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Chapter 1280 Relationship

Hearing this, Zhuang Yibo turned to look at the waiter next to him and said, "Please serve the food."

Soon the waiter brought freshly baked pre-dinner bread, but Zhuang Yibo just glanced at it and said, "Can the next dishes be served together? Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

The waiter was obviously stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Shen Wangjin, and then said: "Wait a moment, I will inform the chef."

Since Zhuang Yibo had made his request, he didn't say anything more, picked up the bread in front of him and started eating.

She ate very seriously and vigorously without even raising her head.

Opposite her, Shen Wangjin just sat quietly, looking at her motionless. For a long time, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips again.

Even though she was eating in such a hurry, she still looked elegant, and the education in her bones prevented her from making any uncoordinated movements or expressions.

Some people say that this is a wooden beauty, lifeless.

But to him, this is the most pleasing picture in the world.

Probably in compliance with her request, the appetizers and soup were served very quickly. She still ate seriously, but the glass of wine in front of her was not touched at all.

Shen Wangjin, on the other hand, was just the opposite. He didn't touch much of the food in front of him, but he drank one glass after another.

I saw her finishing the soup very quickly, and when she was about to turn around and ask why the main course hadn't been served yet, the chef came to serve it himself.

It seemed that he was preparing to introduce today's main course, but Zhuang Yibo didn't wait for him to speak and said: "I'm sorry, I want to eat directly, is that okay?"

When the chef heard this, he just nodded and smiled, then put down the two main dishes, briefly introduced their names, and left again.

At the dining table, Zhuang Yibo was still minding his own food, while Shen Wangjin was still minding his own drinking. At the same time, he looked at her quietly, as if they were two unrelated people, but they happened to sit at the same dining table in such a strange posture.

After finishing the two desserts, the waiter came forward again and asked Zhuang Yibo if he wanted to drink a cup of coffee or hot tea. Zhuang Yibo declined directly, and then finally looked up at Shen Wangjin opposite.

He was still looking at her, as if he had been watching her for the whole meal.

"I've finished eating." Zhuang Yibo said, "Can you go?"

"Have you eaten yet?" Shen Wangjin asked.

"It's time to eat," she said.

After hearing her answer, Shen Wangjin was quiet for a moment, then suddenly reached out and knocked on the table twice.

The waiter who was pouring wine for him immediately received what he conveyed, put down the decanter, turned around and left.

He and she were the only two people left in the restaurant again.

Zhuang Yibo's body stiffened again subconsciously, and the next moment, she couldn't help but stand up on her own, leaving only a "goodbye" before turning and walking towards the door.

But Shen Wangjin suddenly laughed out loud behind her, "Goodbye? You actually want to see me again? In that case, why bother leaving now?"

Zhuang Yibo only paused for a second, then continued to stride to the door, stretched out his hand and pulled the door, but the door did not move at all.

She only thought that she might have used the wrong method, and pushed the door harder, but it still didn't move.

At the same time, the man's footsteps approached again. Zhuang Yibo panicked and pulled the door handle twice again. When he turned around, the man had trapped her behind the door with one hand.

The distance between the two people was so close, she instantly mess with her heart, and she pushed him hard.

Unexpectedly, Shen Wangjin was pushed by her, and even stepped back slightly.

As if she had encountered his wounds.

Zhuang Yibo immediately retracted his hand, so nervous that he fists, watching him at a loss.

At the end, I only laughed at Shen Wangjin, and said, "The strength is larger than before."

Hearing this sentence, Zhuang Yibo recalled some of the previous situations. In a short time, he only felt ashamed and indignant, and he flushed his eyes and looked at him. "Shen Wangjin, I have nothing to do with your Shen family-"

Hearing the words, Shen Wangjin raised his eyes lightly and looked directly at the depths of her eyes. "It has nothing to do with the Shen family, what about me?"

Zhuang Yibo's fist instantly tighter.

Shen Wangjin was closer to her, and asked, "Does it have nothing to do with me?"

He asked for this for granted, and he was ingenious, as if ... those ridiculous things should be, they were voluntarily affected ...

"Pap!"

Zhuang Yibo couldn't control his hand, and he slapped his face with a slap.

"You shamelessly." She gritted her teeth and said difficultly.

Although Shen Wangjin was beaten with a tilted head, his face was still calm, but the more calm his eyes, the more he felt scared.

Sure enough, the next moment, he closer her again and whispered: "I can still be more shameless, do you want to try?"

Zhuang Yibo trembled sharply, looking at him with both eyes open, "Shen Wangjin-"

The moment the four eyes looked at each other, his eyes seemed to be slightly ate. After a while, he suddenly sighed.

However, Zhuang Yibo didn't hear his sigh, because she suddenly remembered something--

"Don't forget, my best friend is Song Qingyuan's daughter." She said, "You dare to mess up again, I will not give up."
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