After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Chapter 7 Memories of Last Night
After going downstairs, Shang Hexing walked towards the restaurant.

There was only one person sitting at the huge dining table, and Shang Hexing's eyes fell on the slender figure in front of the dining table.

Wen Zhi changed his clothes after returning from the villa. He changed the loose top he wore before going out into a thin style. The color matching was not outstanding, but his posture was outstanding.

Wen Zhi hadn't noticed anyone behind her looking at her.

She just wanted to finish eating and leave the table quickly before the people upstairs came down.

At this time, her cheeks were bulging with food. Suddenly, the seat next to her was opened and someone sat down.

Wen Zhi thought it was the people upstairs coming down to eat.

But when she turned her head and saw that the other person was Shang Hexing, she swallowed the half-chewed piece of meat and choked herself.

"..."

Wen Zhi was afraid of losing her composure in front of Shang Hexing, so she had to endure the discomfort of being choked until her face turned red and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she quickly stood up.

"sit down."

It was Shang Hexing's voice, and he asked her to sit down.

Wen Zhi's hands and feet were tense, thinking about the future situation here, so he could only endure the discomfort and gritted his teeth and sat down.

Shang Hexing noticed the bitter and resentful look on her face. He gently lifted the corner of his lips and raised his hand to caress her back.

Wen Zhi was like a frightened bird, instinctively avoiding his hand, and his steady voice fell in her ears: "Bend over and stretch your neck forward."

Wen Zhi understood what he meant and followed suit.

Shang Hexing opened his palms and patted Wen Zhi's back a few times, gently and not hard. Wen Zhi's face immediately became much better.

God!
She finally recovered!
The maid handed over a hot towel. Shang Hexing took it and wiped his hands. While wiping his hands, he asked her, "Are you feeling better?"

Wen Zhi raised his head. Because he had been choking for a long time, his cheeks were still red, and his almond-shaped eyes were wet. I felt pity for him.

Shang Hexing looked away quietly.

Wen Zhi didn't understand Shang Hexing's expression just now, so he nodded breathlessly: "It's much better, thank you."

Shang Hexing put the towel aside after wiping his hands. The servant immediately took it away and quickly placed new dishes.

Today's dish looks very appetizing.

Shang Hexing picked up the chopsticks and motioned to Wen Zhi before moving them: "Eat."

Wen Zhi was on pins and needles: "...I've already eaten."

Shang Hexing: "Being cautious all the time will only make you sleepless and uneasy. Since you are going to live here for a while, adapt as soon as possible."

Wen Zhi explained: "I just have a small appetite."

"It's quite small."

Shang Hexing looked away and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the food.

Wen Zhi didn't deliberately think about Shang Hexing's attitude. She just wanted to get up and leave now.

But Shang Hexing had just sat down, and it seemed very unruly for her to leave like that, so she had no choice but to sit aside and watch Shang Hexing eat quietly.

Just looking at it, Wen Zhi was fascinated for some reason.

Shang Hexing's face gradually overlapped with some scenes in his dream...

After that, I thought about last night's dream again.

The face in the dream, the red mole, the dripping sweat, the strong breath...

Wen Zhi suddenly woke up and shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of those images in his mind.

These strange movements from her made it difficult for Shang Hexing to ignore them: "What's wrong?"

Wen Zhi came back to his senses and realized that he had just lost his composure. He hurriedly found an explanation: "...I usually don't pay much attention to table manners. This is a bad habit, so I just wanted to learn Mr. Shang's table manners."

Shang Hexing put down his chopsticks, took the water glass and took a sip: "Table manners pay attention to the occasion. Just eat well by yourself without anyone else. As for me, I am used to it because I have attended various dinner parties all year round."

Wen Zhi listened to Shang Hexing's calm speaking speed, and then asked the topic: "Is there a time when the habit becomes boring?"

Shang Hexing's answer was: "No."

Habits will become a part of you and you won’t get bored, but you don’t rule out wanting to change some habits.When Wen Zhi raised her eyes and found Shang Hexing looking at her, she realized that she was actually chatting with Shang Hexing.

She sneered and saw that Shang Hexing had almost eaten, so she said, "I've eaten, I..." and left first.

Before she finished speaking, Shang Hexing suddenly asked, "You seem to be afraid of me."

Wen Zhi gritted his back teeth. Why did he ask so bluntly? How should she answer?

"Wen Zhi," Shang Hexing called her name and asked her, "That's what it's called, right?"

Wen Zhi felt a little panicked, but kept his face calm and nodded: "Yes."

Shang Hexing's eyes were gentle, and the aura he exuded did not bring much oppression to Wen Zhi: "Meng Fan has been fond of exaggerating since he was a child."

Wen Zhi didn't know why: "Meng Fan, she, what did she say?"

Shang Hexing: "Think about it yourself."

Think about it for yourself…

It was like playing a slideshow in Wen Zhi's mind, and the words Meng Fan had said appeared frame by frame.

[My cousin is famous for being unkind and unkind. ]
[His career has been criticized wildly, and no one can follow him to achieve results. ]
[Unless contact is necessary, always stay away from him. That means we live in a good era. In the past, he must have been a murderous tyrant. ]
The scene was frozen on the tyrant's words. Wen Zhi bit his lower lip, not daring to look directly into Shang Hexing's eyes: "Mr. Shang, Meng Fan and I are actually..."

Shang Hexing said lightly: "Meng Fan said it was none of your business, so she took the responsibility herself."

"..."

Woo woo woo, good Meng Fan, we share the blessings, but we have difficulties to stand alone.

After being moved for two seconds, Wen Zhi immediately fell into confusion. How could Shang Hexian know that she and Meng Fan were talking about him in Tangchi?

She was so absorbed in thinking about this problem that she didn't notice Shang Hexing looking at her.

At this time, some scenes from Yingchuo last night appeared in Shang Hexing's mind. His Adam's apple rolled, and he quietly took the water glass on the table and took a sip.

From the corner of his eye, he saw her expression getting more and more nervous, and the smile lines at the end of his eyes getting deeper, but he still explained her confusion: "I came out of Bailu at Zhujian and happened to meet Meng Fan."

Bamboo stream egret?

If she remembered correctly, Zhujian Bailu was the private soup next door to Meng Fan.

Shang Hexing said that he came from Zhujian Bailu... so the Zhujian Bailu next door is his private soup! ?
Shang Hexing narrowed his eyes slightly: "Meng Fan has been afraid of me since she was a child. I just asked her whose private life Yunjianyou was, and she admitted her mistake and shouldn't talk about the elders next door."

Wen Zhi was nervous: "She..."

Shang Hexing: "Actually, I didn't hear it. She was too guilty."

Wen Zhi: "...!"

She knew that Meng Fan was afraid of her cousin and would be timid at the mention of him, but she didn't expect that he would be so timid and not show off when they met him.

However, everything she said made it clear to this extent that she could no longer pretend to be stupid and admitted her mistake in a serious manner: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shang, there will be no next time."

Shang Hexing stared at her quietly, silently, with a smile hidden in his eyes.

Wen Zhi stole a glance at him, their eyes met, and she laughed sarcastically.

Shang Hexing withdrew his gaze: "I don't want you to understand me from other people's mouths and hold prejudice against me."

Wen Zhi was stunned and didn't understand what Shang Hexing meant.

But he didn't say much and picked up his chopsticks again: "Are you sure you're done eating?"

"Eat." Wen Zhi stood up immediately after reacting: "I'm leaving first."

Shang He hummed.

Wen Zhi walked very quickly back to the house.

It wasn't until the door was closed that he breathed a sigh of relief.

She found her cell phone and called Meng Fan. Meng Fan was probably too guilty to answer the call, so he only dared to send a weak "?" on WeChat.

Wen Zhi thought for a while and simply sent a voice message: "Your cousin kicked me out of the house!"

(End of this chapter)