Rong Xi nodded and took it, looking up at the couple, always feeling that something was odd. After ordering six dishes and a soup, she couldn't ask in front of Su Yang if they had had a fight, so she could only wink at Rong Zhan.

But Rong Zhan ignored her without even raising his eyelids.

Rong Xi curled his lips in frustration, and found a random topic to chat with Su Yang to ease the atmosphere.

After all the dishes were served, Shi Qingxun, who was wearing a grey shirt, finally arrived. He greeted Su Yang with a smile and sat down in the empty seat next to Rong Xi.

Seeing his tired handsome face, Rong Xi quickly filled a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of him.

"Thank you." Shi Qingxun looked at her and smiled gently.

"Just got off the operating table?" Rong Zhan asked casually as he picked up a piece of pork ribs for Su Yang.

"Yeah." Shi Qingxun nodded and finished a bowl of soup: "I was supposed to catch Sang Wan's first show in the capital, but it's already so late. Did you go to see it?"

Rong Zhan: “…”

The sudden silence at the dinner table made Shi Qingxun a little confused. When he saw Rong Zhan observing Su Yang with squinted eyes, he seemed to understand something. He tactfully changed the subject and asked about Rong Xi's preparations for the concert in August.

The meal seemed harmonious, but the atmosphere was obviously a little low. Su Yang needed to control her diet due to her public image, so she didn't eat much. She liked the taste of the soup, so she drank two more bowls.

Seeing her put down her bowl and chopsticks, Rong Zhan frowned slightly: "You eat so little?"

"Well, it's past nine o'clock, so it's not advisable to eat too much." Su Yang wiped the corner of his mouth and stood up gracefully: "You guys eat slowly, I'm going to the bathroom."

The four of them finished their meal and Rong Zhan paid the bill. It was already past ten o'clock when they came out of the restaurant.

Rong Xi jumped to Shi Qingxun's side, took his arm, smiled and waved to them: "I'll take Brother Qingxun's car back, it's on the way anyway."

"It's up to you. I'm too lazy to go around in another circle." Rong Zhan glanced at where her hands were and signaled to Shi Qingxun.

Shi Qingxun smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I will send Xi'er back to Rongyuan safely."

Rong Zhan responded calmly, turned around, took Su Yang's hand, and pulled her into the car.

In the car.

Tall buildings flew past the car window quickly. Su Yang's cool and clear eyes reflected the colorful night scene. His expression was calm, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.

A sudden and pleasant ringtone rang out, breaking the silent and depressing atmosphere in the car.

Their eyes briefly crossed in the air, and then fell on the screen of the mobile phone placed on the storage box in the middle. The caller ID with the words "Sang Wan" was particularly dazzling, piercing deeply into Su Yang's pupils.

"Don't answer it?"

When the bell rang for the fourth time, Su Yang asked coldly.

"Driving, busy." Rong Zhan glanced at her pretty face and said, "You answer it."

The ringing continued, and Su Yang did not hesitate to help him pick up the phone and answer it. He wanted to put the phone to his ear, but he tilted his head to avoid it: "Turn on speakerphone."

As soon as the hands-free function was turned on, Ni Sangwan's gentle and graceful voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "A Zhan, are you home now?"

Su Yang frowned. As a woman, she felt numb when she heard the voice. Looking at Rong Zhan's profile with an unknown emotion, she pursed her red lips and slowly looked away.

"On the way home, what?"

As a woman, although she did not have rich emotional experience, she was not a complete novice. Su Yang was well aware of Ni Sangwan's shameful methods.

From the hostility in her eyes when they first met backstage at the show tonight, Su Yang knew that this woman liked Rong Zhan.

"Call the driver."

"I just wanted the driver to take me there, but he was drunk and couldn't drive. You know I just returned to China not long ago. Since my grandfather passed away, the house has been idle and has not been cleaned up yet. I can only live in a hotel."

Ni Sangwan knew her limits very well. She knew that Rong Zhan was rejecting her by saying these three words, so she put away her delicate and soft demeanor and spoke helplessly in her usual tone.

"Wait a moment."

Rong Zhan was silent for a while, parked the car on the side of the road, took the phone back from Su Yang, replied with four simple words and hung up.

Just as he opened the address book, he heard the sound of unfastening the seat belt and opening the car door. He turned his head and found that Su Yang had already got out of the car. He asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"Isn't Mr. Rong going to pick up his childhood sweetheart? It's not good for me to occupy the seat all the time, so of course I have to make room for the two of you."

Su Yang had a cold face, and her black and white almond-shaped eyes were filled with cold stars. After she finished speaking, she slammed the car door shut, walked forward a few steps in her high heels, hailed a taxi on the side of the road, and drove away.

The whole process took less than a minute, and it was as smooth as flowing water without any separation from the water.

Rong Zhan looked at the green taxi that gradually disappeared into the night. He paused before opening the door and trying to chase after it. He rubbed his temple and dialed the number he had just found. “Go to the hotel next to the International Metropolitan Stadium and pick up Sang Wan.”

Qin Yu, who had just come out of the shower, was confused: "???"

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhan copied Ni Sangwan's number and sent it to Qin Yu, then fastened his seat belt again. Just as he was about to start the car, he remembered something and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, seeming to be hesitating about something in his heart.

After a while, Rong Zhan picked up the phone and dialed a number again. As soon as the call was connected, a very chaotic sound came through.

"Hey, Brother Zhan."

Along with those noisy sounds, Xi Youlin's high-pitched voice was heard, and finally the sound of a door closing. The messy music also disappeared, and the phone became quiet.

"You were at the bar?"

"Yes, I'm with Lu Fan and the others." Xi Youlin's voice was nonchalant and unserious: "What's wrong? Brother Zhan, what's the matter?"

Rong Zhan suddenly fell silent, making Xi Youlin almost think that the call had been hung up. Seeing that the call was still going on, he asked tentatively: "Brother Zhan? Are you still listening?"

"I want to ask you something."

"Well, you ask."

"This woman is angry...how to coax her?" Rong Zhan pressed his fingers on the bridge of his nose and spoke in a low voice.

After these words were spoken, Xi Youlin fell silent. After a moment, Xi Youlin's unbridled laughter came from the microphone: "Zhan...Brother Zhan, I didn't expect that you would have this day. Hahaha, I am laughing to death. How did you offend my sister-in-law?"

"Do you want to die?" The man tugged at his tie impatiently, his hawk-like eyes narrowed, and a dangerous voice came out of his throat.

(End of this chapter)