Too thin-skinned and easy to lose a wife

The atmosphere turned cold for a moment.

"You must be hungry, right? How about ordering first?" Yang Yi broke the silence.

Zhao Lu didn't come here for dinner.

Before the person came, Zhao Lu thought of various reasons to slip away, but now seeing the faint smile on the face of the opposite person, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

A little dry mouth, slightly sweaty palms.Zhao Lu licked his lips and said, "Okay..."

Yang Yi beckoned to the waiter and wanted to hand her the menu: "Come and order."

Zhao Lu was polite and didn't answer: "It's better for you to come."

Yang Yi flipped through the menu and asked her opinion: "What's your taste? Do you like spicy food or light food?"

"It's all right, you can order whatever you want."

Yang Yi glanced at the opposite side, and found that Zhao Lu seemed a little out of shape.Her attention returned to the menu: "How about Japanese tofu?"

"Come on."

"What about crucian carp soup?"

"can."

"Sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"Okay, you can figure it out." Zhao Lu replied almost mechanically.

Yang Yi closed the menu and handed it to the waiting waiter, saying, "Just the three I ordered just now, and an extra serving of garlic choy sum. Thank you."

"Okay, you two, please wait a moment."

After the waiter stepped back, the two people at the table looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhao Lu's eyes flickered slightly.

"Are you still thinking about what I told you just now?"

Zhao Lu nodded, suppressed for a long time, and said: "I'm not joking, I feel like I've been struck by lightning. I didn't expect you and him... to be brothers and sisters."

Before the meal was served, Yang Yi picked up the teapot and poured tea slowly, and said with a smile, "From the first time we met three months ago to now, we can only say that this world is too small."

Speaking of their first encounter, Zhao Lu couldn't help but think of the woman who was walking with her.So Zhao Lu asked her: "By the way, Miss Qian seems to be from this city too, right?"

Yang Yi paused with his gestures: "Which Miss Qian?"

"It's the one who got motion sickness on the bus, haven't you guys known each other for almost ten years?"

Yang Yi was in a daze for a moment, as if remembering, and said lightly: "Yes, it's from this city."

Regarding Qian Ziyu, this is probably one of the few common topics between them.Zhao Lu was just looking for something to say: "Look, I'm also from this city, so I haven't been able to meet her, but I can often meet you."

Yang Yi put a cup of tea in front of her, and with a crisp "pop", she said slowly, "Zi Yu...she should not be in China now."

Zhao Lu picked up the teacup and took a sip, finally relieving the discomfort in his throat just now: "She traveled abroad?"

"Almost, she's married."

"Wow! When did it happen?"

"Two months ago."

Zhao Lu took another sip of water before putting down the glass, and asked, "Did you go to her wedding?"

Yang Yi shook her head and smiled wryly: "She married a Singaporean businessman. I was too busy to ask for leave, so I didn't go."

After ten years of relationship, my good friend got married but I couldn't be there to bless her. It's really embarrassing to think about it.

Zhao Lu frowned, and said with emotion: "That's really a pity."

Yang Yi pondered for a while, and said, "There's nothing to regret, as long as she's happy. You seem to be tanned a lot, did you travel a while ago?"

Yang Yi changed the topic too quickly, Zhao Lu reacted slowly, and asked instead: "Am I hacked?"

Under Wang Xiuyun's supervision, she obviously put on her makeup carefully, can this be seen?

Yang Yi's gaze was fixed on her neck: "It's a little darker, there are tan marks around the neckline."

Zhao Lu hurriedly lowered his head, and was startled when he saw it.

It's all her mother's fault, she insisted on wearing clothes with a wide neckline, saying that it looks good when her collarbone is exposed, so that her neck looks long...

Zhao Lu didn't pay attention at the time, but after Yang Yi reminded him, he discovered that there was a faint dividing line under the collarbone.

Her cheeks were slightly hot, and she covered them with her hands, smiling unnaturally: "I went to Yangzhou in the past two months, and I didn't have much sun protection."

Yang Yi's expression was about to smile, and he comforted her and said, "Anyway, you are white, and you will recover in a short time."

Zhao Lu was noncommittal, cleared his throat: "Didn't you notice that I've lost weight?"

Yang Yi carefully examined her face and smiled politely: "You are not fat in the first place."

"..."

Well, we have nothing to talk about.

Yang Yi held the teacup with her long fingers and didn't drink it. She paused and said, "Miss Zhao, is there anything you want to ask me about Zheng Hao?"

"..." If she didn't mention this name, Zhao Lu almost forgot that he was here on a blind date.

If I tell her directly that I am not interested in the blind date, and that I agree to meet only to perfuse my family, won't that be too embarrassing?

But if you don't tell her, is it possible that you really want to chat with her about another man here?The meaning of the ulterior motive is that chickens talk to ducks, which is very annoying and awkward.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Zhao Lu bit his lips and said, "Let me tell you the truth, I actually don't have any feelings for Zheng Hao at all. My mother forced me to agree to meet him."

"..." Yang Yi opened his mouth slightly.

"I don't want this. I didn't know he was your brother."

Because of her confession, Yang Yi was stunned for a full three seconds, her expression returned to normal, and she sighed: "So that's how it is."

"I'm sorry." It was amazing that now it was her turn to apologize.

Yang Yi's round nails tapped the table lightly, once, twice, three times.She smiled: "You don't need to apologize to me, I'm not Zheng Hao himself."

"Then... I'll tell him myself later."

Zhao Lu drank the tea in the cup in one breath, and when he reached for the teapot, Yang Yi reminded her: "Don't drink too much, there will be crucian carp soup later."

Zhao Lu withdrew his hand embarrassingly: "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Please."

Zhao Lu grabbed the bag beside him and left quickly.

There was no one in the bathroom, so she walked to the mirror, took out the powder from her bag, and pressed it on the tanned area under her collarbone until the dividing line faded.She breathed a sigh of relief.

When she went out, three dishes and one soup were already served.Yang Yi gestured for her to sit down.

Zhao Lu looked at the things on the table: "The two of us can't finish it?"

"Eat first and then talk. If you can't finish eating, you can pack it."

Zhao Lu was really hungry, she picked up the chopsticks bluntly.

Yang Yi served her a bowl of soup.

"Thank you."

Yang Yi poured soup for herself, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "If it wasn't for an accident at home, Zheng Hao originally planned to invite you to watch a movie after dinner. Since your mind is not on this, then forget it."

The more Zhao Lu thought about it, the more guilty she felt, she put down the soup bowl in her hand calmly: "If I didn't confess, would it be possible that you would invite me to the movies instead of him?"

"In order to show our sincerity, it is not impossible."

"..." Zhao Lu never expected her to answer like this, "You two have such a good relationship."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "When our family was reorganized, he was nine years old and I was five years old. He has always been very kind to me, and he is very good at loving people."

Zhao Lu couldn't help thinking of his relationship with Zhou Yang.Feeling suddenly cheerful, she said with a smile: "Actually, even if Zheng Hao didn't come, I can still invite you to watch a movie."

"You please? Say it the other way around."

"Well, you can invite me if you want, but you will lose a lot in that way."

Yang Yi was still surprised: "The two of us...go to the movies?"

Zhao Lu blinked, half serious and half joking: "Is it not possible? Do you have other things to do at night?"

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth raised slightly: "It's nothing else, the main task tonight is to accompany you to have this meal."

"Task? It sounds aggrieved."

Yang Yi hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I mean, having this meal with you is a very solemn thing."

"Haha, I'm joking."

Not funny at all.

Zhao Lu hurriedly lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice.

They didn't go to the movies after all.

Yang Yi packed what he hadn't finished eating, walked out of the Chinese restaurant, looked at her and said, "I'll see you off, anyway."

It is indeed a drop in, after all, it is the relationship between upstairs and downstairs.

Zhao Lu didn't flirt with her, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Okay, thank you."

Yang Yi's car is much more low-key than He Yun's, there are no extra decorations inside, the only decoration is a box of tissue paper on the driver's console.

When the car started, Zhao Lu suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Zheng Hao's grandfather has entered the hospital, don't you need to go and see?"

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "No need, there are many brothers and sisters on his mother's side. If I go over, it may be awkward to meet."

Zhao Lu understood it and didn't ask any more questions.

The packed things were placed in the empty slot of the middle armrest, and Zhao Lu accidentally touched them when leaning back, and she began to find nothing to say: "Do you want to keep these things for yourself?"

Yang Yi looked at the road ahead without squinting: "If he comes over, let him eat. If he doesn't come over, I'll save it for myself tomorrow."

he?

Still, she?

Zhao Lu's heart tightened, and he suddenly remembered the man's red tie and the pair of socks he saw that night.

When the relationship is not very close, it is indeed a taboo to inquire about other people's privacy.Zhao Lu knew this truth very well, but the opportunity was rare, and she still couldn't control her curiosity.

She sat up a little bit, and asked cautiously, "Are you going to take it back and give it to your boyfriend?"

Taking a left turn ahead, Yang Yi turned the steering wheel and took a moment to glance at her: "What boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend."

"……"real or fake?

"I'm talking about Zheng Hao."