There was a new cup of tea on the table.

Zhong Ling pushed the menu on the table in front of Shi Jin, smiling: "Take a look, what do you want to order?"

At that time, he held the teacup, poured clear tea into the cup, and bursts of rich tea aroma emerged.

He pushed the teacup in front of Zhong Ling, along with the menu: "Please."

Zhong Ling raised her delicately drawn eyebrows slightly, did not refuse, and ordered a few light dishes.

The waiter stepped away with the menu.

Zhong Ling looked at the young man opposite with a smile: "I suddenly asked you out for dinner, you don't think it's abrupt, right?"

Shi Jin looked at her quietly, his eyes gentle, "No."

In fact, he himself was a little surprised that he came to this appointment.

Zhong Ling was very satisfied with this answer. She picked up the teacup with a smile and said, "It was just a sudden idea for me."

"When I saw you during the day, I felt that we were particularly compatible. After thinking about it, I sent you an invitation."

Shi Jin poured new tea into her empty cup and said, "I think the Madam is very congenial to me."

Zhong Ling smiled so hard that her eyes curved, revealing two dimples on her cheeks. If it weren't for the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, people would probably believe she was a little girl. "In that case, why call me Madam? Just call me Aunt Zhong."

Shi Jin readily changed his words and said, "Aunt Zhong."

The waiter came over with a cart: "Attention, guests, the food is coming this way."

Several steaming dishes were served on the table, and the light fragrance mixed with the aroma of tea lingered in the air.

Zhong Ling put down the teacup and introduced it to Shi Jin: "This restaurant specializes in using tea in dishes. The taste is good. You can try it when you are young."

Shi Jin picked up a piece of Longjing shrimp in front of him.

The sweet and crispy shrimps are wrapped in the unique tea aroma of Longjing. The sweetness of the shrimp meat is intertwined with the fragrance of the tea, which is light yet rich.

A hint of surprise flashed across Shi Jin's eyes: "It's delicious."

Seeing that he liked it, Zhong Ling also picked up some shrimp with chopsticks and said, "My son also likes this dish. It seems that your taste should be compatible with his."

"Oh, right." She suddenly remembered something and looked at Shi Jin with her beautiful eyes: "Do you mind asking him to come with you? I remember he said he was nearby during the day.

”

Shi Jin was a little surprised, but still nodded: "It's okay for me."

Zhong Ling then happily took out her cell phone.

When Yu Ci received the call from Zhong Ling, he was chasing after Xiao Hei.

When Shi Jin was not around, the greedy little guy didn't give him any face at all. Seeing that he didn't have a can in his hand, he didn't even look at him.

But Yu Ci got rebellious and insisted on touching it.

So the following picture was formed: Xiao Hei was strolling slowly, and Yu Ci was following quietly.

After waiting for Xiao Hei to get tired of strolling around, and just when my hand was about to touch the little guy's head, the phone rang.

Xiao Hei, who was lying on the sofa, jumped away.

Yu Ci sighed, stood up from the sofa, and answered the phone: "Hello?"

Zhong Ling's voice came from the other end of the phone, and she seemed to be in a good mood: "Son, where are you now?"

Yu Ci glanced at the caller ID on his phone and confirmed that the woman who was speaking with a pinched throat was his dear mother: "At home."

Zhong Ling's voice became louder: "Oh, you are at the International Trade Center?"

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's your plan, old man?"

Zhong Ling ignored him and continued to talk to herself: "You haven't eaten yet? I'm eating at Guomao. You can come over. The food is still hot."

Xiao Hei walked past the sofa with his tail wagging, and Yu Ci quickly caught it.

The feeling of having the soft and fluffy cat in his arms was so good that Yu Ci happily stroked the cat's head and was unwilling to move: "I won't go, you eat it yourself."

Zhong Ling was anxious: "Hey——"

Beep, beep, beep——

The phone was hung up.

Zhong Ling frowned, but when Shi Jin looked at her, she relaxed her brows and explained with a smile: "Hey, he's having a party with friends, so it's not convenient for him to come over. Let's eat."

Shi Jin lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Okay."

The meal is halfway through.

Shi Jin got up and went to the bathroom.

Zhong Ling took the opportunity to stretch her stiff body and straighten her back.

God knows how tired she was trying to maintain her dignified demeanor.

Just as she was tapping her aching waist, the phone on the desk rang.

"Um?"

Zhong Ling glanced at her phone, but there were no messages.

She looked up and saw that Shi Jin had not taken his cell phone with him.

The black mobile phone lay quietly on the table. On the lit screen, a WeChat pop-up window occupied the center of the screen.

“Eh——”

Zhong Ling blinked in confusion.

Shi Jin returned to his seat and happened to hear her voice: "Aunt Zhong, what's wrong?"

"You're back." Zhong Ling looked up at him with a smile, and then explained: "Nothing, it's just that your phone rang just now. Someone must be looking for you."

She had no habit of prying into other people's privacy. She just glanced casually and happened to see the pop-up window on the lit phone screen.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ling curved her lips and said, "I just accidentally saw the name on the pop-up window. What a coincidence, your friend's WeChat name is the same as my son's."

Shi Jin picked up the phone.

There is a bright red dot on the WeChat dialog box.

【Yuchi】: Roommate, what time will you be back?

Shi Jin pursed her lips, her slender fingertips jumped twice on the screen, and she clicked send.

【time】: It will take a while.

bite--

Message sent successfully.

He put down his phone and looked up at Zhong Ling with a gentle look in his eyes: "Really? It's a coincidence indeed, but I don't think I know your son."

"Oh?" Zhong Ling was a little surprised. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean, do you recognize me?"

Shi Jin nodded: "The wife of Yu Group has heard something."

Zhong Ling was depressed. She picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip: "So you already knew my identity when you saw me this morning?"

“I didn’t know at that time.”

Shi Jin pursed her lips slightly: "Just now when I went to the bathroom, I passed by the front hall and saw the photo of you and Mr. Yu on the counter."

And the clothes Zhong Ling is wearing in the photo are the same as today.

Zhong Ling said stubbornly: "It's just a photo, what can it prove?"

Shi Jin lowered his eyes and added softly, "Mr. Yu and your name are on it."

Zhong Ling never expected that it would be the photo that exposed her.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Finally, she simply drank the tea in the cup and tried to suppress her anger: "How many times have I told him not to put the photos everywhere, but he still did it. This old guy just won't listen to me!"

Shi Jin heard the smile in her complaint, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Aunt Zhong and Mr. Yu have a good relationship."

"It's OK."

Speaking of this, Zhong Ling smiled: "Except for the fact that this old guy insisted on putting a copy of our photo in every company under his control, he listened to me in everything else."

"Let's not talk about this. There's nothing much to say about the story of two middle-aged people like us." Zhong Ling waved her hand and changed the subject with a smile: "Let's talk about you."

Shi Jin picked up the teacup and filled Zhong Ling's empty cup.

Hearing this, he put down the teacup and raised his eyes slightly: "What did you say about me?"

"A lot." Zhong Ling blinked: "For example, do you have a partner?"

Shi Jin paused slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

This should be the third time Aunt Zhong asked this question today.

If I don't give her an answer, I'm sure she won't give up.

But it's not a bad feeling to be cared for.

Shi Jin lowered his eyelids to hide the emotions rising in his eyes: "No."

Zhong Ling's eyes sparkled: "Did you like boys or girls when you were little?"

...Do you like boys or girls?

There was a slight pause.

Before this, he didn't seem to have thought about this issue seriously.

Growing up, he knew from the love letters and courtship he received that he should be good looking, but his mild face blindness made it impossible for him to even remember most people's faces, let alone fall in love with them.

To the extent that, he had not thought about this question carefully before Zhong Ling asked him this question.

but......

Shi Jin pursed her lips and said, "It depends on fate."

"Oh? So, you don't have anyone you like yet?"

At that time, his eyelashes paused slightly.

Someone you like?

He paused for a long time, so Zhong Ling raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Hours?"

Shi Jin came back to his senses.

He raised his eyelids and smiled gently: "Not yet."

Zhong Ling smiled: "This is quite interesting."

"Your answer reminded me of a sentence."

"What did I read before?" Zhong Ling thought for a moment and said, "I like you, regardless of gender?"

"It doesn't matter what gender...?"

Shi Jin lowered his eyes, and his long black eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

He curled his lips: "Maybe."

——

Shi Jin politely declined Zhong Ling's offer to find a driver to drive him home, and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

The driver turned on the meter: "Where to?"

“Bar Street.”

"Okay." The driver looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror and said, "Fasten your seat belts."

"good."

Perhaps because the previous passenger in the car had been drinking, the smell in the car was not very good at the moment.

Shi Jin sat on the left side of the back seat and rolled down the window.

The cool night breeze mixed with the unique smell of fireworks in the city blew in my face. Pedestrians were walking and laughing on the sidewalk, and the taillights of cars on the road were connected in a string.

This is the breath of life.

The taxi driver noticed that the passenger was tired and did not try to start a conversation with him as usual.

Apart from the occasional sound of the meter, the only other sounds in the car were the horn honking from outside the open window.

Shi Jin rubbed his sore brows and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

After replying to Yu Ci, he didn’t look at his phone again.

So now, as soon as I took out my phone, several pop-up windows popped up on the screen one after another.

Shi Jin opened WeChat.

【Fish Pond】: Xiao Hei is hungry.

【Fish Pond】: Come back early.

——

Several messages appeared in a white dialog box.

Shi Jin's eyes skipped over the first few messages and stopped at the last one.

[Yu Chi]: Tell me when you come back and I’ll pick you up.

He turned off the screen, leaned his head against the back of the chair, and closed his eyes slightly.

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A large truck was coming in the opposite lane.

The dazzling headlights shone into the car, making the dark cabin as bright as day.

The truck drove by.

In the darkness, a faint light shone from the lit mobile phone screen.

【时】: No need.