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"Miss, please sit here."

Having said that, what else can Xia Jiaoyang say.

Xia Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, reminded himself to calm down, and walked over to sit down.

The servant quickly brought out the prepared meals, and after setting them up in front of the two of them, he bowed to Lu Ling and left.

Lu Ling is in a good mood today, which can be seen from his slow tasting wine. The cuffs of his black shirt are rolled up to his arms, revealing his firm wheat-colored skin. , against the backdrop of wine-red wine, her icy eyes were a bit seductive.

Xia Jiaoyang looked at Lu Ling's dinner plate and then at his own, and lowered his head sadly. Why does he have red wine and steak, but she only has porridge?

This was the first time that Xia Jiaoyang had dinner alone with Lu Ling in such an indifferent atmosphere. When Lu Ling took Xia Jiaoyang to play around, Lu Ling would take her to various special places for dinner at noon. Every time Xia Jiaoyang When Jiao Yang ate some special dishes, he would chirp and discuss with Lu Ling. Although Lu Ling didn't speak most of the time, at least occasionally he would nod his head in agreement with Xia Jiaoyang.

Instead of eating his steak and tasting his red wine like now, without even looking at Xia Jiaoyang, it's as if Xia Jiaoyang didn't exist.

In fact, this kind of dining environment is not unfamiliar to Xia Jiaoyang, but because of the naughty boy and Lu Chen recently, Xia Jiaoyang was not used to such quietness for a while.

Maybe it was because thinking of Lu Chen made her feel sad again, maybe it was because Lu Ling's indifference made Xia Jiaoyang feel uneasy.

In short, Xia Jiaoyang ate very slowly, it was just a small bowl of porridge, she sipped it, and Lu Ling's large plate of steak was almost finished, and she only drank half of it.

"What happened to you and Lu Chen?"

In the quiet restaurant where the sound of chewing could be heard, Lu Ling suddenly asked, Xia Jiaoyang was taken aback, and the porcelain spoon hit the bowl wall, making a crisp crashing sound.

"The wound on your face was caused by him, when I picked you up on the side of the road, you were soaked, sitting on the steps in the heavy rain, I called your name, talked to you, and you didn't respond .”

"What happened between you two?"

Lu Ling looked at Xia Jiaoyang coldly, and restored to her the memories of the two days she had left blank.

After listening to Lu Ling's words, Xia Jiaoyang unconsciously tightened his hand holding the spoon, and his fingertips turned white vigorously.

Lu Ling looked at Xia Jiaoyang with his head bowed down, his pupils shrank fiercely, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his anger towards Lu Chen in his heart increased to a higher level.

"Do you want to go back? I'll call Chen and ask him to—"

"do not want!"

The three words "come to pick you up" that Lu Ling hadn't said yet were sharply interrupted by Xia Jiaoyang. Xia Jiaoyang looked at Lu Ling nervously, the fear in his purple grape-like eyes was so obvious, and he begged a little.

"Don't call him, I don't want to see him."

Lu Ling pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and looked at Xia Jiaoyang firmly, "Since last night, the city has been under martial law, and he has been looking for you."

find her?

Xia Jiaoyang froze for a moment, his crystal-like eyes instantly lost their luster, and he lowered his head bitterly.

What else are you looking for?

"I'll take you back after dinner."

Lu Ling didn't want to see Xia Jiaoyang's sad and desperate look for Lu Chen anymore, so after speaking briefly, he picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass.

Old wine, so bitter.

"Can you use your mobile phone for me, I'll send someone to pick me up." After a while, Xia Jiaoyang whispered.

"Where are you going?"