper spray in my handbag.
"Are you hungry?" The car slid forward smoothly. I watched coldly and found that Zhuo Yang was in a good mood at this time. Although he still looked cold as usual, and there were even traces of my wantonness on his lips, I could feel that he was a little happy.
But... what's there to be happy about
I secretly complained in my heart.
I'm so tired and hungry. I just want to go back and have a good sleep. I don't want to care about anything else.
"Let's go get a midnight snack."
"I'm not hungry... Take me home." I opened my eyes tiredly and found that Zhuo Yang didn't care about my answer at all. He started talking to himself.
"What should I eat? Xu Shengji's shrimp dumplings are good, or Linglongji's crystal clear steamed dumplings. Oh, by the way..."
Zhuo Yang ignored my opinion and after a brief thought, he finally made a decision.
“Let’s go eat some steaming dumplings.”
“…” This guy doesn’t care about my opinion at all! Slam the table!
I have never heard of Zhengzhengrisheng, but according to Zhuoyang's taste, I think it is probably some high-end dumpling restaurant.
But when Zhuoyang brought me here, I found out that it was just an ordinary dumpling shop near the nearby university.
The year-end cold waves came in waves. I was only wearing a little dress and a waistcoat. As soon as I left the warm car, I immediately shivered with cold.
Zhuo Yang was walking in front of me at first. I don’t know what he thought of, but he suddenly stopped and looked at his hands. His entire profile was hidden in the dim light. From my perspective, there was a hint of despair in him.
Then, he turned around and saw me, and his desperate expression relaxed. "Are you a turtle?"
Zhuoyang was not polite at all when he spoke, but it was very warm when he came over and held my hand.
This seemed to be the second time Zhuo Yang and I held hands in the true sense. The first time we held hands was on my mother's death anniversary. It was raining heavily that day. I came back from the cemetery alone. An Ran, An Ran's mother saw me with a look of sneer on her face, and seemed a little proud.
I know what they are thinking. After all, it was only God's will that the mistress ended up like that.
No one likes my mother, and no one likes me.
However, on that cold rainy night, when I was hiding in my room alone and missing my mother, it was Zhuoyang who came over, held my hand, stroked my face and said to me, "It's okay... Everything is okay..."
Zhuo Yang's hands were big and warm, just like the ones I held hands with in my memory. Because of the memories, I fell into a trance for a moment.
Until my body felt warm, Zhuo Yang had already taken off his coat and covered me with it.
"Who told you to dress like this! You deserve to be freezing!" But after saying that, he gently put his coat on me and buttoned it for me.
Such a gentle Zhuo Yang...
I seem to...
Never seen it before.
I was in a daze all the way, but Zhuo Yang didn't seem to notice. He took my hand and walked into the dumpling restaurant called "Zhengzhengrisheng".
The dumpling shop seemed to be closing. When we entered, we only saw a pretty woman at the counter counting the bills. She paused when she saw us come in and then said, "We are closed."
"Excuse me... My wife is cold and hungry. Can you make us a bowl of dumplings?"
Zhuo Yang actually begged in such a humble manner to the owner of a dumpling shop. I felt like my dog was going to be blinded.
Is this a dream
Tell me, is this a dream? Maybe if I bite myself, I will feel the pain and know it is not a dream.
The owner of the dumpling shop was obviously a gentle and soft-hearted person. Seeing that I was shivering with cold, she nodded without thinking.
However, before she opened her mouth, a cold voice spoke for her.
"No! You've worked hard today... Get them out!"
"…" What a rude man, he looks a bit like someone. I glanced at Zhuo Yang beside me, but he looked like "this is perfectly normal".
I don’t know how delicious the dumplings from this restaurant are that they make Zhuo Yang lower his noble head again and again.
When I saw the owner of the voice, I began to understand why this person was so domineering.
This man is exactly the same type as Zhuo Yang.
Tall, strong, handsome, and indifferent.
"Yanting... don't be like this..." The gentle lady boss was much kinder and pulled the hand of the man with a bad face, "There's still a little in the kitchen... That girl looks very cold..."
"Hmph..." The man named Yan Ting glanced at me, then at Zhuo Yang, and said rudely, "Wife, don't worry. With the charm of the president of Zhuoyue Culture, you can eat as many delicacies as you want... You don't need ours..."
Judging from the tone of this man, does he think of Zhuo Yang
Or is there another tall, rich and handsome guy hidden
Before Zhuo Yang opened his mouth, the kind proprietress smiled with her eyebrows curved.
"Sorry, sorry... My husband has a bad temper, please bear with me... By the way, girl, what flavor do you want to eat?"
I am a young woman of about 27 or 28 years old, and I was called "girl" by a woman who looked younger than me. Even if I had a thick skin, I couldn't help blushing.
"Um... whatever."
I really don't care. Then I looked at Zhuo Yang and he actually said the same thing as I did.
"Yeah, same as her."
"Well, wait a moment." After saying that, the woman turned and went in. The man glared at Zhuo Yang, but finally seemed to have no choice but to follow her in.
I watched the couple go in one after another, feeling a little confused. Although I had clearly said to ignore Zhuo Yang and not say a word to him, I couldn't help but speak at this time.
"Are they a couple?"
Zhuo Yang hasn't let go of my hand yet. He is wearing an iron-gray shirt, and his fair skin looks even more delicious against the dark background.
"Yeah." Zhuo Yang held my hand and carefully felt around for a while, then seemed a little dissatisfied. "There are calluses on my hands."
“Hmph…” Compared to my previous life of having everything provided for me, my life after the divorce was naturally more difficult. It was normal for my hands, which were not beautiful to begin with, to have calluses. But I was still extremely unhappy when someone said this so carelessly.
I suddenly withdrew my hand from Zhuoyang's palm and gave a fake smile with my teeth clenched.
"none of your business."
"Hmm..." Zhuo Yang nodded, a smile on his face, "Not only have my hands become rougher... my mouth has also become more nimble..."
"No big deal, no big deal." I grinned and turned my head away pretending to be a dead body.
Beside me, Zhuo Yang seemed to laugh out loud. I felt that he must be mocking me again, and his face involuntarily turned red.
Damn…
If I had known I shouldn't have come here to eat such messy dumplings.
"The dumplings are here. Sorry to have kept you waiting."
Just when I was feeling anxious and didn't know how to deal with my ex-husband, the proprietress had already served the dumplings.
Her husband still looked unhappy, and I thought he looked like he wanted to eat the proprietress alive.
But just when I was very surprised, the lady boss bent down the man's head and patted his head in a comforting gesture...
I was like squirting, is this petting a big dog? Although they didn't meet much, I think her man must be a proud man... Wouldn't he get mad if he was petted in front of so many people
But what surprised me again was that the man did not get angry. Instead, he put his arm around the woman's waist with a smile and went to the back with a healed look on his face.
I feel like my three perspectives have been refreshed again today.
What kind of world is this! This is also possible!
"His woman's name is Ye Zhenzhen... He paid with his life for her." Seeing that I was staring at the two people, Zhuo Yang was actually interested in explaining to me.
"Take your life?" Such an ordinary couple also has such a dramatic story
Zhuo Yang smiled and put the spoon in my hand. "Although I don't like that man, there is one thing about him that I admire."
"oh???"
Zhuo Yang took a sip of soup, looked up at me, and then said slowly: "He said that if he wants something, he will definitely get it... even if he has to pay any price... I think so too..."