"Why are you toasting me?" Zhou Mo knew that Han Chen was just following suit.
Han Chen smiled: "I think so too, it's great to have you."
Zhou Mo smiled helplessly, raised his glass and clinked it with his, and then they both drank the two glasses of juice in one gulp.
Han Chen has to go to work tomorrow and cannot drink.
Song Yan, who was standing aside, looked at the two couples beside him with a dull look. He suddenly had the urge to overturn the table.
The banquet finally ended and Song Yan finally didn't have to eat dog food anymore.
Several people came out of the private room and went downstairs to pay the bill.
They took the elevator to the first floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, they met someone who looked familiar but not familiar.
The man saw Lu Zhishu first. His warm smile was a bit out of place with his strange attire.
"Mr. Lu, long time no see."
"I should be the one saying this, Mr. Fu," Lu Zhishu extended his hand and briefly shook hands with Fu Chenghai. "I heard you went to Las Vegas a few days ago. Are you back so soon?"
"I've been there so many times I'm tired of it," Fu Chenghai said. "I just looked around at the surrounding scenic spots, but none of them were as beautiful as West Lake, so I came back."
"So you're going on a trip. There really isn't much scenery there," Lu Zhishu said. "I'll introduce you to a team that specializes in customized private tours someday."
"Then I'd like to thank Mr. Lu first," Fu Chenghai said, his eyes passing by Chen Pan behind Lu Zhishu without a trace, "There are people waiting for me upstairs, so I won't say much."
"Goodbye," Lu Zhishu said politely.
When Fu Chenghai entered the elevator, he passed by Song Yan and nodded slightly as a greeting.
Song Yan also responded with a silly smile.
He was not familiar with Fu Chenghai. The person who was familiar with Fu Chenghai was his brother Lu Yaocheng. The reason why Fu Chenghai could greet him briefly at this moment was also because of Lu Yaocheng.
Song Yan went to the front desk to pay the bill.
While waiting for the documents to be issued, Chen Pan pulled Zhou Mo aside to chat.
Chen Pan asked which dishes tasted good today and was waiting for Zhou Mo's response, but when he turned around, he found that Zhou Mo next to him was in a daze.
She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhou Mo's eyes, "Why are you in a daze?"
"Ah?" Zhou Mo came back to his senses instantly, "I wasn't in a daze, I was thinking about something."
"What's the matter?" Chen Pan asked, "Is it still about that trophy?"
Zhou Mo glanced at her gently, "No."
"What is that?"
"I heard a familiar sentence," Zhou Mo murmured.
"What?" Shen Pan asked in confusion.
Zhou Mo shook his head, "Nothing."
Although I don’t want to think about it, Fu Chenghai’s words “It’s not as beautiful as West Lake” keep lingering in my mind.
Shen Qingyi said this two days ago when she was talking to her daughter on the phone...
Some things seem to be happening more and more coincidentally.
The more Zhou Mo thought about it, the more confused he became.
After several people came out of "Zhu Lu Zhongyuan", they were about to go their separate ways.
Lu Zhishu and Shen Pan were both drunk and unable to drive, so they had to call for a designated driver.
For this, Chen Pan also blamed Lu Zhishu, "It's all your fault. If you didn't toast me with that glass, we wouldn't have to call a designated driver."
Lu Zhishu: "It's okay, I'm happy."
Song Yan suddenly felt a sour taste in his teeth.
"Hurry up and leave," Song Yan urged Han Chen and Zhou Mo, "They're killing dogs. I can't stand watching this."
When Song Yan came, he knew he was going to drink, so he didn't drive. When he was going back, he had made up his mind that since he lived close to Zhou Mo's house, he could just take a ride in their car.
Zhou Mo didn't expect that Song Yan also started to make small calculations.
Seeing him urging them so much, Zhou Mo also waved goodbye to Shen Pan.
Song Yan was impatient. He put his arm on Han Chen's shoulder and put his other hand in his pocket, as if he wanted to escape from the two people who had just made him so angry as soon as possible, and he also wanted to take Han Chen away with him.
Zhou Mo hurriedly followed.
Han Chen didn't react at first. After Song Yan hugged him and walked a few steps, he immediately took Song Yan's arm off his shoulder.
Song Yan glared at her: "You don't have to be so strict with your male virtues, do you? I'm not a woman."
Han Chen said, "No matter if it's a man or a woman, no means no."
Song Yan: “…”
Zhou Mo couldn't help laughing and urged, "Go home quickly."
The three of them then got into the car.
Song Yan was restless in the back seat and insisted on leaning forward, sandwiched between the front driver's seat and the passenger seat, so that he could talk to the two people in front more conveniently.
Han Chen stared at the rearview mirror inside the car and said coldly and impatiently: "Sit tight and fasten your seat belts."
Song Yan was suddenly scolded, and knowing that he was in the wrong, he could only sit aside obediently and fasten his seat belt.
Zhou Mo frowned as she watched this scene, inexplicably thinking back to the time when Song Yan ate at her house and was fed, when she had felt like a loving mother. Now, Han Chen coldly scolded Song Yan, and inexplicably felt like a strict father...
They haven't done anything yet, and they already have a son as big as Song Yan...
I can’t think about it. Sometimes the more I think about it, the more it looks like a family of three…
When they were almost at Xiangbin Community, Han Chen took a detour and sent Song Yan to Xiangbin New City, and drove to the downstairs of his house.
Before Song Yan got off the car, he smiled like a child.
"You still care about me so much that you even sent me downstairs."
Han Chen said coldly, "Are you going to get off? If not, I'll leave."
"Oh, oh, oh," Song Yan said, begging for mercy. "Can't you be a little nicer when you care about others? Who can appreciate your kindness if you're like this?"
"Stop talking nonsense?" Han Chen threatened.
Song Yan got out of the car quickly and said, "Bye."
Han Chen responded.
Zhou Mo quickly added, "Goodbye."
The car came out of Xiangbin New City.
Zhou Mo glanced at Han Chen and asked, "Can't you be a little nicer to Song Yan?"
Han Chen: "No."
Zhou Mo: "They are very enthusiastic towards you. You don't have many friends. Song Yan is such a good person. Wouldn't it be nice to be your friend?"
Han Chen: "I don't want friends."
Zhou Mo deliberately sabotaged the situation by saying, "If you don't need friends, you'll send them to their doorstep?"
Han Chen: "I'm trying to send the Buddha to the west, so that he won't abandon me halfway and make me angry."
Zhou Mo covered her lips and chuckled.
"Can't you change your habit of saying one thing and thinking another?" Zhou Mo said, "I think Song Yan is quite right. Sending someone home is obviously a good thing, but you insist on speaking coldly. Who can understand your kindness?"
"I'm not good yet, as long as you know it," Han Chen turned his head to look at her, and after a slight curl of his lips, he said, "You even gave me the 'Good Husband Trophy', which means you know I'm good."
"You're very nice to me, but you're..."
"What's good about me?" Han Chen deliberately interrupted Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo thought for a moment and said, "I can't really put it into words. I just feel like everything is good."
"Is he brave and invincible?" Han Chen asked deliberately.
Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment. She always felt that Han Chen's question was frivolous and even had a hint of color. But she didn't understand why Han Chen suddenly changed his tone and developed in a direction that was not suitable for children.
"Why are you suddenly saying this?"
Han Chen glanced at the bag in Zhou Mo's arms and said, "This is the trophy you gave me. Open it and see for yourself."
Zhou Mo lowered his head and quickly took out the things in her bag.
For example, at the dinner table, Lu Zhishu and Song Yan's smiles were strange.
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