Thinking of this, Su Yingxue pushed open the car door and walked into the hot pot restaurant with firm steps.
Just as Su Yingxue walked to the car, her cell phone rang suddenly.
She glanced at the caller ID and the corners of her mouth rose slightly - it was A Qian.
"Hello, A Qian, what's the matter?" Su Yingxue answered the phone with a relaxed tone.
"Yingxue, you have to throw the bouquet to me tomorrow!" A Qian's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of teasing and expectation. "I'm waiting for you to get married so that I can get married quickly!"
Su Yingxue smiled and said, "Are you in such a hurry to get married? What did the third brother say?"
Ah Qian was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "I don't know what he thinks. When I asked him about marriage, he always avoided the question. Oh, I won't talk to you anymore. He seems to be looking for me."
After saying that, A Qian hurriedly hung up the phone.
Su Yingxue put away her phone, feeling a little sorry for her friend. A Qian and Lao San have always had a good relationship, but Lao San doesn't seem to be in a hurry to get married, which makes A Qian a little anxious. However, Su Yingxue believes that Lao San will understand A Qian's feelings sooner or later.
Su Yingxue had just opened the car door and was about to get out when she suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the street not far away. She was slightly startled, then she recognized him - it turned out to be Zhao Dakuang.
Zhao Da Kuang was wearing a black windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, looking straight at her with a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Su Yingxue frowned, somewhat surprised by his appearance. She walked quickly towards the hot pot restaurant and said coldly, "Zhao Dakuang, why are you here?"
Zhao Da Kuang sneered, his eyes showing a hint of disdain: "Tan Zhengchu wants to kill me? It's not that easy. I, Zhao Da Kuang, am not that easy to deal with."
Su Yingxue stopped and looked at him coldly: "Are you here to provoke Tan Zhengchu?"
Zhao Da Kuang shook his head, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes: "I came to see you."
Su Yingxue was slightly startled, then sneered: "Zhao Dakuang, don't make a mistake. I have someone I love, and I won't go with you. You'd better save your energy."
Zhao Dakuang's face turned pale instantly, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I know you have Tan Zhengchu in your heart, but I still want to come and see you. Can I attend tomorrow's wedding?"
Su Yingxue was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "You can come, but don't cause me trouble."
A hint of joy flashed across Zhao Da Kuang's eyes, but it was quickly hidden. He whispered, "I won't, I just want to see you happy."
Su Yingxue continued to walk forward, and Zhao Dakuang followed her with a hint of jealousy in his eyes: "Su Yingxue, how many suitors do you have? Tan Zhengchu, me, and that Tan Zhengmo, they are all interested in you, right?"
Su Yingxue stopped and looked at him coldly: "Zhao Dakuang, stop meddling in other people's business. I warn you, if you dare to disrupt tomorrow's wedding, I will make you pay." She made a gun gesture, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Zhao Da Kuang was startled by her momentum, but he quickly regained his composure: "Don't worry, I just want to attend the wedding and won't cause any trouble for you."
Su Yingxue ignored Zhao Dakuang and quickly walked into the hot pot restaurant.
Tan Zhengmo was already sitting by the window. When he saw her come in, he smiled and waved to her.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Su Yingxue walked to Tan Zhengmo and was about to sit down when she heard a cold voice: "Su Yingxue, how many suitors do you have?"
Su Yingxue turned around and saw Zhao Dakuang standing behind her with a gloomy face. She frowned: "Zhao Dakuang, why are you here to join in the fun?"
Zhao Da Kuang walked directly to the table and sat down without any hesitation: "Since you invited me to the wedding, of course I can come for dinner."
Su Yingxue glared at him and said in a bad tone: "Tan Zhengmo invited me, not you. Get out of here!"
Zhao Da Kuang completely ignored her warning and called the waiter directly: "Waiter, add more bowls and chopsticks!"
When Tan Zhengmo saw this scene, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he finally said nothing.
Su Yingxue was so angry that her face turned pale, but Zhao Dakuang didn't care at all. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton and put it into the pot.
"Zhao Dakuang, you've gone too far!" Su Yingxue said a little angrily.
Zhao Da Kuang just smiled, with a hint of provocation in his eyes: "Su Yingxue, don't be so stingy. I came all the way to see you, don't you welcome me?"
Su Yingxue gritted her teeth and finally said nothing. She knew that Zhao Dakuang had always been arrogant and domineering. Since he came today, he would not leave easily. She could only hope that he would not cause any trouble in front of Tan Zhengmo.
The atmosphere in the hot pot restaurant suddenly became awkward, and a hint of gloom appeared on Tan Zhengmo's face.
But Zhao Da Kuang seemed to not care at all and just kept eating hotpot as if this was his home ground.
Su Yingxue stared at Zhao Dakuang, her eyes full of helplessness. She knew Zhao Dakuang's temper very well. Once he set his sights on a target, he would stick to him like taffy and could not be shaken off. She gritted her teeth and was about to speak again, but she heard Tan Zhengmo's indifferent voice: "My friend, you seem to be very familiar with me."
Tan Zhengmo's tone was calm, but there was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes. He had long seen that Zhao Dakuang had different feelings for Su Yingxue, and that this man had an extraordinary temperament and was definitely not an ordinary person.
Tan Zhengmo smiled slightly, picked up a piece of tender beef for Su Yingxue, and said in a relaxed tone: "Yingxue, don't bother with him. Since he is here, let's eat together."
Su Yingxue was stunned for a moment. Before she could say anything, Zhao Dakuang had already taken the lead and drank her juice. He said provocatively: "This juice is really good, Su Yingxue, do you usually drink this kind of stuff?"
Su Yingxue was so angry that her face turned pale. She glared at him fiercely and warned him in a low voice: "Zhao Dakuang, watch your words!"
Zhao Da Kuang didn't care at all. Instead, he moved closer to her and whispered, "Su Yingxue, I really want to kiss you."
Su Yingxue was instantly choked by his words, her cheeks slightly reddened, and she kicked him angrily.
Zhao Da Kuang snorted, but just smiled, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes: "I know you don't have me in your heart, so I won't take you by force."
Tan Zhengmo frowned slightly, put down his chopsticks, and asked directly: "My friend, what is your name?"
Zhao Da Kuang raised his head, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "My name is Zhao Da Kuang, you can call me that."
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