Chapter 10 Is there anyone else around Mr. Song now?

Although Song Huaijing didn't dress up like Jiang Jingcheng today, he always wore formal clothes to work, so there was no sense of incongruity when he stood next to Jiang Jingcheng who was also dressed up.

After getting off the car, Song Huaijing naturally let go of Jiang Jingcheng's hand, then took a step behind Jiang Jingcheng, and the two walked into the restaurant together.

The waiter took them to the seat Jiang Jingcheng had reserved in advance. Halfway through, Jiang Jingcheng's attention was attracted.

Song Huaijing looked in the direction Jiang Jingcheng was looking and saw large patches of orange-red sunset.

It is already past six o'clock, but because it is still summer and the sunset time is later, we can still see the last rays of the setting sun.

Song Huaijing retracted his gaze and looked at the waiter who was leading the way, "Is the seat over there taken?"

The waiter looked over there and saw that no one was sitting there today, but they didn't have a reservation at that table.

The waiter was about to speak, and Jiang Jingcheng had already reacted and was about to say something, but the restaurant manager came over in a hurry.

"Mr. Song is here." The manager smiled flatteringly.

Song Huaijing smiled and said, "Manager Tang."

The manager smiled and then quickly asked Song Huaijing what they wanted to do. When he learned that they wanted to sit in that seat, Manager Tang immediately said, "Of course."

"Sorry for the trouble." Song Huaijing said politely.

Manager Tang then personally led them there. Jiang Jingcheng whispered to Song Huaijing, "Thank you."

That seat was good, Jiang Jingcheng couldn't make a reservation, and the sunset was about to disappear. Jiang Jingcheng just took a subconscious look at it, it didn't matter whether he sat down or not.

But since Song Huaijing had already done it, there was no need for her to be disappointed and say that it was not necessary.

And Song Huaijing was indeed happy that Jiang Jingcheng was not disappointed. When he walked over, he was still very considerate and pulled out a chair for Jiang Jingcheng.

After Jiang Jingcheng sat down, Song Huaijing went to sit at the opposite seat.

The two ordered their meals and the waiter left quickly, leaving the space for them.

Jiang Jingcheng turned his head to look out the window again. The sunset had gradually disappeared. Jiang Jia suddenly remembered something and quickly turned around to look at Song Huaijing.

Jiang Jingcheng was watching the sunset, and Song Huaijing was looking at Jiang Jingcheng. Seeing her suddenly turn around and look at him, Song Huaijing didn't feel panicked, but just asked in a gentle voice, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Jingcheng pursed his lips, looking a little embarrassed, but in the end he couldn't help but ask, "Does Mr. Song come here often?"

There was a hint of awkwardness in his words, as if he was jealous.

The manager just now obviously knew Song Huaijing, and this is a couple's restaurant, so if Song Huaijing wanted to come, he would not come alone.

Song Huaijing naturally understood what Jiang Jingcheng meant. He said calmly, "I've been here a few times before."

Jiang Jingcheng's mind was in a state of confusion, and after a long while he continued, "So is there anyone else with Mr. Song now?"

A girlfriend or a female companion or something.

Song Huaijing looked at Jiang Jingcheng without saying anything, with a faint smile still on his face.

The sudden silence made the atmosphere a little awkward, so Jiang Jingcheng explained, "I don't mean anything else, I just don't want to be the third party."

Song Huaijing suddenly laughed out loud, and said, "No." at Jiang Jingcheng's somewhat embarrassed expression.

"That's good." Jiang Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, Jiang Jingcheng was like a little sparrow, chattering non-stop. Song Huaijing rarely found her annoying and kept listening patiently.

When the meal was over, Jiang Jingcheng was ready to pay the bill, but Song Huaijing had already asked someone to put the bill on his account.

"Isn't it my treat?" Jiang Jingcheng said somewhat dissatisfiedly.

Song Huaijing said, "Just treat me next time."

With just one sentence, the future development of the two people was determined.

Jiang Jingcheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Okay."

For contemporary young people, this time is still a little early, but this is only the third time they have met, and the one at Song Huaijing's table offered to send Jiang Jingcheng back.

On the way to Song's house, the two talked about the coffee shop. Song Huaijing asked Jiang Jingcheng, "Do you deliver?"

"Of course." Jiang Jingcheng nodded.

Song Huaijing nodded slightly and did not continue the topic.

After sending Jiang Jingcheng away, Song Huaijing left.

Originally, Song Huaijing was planning to go back, but on the way he received a call from Zhuang Yan, and from the sound of his voice he was obviously in the bar.

Song Huaijing had already rejected him yesterday, and today he was urged again. Song Huaijing was a little helpless, but he still agreed.

Halfway through, Song Huaijing received a message from Jiang Jingcheng, asking him if he had arrived home. Song Huaijing did not hide it and directly said that he was going to keep an appointment in the night.

After that, I waited for a long time before I got Jiang Jingcheng's reply, "Then you should go back and rest early."

Song Huaijing just smiled and didn't say anything.

More than half an hour later, Song Huaijing appeared in the bar and saw Zhuang Yan dancing from a distance.

Zhuang Yan was even more excited when he saw Song Huaijing, and his expression formed a sharp contrast with his name.

As soon as Song Huaijing walked over, Zhuang Yan grabbed his neck and said, "I can't even invite you out. Is there something wrong?"

"You're disturbing my date even though you know I'm talking nonsense." Song Huaijing said as he shook off Zhuang Yan's hand.

Zhuang Yan's eyes widened in disbelief. He was just talking nonsense, but Song Huaijing responded so naturally, and it didn't sound like nonsense at all.

Thinking about what happened two days ago, Zhuang Yan's eyes widened, "Could it be the girl who asked you for her WeChat the night before last?"

After hearing this, the other friends in the booth also looked at Song Huaijing with interest, waiting for his answer.

Song Huaijing had already sat down on the sofa in the booth, and then looked at Zhuang Yan, "Is it not possible?"

Hearing Song Huaijing's answer, Zhuang Yan was shocked again. He sat down next to Song Huaijing and asked, "When did you like that girl?"

"What did I like originally?" Song Huaijing asked curiously.

"Don't you like Senior Sister Xin Long?" Zhuang Yan said without hesitation.

Speaking of that person, Song Huaijing's face instantly turned sour. He said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense. Who likes her?"

The people around him burst into laughter. Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing too, and then said to Song Huaijing, "Yes, yes, yes! My brother still likes the girl from two days ago better. She's so lively and cute!"

Song Huaijing narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhuang Yan, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

But Zhuang Yan was not afraid at all and continued to shout, "I am telling the truth!"