The door opened.
Huo Chenyu's smile vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But they couldn't resist the enthusiastic embrace from the people outside the door.
Huo Chenyu retreated hastily.
Zhao Wenxun went into the house without hesitation, and with a quick step, he closed the door.
This little thing is quite adept at handling things.
Zhao Wenxun stared at Huo Chenyu, who was dressed up meticulously, with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, and at the red rose on his chest.
I used to think roses were tacky, but now I realize that it's not the flowers that are tacky, but the person who can't please me.
The man in front of me is just the right amount of handsome.
Where is Tang Li?
Could this be the surprise she was talking about?
It almost scared the soul out of him!
"She's sleeping at home."
Zhao Wenxun put down her bag, looked at the petals scattered on the ground, and asked with a smile, "Is Mr. Huo this romantic to every woman? It's just a meal together, Mr. Huo has pulled this stunt, I'm completely baffled."
As the Queen of the Sea, Zhao Wenxun had seen all sorts of grand occasions.
The roses today are the most loving of all.
She was very satisfied.
I can get along with Tang Li as a friend.
Having an ex-husband means you can truly share him with her.
"Wait a minute."
Huo Chenyu immediately evacuated the living room.
I first called Jiang Mian:
"Shut your stinking mouth and don't ask any questions. I'm only giving you twenty minutes. If you get there within twenty minutes, your bonus this month will double. If you don't, your bonus next month will be deducted."
Twenty minutes.
There's also a traffic jam.
It's impossible to fly over there.
This boss is really good at making things difficult for people.
But Jiang Mian was determined to win double the prize money.
After hanging up the phone, Huo Chenyu angrily called Tang Li again.
The phone is switched off.
Goodness, no wonder she was so eager to invite him to lunch.
He wasted his whole morning; it was all just wishful thinking on his part.
Huo Chenyu was very angry. He went to the living room and said to Zhao Wenxun:
"Let's go out to eat."
To date, no other woman has ever tasted his cooking.
Zhao Wenxun was already seated at the table, picked up his knife and fork, cut a small piece of steak, took a bite, and nodded in approval.
"Mr. Huo's cooking is excellent, I like it."
Huo Chenyu, his face grim, said bluntly:
"This meal wasn't made for you."
Zhao Wenxun certainly knew.
However, she didn't mind:
"Whether it's made for me or not is not important; what matters is whether I end up eating it."
Having rushed to catch a flight early in the morning, Zhao Wenxun arrived here as soon as he landed; he was truly starving.
"It's like this: it doesn't matter who you once wanted to grow old with, what matters is who you end up growing old with. After all, the one who laughs last is the winner."
Zhao Wenxun picked up the red wine and took a sip.
Then he put down the cup and looked at Huo Chenyu:
"If Mr. Huo is willing to have this meal with me, I can betray my best friend for you."
There's absolutely no need for that.
"Miss Zhao is a respectable person, please."
Huo Chenyu had already opened the door, giving the impression that he didn't welcome him here.
This man truly has absolutely no sense of tenderness or compassion towards women.
Zhao Wenxun got up, walked over to him, and closed the door for him.
"Mr. Huo is getting engaged to a popular actress in a high-profile manner, while at the same time he is diligently cooking for his ex-wife. Is he trying to have his cake and eat it too? If so, I don't mind being Mr. Huo's third boat."
"I mind."
Huo Chenyu took two steps back, dodging Zhao Wenxun's outstretched hand that was trying to flirt with him.
"Miss Zhao, please have some self-respect."
His patience was about to run out.
Zhao Wenxun crossed his arms and asked with a smile:
"Is Mr. Huo remaining so celibate for your soon-to-be-married new love, or for your lost old flame?"
"What about a new love? What about an old flame?"
Huo Chenyu wanted to open the door again.
But Zhao Wenxun stopped him:
"If Mr. Huo is after a new love, well, what a coincidence! I love doing challenging things, and I absolutely have to compete with Lin Yiyun."
"But if you're doing this for an old flame..."
That's where the conversation ended.
Zhao Wenxun returned to the sofa, sat down, and looked at Huo Chenyu with great interest.
She was testing the waters.
To test how much Tang Li holds in this man's heart.
"So what?"
Huo Chenyu still couldn't hold back.
He always felt that this woman wouldn't come here to have a meal with him for no reason.
There must be a purpose behind it.
Zhao Wenxun took an invitation card out of his bag and placed it on the table.
"Mr. Huo must know that I work as a wedding planner. This is an invitation that Mr. Lu asked me to design for him. Mr. Huo, why don't you guess why I came to Tanzhou today?"
Today is February 13th.
Tomorrow is February 14th.
Valentine's Day, a traditional Western holiday.
Could it be...?
Is Lu Zhixing going to propose to Tang Li?
The invitations are all designed. Once the proposal is successful, won't they get married very soon?
Huo Chenyu was in a state of utter confusion.
Seeing his reaction, Zhao Wenxun understood everything.
She stood up and picked up her bag:
"If Mr. Huo doesn't believe me, you can try asking her out. That's all I have to say. Now, Mr. Huo, good luck. Goodbye."
This meal wasn't made for her.
It's fine not to eat it.
As Zhao Wenxun left Huo Chenyu's residence, she entered the elevator, opened the wedding invitation that she couldn't remember which ex-boyfriend had sent her, tore it up, and threw it into the trash can as she exited the elevator.
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