The President's Sweet Trap

After parking the car, Tang Luyao took Nan Chunjie's arm and walked into the restaurant.

The decoration of this restaurant is very simple, but the design style is unique. There is a faint smell of Lily in the air, fresh and elegant. There is a white piano in the middle of the hall. The pianist in white is enjoying the fun of playing with his eyes closed.

Led by the waiter, they sat down at a reserved window seat. The waiter then put the two menus in front of them.

"Sir and madam, please see what you need?"

"Brother Jie, you see what you like to eat, I listen to you." Tang Luyao looked at Nan Chunjie with a good girl's expression.

"Two filet mignon, seven ripe, with dessert." Nan Chunjie ordered two meals without looking at the menu.

Recently, he is really tired. Since he parted unhappily with Yunxi that night, he has almost reached the point of not sleeping.

Because as long as he is free, he will think of many of his and Yunxi's past. His feelings for her are not as simple as using her to retaliate against nanqingchen, but he doesn't want to admit it.

He and Yunxi have come to this day. In addition to Tang Luyao's obstruction in the middle, in fact, he is more responsible for pushing her to the South bit by bit. He has no right to blame anyone.

He paralyzed himself with heavy work. He didn't even remember the last time he ate and slept. All he knew was that he had a splitting headache and just wanted to eat and go back to rest.

"Brother Jie, I know you are in a bad mood recently, but you should also pay attention to your health! You don't eat or sleep for two or three days. You think you're Superman! I'm really going to love you so much. "

Tang Luyao's eyes were full of love and choked when she spoke.

Nan Chunjie didn't speak. He put his hands on his forehead and closed his eyes.

"Brother Jie, Yunxi is not the only woman in the world. She doesn't really love you at all, but it doesn't matter. Brother Jie, you and me, I will always be with you and will never leave you."

Tang Luyao seizes the opportunity to express his love to Nan Chunjie again and again.

"Can you keep me quiet for a while?"

Nan Chunjie suddenly interrupted Tang Luyao's words. Tang Luyao's wronged flat mouth and tears swirled in her eyes.

"Sir and miss, your meal is ready. Please take your time!"

The arrival of the waiter eased the embarrassment between the two. After he left, Nan Chunjie pulled a paper towel and handed it to Tang Luyao.

"I'm very tired today. Eat quickly. After eating, I'll go back and have a rest."

Because of his explanation, Tang Luyao's depressed mood improved a lot. She took a paper towel, wiped the corners of her eyes, pursed her lips and nodded.

Nan Chunjie bowed his head and ate. Tang Luyao didn't dare to bother him. He cut the steak on the plate.

Across the street, a black car slowly stopped at the side of the road. The window rolled down. The people inside looked at Nan Chunjie eating by the window from a distance, and his breath became a little heavy.

"Are you all right, madam?"

"No... nothing!"

The middle-aged man sitting on the co pilot looked back at the woman wrapped in black cloth and sighed heavily in his heart. How can it be all right!

"In fact, you don't have to avoid it. You should know how painful the young master has been in recent years. He..."

The woman raised her hand to stop him from saying, "only in this way can he have the determination to bring down the dust in the south, otherwise the south family will never reach his hand."

"But have you ever thought that if one day the young master knows the truth, what will you do?"

The woman looked at the great figure and whispered, "when he knows the truth, that is, when he returns home, even if he blames me, it's only for a while. He will understand that I did it for his good."

"Alas!" The middle-aged man sighed again.

Nan Chunjie, who was eating with his head down, sensitively noticed that an eager look fell on him. He subconsciously looked away. After seeing the car across the street, he was stunned. Then he saw the shadow in the half open window.

His breath stagnated and his hand trembled with knife and fork.

Although it was only a glance, the man gave him a feeling that he was too familiar. The man seemed to notice his vision and rolled up the window to leave.

Nan Chunjie threw the knife and fork in his hand. The metal hit the porcelain plate and made a harsh sound. Ignoring any etiquette image, he got up and ran to the door.

Nan Chunjie, who was so rude, attracted the attention of others in the restaurant.

Tang Luyao ran out after him. She had never seen Nan Chunjie so flustered, and she didn't know what he saw.

When Nan Chunjie rushed out of the door, the car had left the roadside and lost its trace in the twinkling of an eye. He didn't know where to start.

"Jie... Brother Jie, what's the matter with you? Is something wrong? " Tang Luyao asked breathlessly.

Nan Chunjie's black eyes were still flustered. The moment he stopped, his eyes didn't even know where to fall.

Impossible, impossible, he must have read it wrong, it must be.

When her legs were soft, Tang Luyao screamed and held him: "brother Jie, brother Jie, God, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me!"

Across the clothes, she could feel Nan Chunjie's body shaking. Was he afraid or excited?

"I'm going home." Nan Chunjie hugged his head and said painfully.

"But brother Jie, you didn't eat much..." Tang Luyao was worried that he would break down if he went on like this.

"I said I was going home!" Nan Chunjie suddenly drank violently.

Tang Luyao trembled and said, "OK, go home, go home."

Help Nan Chunjie to the car. Tang Luyao also sits in the cab. Just about to start the car, he sees a waiter running out of the restaurant and blocking in front of the car.

"Hey, what are you doing? You want to die!" Tang Luyao leaned out of the window and shouted at the man.

The waiter came up to her and handed her the bill in his hand without expression: "Miss, you haven't checked out yet."

Tang Luyao gnawed her teeth in frustration. What does the waiter mean? Will she still eat overlord food?

He took a look at the bill, took out ten red tickets from his wallet and threw them at the feet of the waiter with the bill.

"Keep the change." Then he started the car and left.

Back at the villa, Tang Luyao carefully helped Nan Chunjie upstairs.

"Brother Jie?"

A tentative call, no response.

Nan Chunjie was not as excited as he was just now. He lit a cigarette and stood by the window smoking silently.

"Brother Jie, what's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly become so lost? "

Nan Chunjie took a hard smoke, closed his eyes and recalled the scene again, and denied his guess again.