Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Eight o'clock the next night.

The first floor of Mandarin Hotel.

Out of politeness to the lady, Zhang Boyan came ten minutes early.

Lu man came on time. Tonight was not as tight as usual, but wore a set of soft skirts with exquisite makeup. It can be seen that he was carefully dressed.

"Boyan, have you been here for a long time?" With the most appropriate smile, she sat down gracefully.

In the elegant restaurant, the long table is covered with rococo style tablecloth, precious silver products are placed on the table, and the candlestick adds a bit of romantic atmosphere.

Zhang Boyan wore a white shirt with full buttons and a dark gray twill tie, showing his unique cold and expensive temperament.

He raised his eyes and smiled, "just for a while."

Luman propped his chin and asked like a little girl, "this time, it should be a private date!"

Zhang Boyan raised his goblet and smiled, "an old friend's date."

Luman's face stiffened almost invisibly——

He always refused people, but she didn't expect that he still refused at this time.

Yes, it's a refusal.

But she would rather pretend she didn't understand and sip the pre dinner wine to hide her bitterness.

The waiter came at the right time and asked in a low voice, "would you like to order, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Boyan made a gesture, "let manager Lu order."

The waiter understood and immediately handed the menu to Luman.

Lu man looked at the menu carelessly and said quietly, "Boyan, I call you Boyan, but you call me manager Lu..."

She raised her eyes and tried to look naughty: "isn't it too unfair?"

Zhang Boyan put down his goblet and smiled: "well, I'll call you Luman later."

"It's a pity. I should let my mother take three words for me. She will shout more kindly." Lu man raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Boyan with deep meaning.

Zhang Boyan just smiled and didn't answer.

Luman ordered the dishes and handed them to the waiter. Then he sipped the wine and hesitated before saying, "I heard from my aunt that Xiao Bei... Stayed in New York."

Zhang Boyan said well and didn't mean to have a deep talk with her.

Luman wants to be deep and light, but he can't find an entry point.

Just when the atmosphere was a little delicate, the waiter came with a man and a woman

The man is Tang Yao and the woman is——

Mo Xiaobei!

Two meters away, Mo Xiaobei's steps stopped, and his beautiful lips closed tightly.

She looked straight at Zhang Boyan and Luman, and... Candlelight dinner, red wine, a red rose arranged in the restaurant.

Very romantic!

Zhang Boyan's eyes were shocked!

Just now those air leisure gods must have disappeared, and Junrong was slightly tight.

He called her last night. She said she was in New York and missed him very much!

Luman's expression is even more unspeakable——

Didn't Mo Xiaobei stay in New York? Why was she in H city?

Luman's eyes moved to Zhang Boyan, eager for him to explain.

But in Zhang Boyan's eyes, only Mo Xiaobei can see her?

"Bo Yan?" Luman whispered, then leaned over slightly and held the back of Zhang Boyan's hand: "Boyan, the waiter is cooking."

Zhang Boyan's expression seemed to move slightly, his eyes fell on Lu man's face, and then their overlapping palms.

Mo Xiaobei, also looking at it, had a smile in his eyes, but his smile was a little cold——

Tang Yao whispered: "Xiaobei, go over!"

She woke up like the beginning of a dream, looked up at Tang Yao, then held Tang Yao's arm and walked towards the front.

Because her legs are soft, she needs to support Tang Yao to walk well.