Online dating object is ex-husband [ABO]

The second time I went to the restaurant, it was in a very inconspicuous alley.

Go in from the alley and follow the signs, turn left two turns and go straight, you will come to a courtyard.

Stepping over the threshold of the wooden door of the courtyard, the interior suddenly opens up.

This is a private restaurant that is not known to the public but is very famous in the capital.The reason why it is not known to the general public is that it only accepts one table of guests a day, and it is impossible to dine in without a reputation.

Don't look at the low ratings on the review software, and the average per capita is only [-], the actual cost of eating is far more than the apparent figure.

Different from the last lunch, Qian Zhongyi made an appointment with Zhou Qiyan this time for dinner at seven o'clock in the evening.

The meeting time was seven o'clock, but just after noon, Qian Zhongyi brought a large group of people to the courtyard to make arrangements.

I personally checked the ingredients, checked the menu, and asked someone to decorate the courtyard with flowers.

The courtyard is decorated in a modern Chinese style, which has both the beauty of modern simplicity and the charm of classical elegance.Zhou Qiyan, who is so gentle and soft, should like to eat in such an environment?

"Mr. Qian, I prepared a bouquet for you tonight."

Wang Yang, who hadn't appeared for a long time, came up with a bouquet of pink champagne roses, and passed a small jewelry box by the way.

"I said, is it really necessary to make such a big show?" Seeing Qian Zhongyi's nervous face, Wang Yang couldn't help itching his mouth, "I'm still not sure what Master Zhou's attitude is, you are in a hurry here, yes Are you really afraid that Young Master Zhou will turn his face away on the spot?"

"If you turn your face away and leave, you'll meet again anyway." Qian Zhongyi felt distressed, so he pulled the dining chair and sat down, "I'm afraid that if I procrastinate, I won't even be able to see each other.

"I went to see Zhou Chonglin that day, it's not like you don't know how I came back."

"Ah, what? I know." Wang Yang looked at his boss with distaste, "You were beaten by that cousin of Young Master Zhou and came back in despair."

"Going home that day, Zhou Chonglin told Qiyan not to go out to meet strange people.

"—It's all like this, I can do it if I don't worry? If I don't worry anymore, Zhou Chonglin can lock Zhou Qiyan away from me."

"Then it must be that you have a guilty conscience? If you really didn't do anything, then—"

"Come on, it's an afterthought." Qian Zhongyi interrupted Wang Yang, glaring at his assistant, "If you have nothing to do, just drive my Maybach to refuel. I will drive it at night."

"Bad," Wang Yang said reluctantly, "I don't know if I will have a chance to drive it."

After Qian Zhongyi stared at Wang Yang walking away, he raised his hand to look at the expensive watch on his left wrist.

"There are still more than four hours..."

In order to prevent Zhou Qiyan from coming half an hour earlier like last time, Qian Zhongyi and the others had to complete the interior decoration an hour earlier.After dressing up, all the members left the stage. Qian Zhongyi took Wang Yang to hide in the dark corner, quietly waiting for Zhou Qiyan to arrive.

At around 45:[-], Zhou Qiyan arrived.

Zhou Qiyan also wore a small suit today, the style is different from last time, this time it is more formal and solemn.The black jacket and trousers are the main color, and a beige silk shirt is worn inside; while being elegant and noble, showing the attitude of a young master, there is also a butterfly scarf to add playfulness.

"Follow me, sir, and watch out for the steps."

The Beta female receptionist in Tang suit had the beauty of oriental classics, and she smiled very gently, leading Zhou Qiyan to walk in.

"Okay." Zhou Qiyan, who was in a nervous mood, relaxed a lot, and was led to sit down at the dining table by the receptionist.

After sitting down, Zhou Qiyan was not in a hurry to report to Mr. Zhong, and beckoned to find the receptionist who was going away, picked up the hand-painted menu of the day on the table, and asked in a low voice.

"Excuse me, is this menu custom-made - so there is no price tag?"

The receptionist smiled back: "Yes, sir."

"Then..." Zhou Qiyan glanced subconsciously, and said in a lower voice, "Can you tell me how much this meal will cost tonight?

"If possible, can you not use the person who made the reservation, but use my card to pay the bill?"

As Zhou Qiyan said that, she was about to rummage through her wallet and bank card from the luxury handbag she was carrying.

The receptionist has been working in this private restaurant for so long, and this is the first time he sees such a request. Although he feels strange in his heart, he also thinks that maybe it is a special way of getting along between wealthy young masters?

She didn't show any strange expression, she still answered with a smile.

"I'm afraid this is impossible... because the bill has already been settled before eating.

"Sir, why don't you take advantage of the gap before the meal to take a closer look at tonight's customized menu? This is carefully prepared for you by another gentleman—even the ingredients are specially airlifted and landed not long ago."

"Wow, that's great."

Zhou Qiyan put away her wallet, and reached out to touch the perfume lily sprayed on the table. She was moved and worried about Mr. Zhong's expenses.

He was afraid that one meal would make his husband poor.

I started to feel uneasy again.Zhou Qiyan pressed his inexplicably dull chest and sent a message to her husband.

[Qi: I’m here, where are you? ]

[Qi: This place is so gorgeous and beautiful, and the yard is also very big.I don't see any other guests, it seems like we are the only table here? ]

[Qi: A meal here must be very expensive, right? ]

All Zhou Qiyan's little expressions of joy, expectation, worry, and nervousness were clearly seen by Qian Zhong in the dark.

The more Qian Zhongyi looked at it, the more he couldn't understand why he had never noticed the agility and beauty of his ex-wife before, and why he ignored him for so long under unfounded prejudice?

The little young master who was sitting not far away from him covering his mouth and giggling was obviously so cute and lovable, how did he manage to cut off such a wonderful marriage with his own hands in the end without asking for more than three months?

Qian Zhongyi took out his mobile phone, stared at the beautiful young master, and replied.

[Zhong: Not expensive. ]

[Zhong: This is worthy of you. ]

Compared with the young master's shocking beauty, Qian Zhongyi even felt that tonight's ostentation was still too small.

Zhou Qiyan should be the delicate pink rose in the transparent glass partition.

It's hard to believe that such a noble and elegant young master would step into a cheap western restaurant that doesn't fit his status last time just to meet an "average salaryman".

Qian Zhongyi stared at Zhou Qiyan's frowning and smiled, and asked tentative questions.

[Zhong: Baby, can I ask, your name and password - the meaning of the word 'pray'? ]

[Zhong: I guess, this should not be the original name, but a homonym? ]

Not far away, Zhou Qi smiled, put down the hand-painted menu, and typed with both hands on the phone.

[Qi: Mister is so smart, this is indeed not the original character in my name, it is a homonym. ]

[Prayer: This prayer is the prayer of prayer.I pray that the relationship between my husband and I can go smoothly and go on forever. ]

After posting this passage, Zhou Qiyan covered her face in embarrassment.

It seems to be shy.

Qian Zhongyi also smiled fascinatedly.

Looking down at Zhou Qiyan's reply, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Zhou Qi's face is so pure, even the nicknames he exchanges with his online dating partners reveal an otherworldly purity.

He is the melted water formed from the purest snow on the snow mountain.

[Zhong: Then you, are you really curious about my name and password? ]

Zhou Qiyan's eyes widened in surprise, showing the frightened expression of a kitten.

[Pray: Huh? ? ]

[Q: It turns out that Mr. Zhong's 'Zhong' is not his surname? ]

[Qi: I always thought that this clock was Mr.'s surname! ]

[Zhong: Not really. ]

Qian Zhongyi felt bitter.

[Zhong: This clock is the clock of love—it means liking. ]

Seeing this, Zhou Qiyan showed another nice smile on his face.

The bell of love - the meaning of liking.After whispering the reply from Mr. Zhou once, Zhou Qiyan liked it so much that his heart almost melted.

Good sir, really good sir.

The husband will call him baby, say he likes him, and tell him: You are my rare sapphire.

In Mister, there is always a response to his message.It's like never forgetting, there must be echoes.

Zhou Qiyan really needs this response, this echo.

For almost four months in solitude, he wanted so much to be loved, so much to prove that he could be loved.

With thousands of waves in his heart, Zhou Qiyan's emotions were high, and he wanted to tell the truth in the online chat before the meeting.

But the master's hand speed is still one step faster than him.Before he could finish typing out the words, the gentleman continued.

[Zhong: This bell is also a homonym of my name. ]

[Zhong: If it is interpreted according to the original words——it will also work. ]

[Pray: What is it? ]

[Zhong: Heartfelt heart, heartfelt heart. ]

[Zhong: Love and sincere love, one is to like you, the other is to devote and give affection to you wholeheartedly. ]

Seeing this, even Zhou Qiyan, who had a long reflection arc, also noticed something was wrong.

Zhou Qiyan frowned and asked hastily.

[Prayer: Can I ask... Mr.'s full name? ]

The truth is slowly approaching, and it is already within reach.But Zhou Qiyan didn't want to see it, didn't want to face it.

There is still the last time, and you can pretend to be stupid again.

[Qi: It feels like a coincidence, because I]

Because my ex-husband has a similar voice and exactly the same "heart" as you.

Before finishing the call, I hit send again by mistake.This time Zhou Qiyan couldn't complete the sentence, and Mr. "Zhong" sent the second half of the sentence.

[Zhong: Look up, I am right in front of you. ]

Out of the corner of the eye, several figures flashed past, and Zhou Qiyan suffocated for some reason, feeling like he couldn't control his movements.

He looked up slowly, and saw a pair of shiny black leather shoes, an expensive watch peeking out from under a sleeve, a high-end suit that was so textured that it seemed to glow, a bouquet of pink and white champagne roses, and——

A face that he should have been familiar with, but was extremely unfamiliar.

It was the face that appeared countless times in his sleep during the four months of loneliness.

... Qian Zhongyi's face.

With a bang, Zhou Qiyan's phone fell to the ground because she couldn't hold it.

The air seemed to be still, and the entire dining room fell into a deathly silence.

Until Qian Zhongyi wanted to take a step forward with the bouquet in his arms, and called out, "Qi Yan..."

Zhou Qiyan's whole body was stiff, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at people in disbelief.

"It's you……"