"Miss Wen, a call from your family or …?” Mr. Zhang was not a fool, and he could see something from the way Wen Shuyue was talking with the one on the other side of the phone.
Wen Shuyue’s face lighted up. But her tone was flat, "No, just a friend."
Although she was not interested in Mr. Zhang, she still had to be polite for Lin Lin’s sake. After all, Mr. Zhang was Lin Lin's friend.
"If it's just your friend, I'm relieved." Mr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and cracked a bright smile.
In fact, Wen Shuyue did not need to go out on a blind date concerning her pretty looks and excellent job. Even if she had a son, she would still have many suitors. Mr. Zhang was undoubtedly pleased with Wen Shuyue.
Hearing the implication of Mr. Zhang's words, Wen Shuyue's smile was gradually restrained, and her movements were not natural.
The two continued to talk for a while. Wen Shuyue was so preoccupied with what He Siming had said that she did not pay attention to what Mr. Zhang was talking at all. Her eyes kept glancing toward the door from time to time.
"Miss wen, you have been absent-minded all the time. You don’t like me, am I right?" Mr. Zhang was a little impatient, frowning at her, and his tone was worse than before.
After hearing Mr. Zhang's words, Wen Shuyue hurried back to her senses and replied politely with her usual smirk, "Sorry, I just suddenly thought of something. It's getting late, or we might as well..."
"If you want to go home, I'll drive you back." Before Wen Shuyue could finish speaking, Mr. Zhang quickly interrupted her.
Driving a beautiful woman home, especially the one he admired, should be a dream for many men.
Wen Shuyue's face clouded, and finally smiled reluctantly, "No, thanks. I'll go back by myself."
"Now that we know each other, we are friends. Miss wen, why don't you give me a chance?" Mr. Zhang frowned and spoke aggressively as if he would send Wen Shuyue home no matter what.
“Is this man a fool? Why is he so verbose?”
Wen Shuyue could not help but roll her eyes and began to scold the man secretly. Finally, she refused to explain, and she grabbed her bag, ready to leave.
"Wen Shuyue, you should feel grateful that I drive you home. If it were not for Lin Lin's sake, I would never have come to see you today." Mr. Zhang was furious and shouted angrily at Wen Shuyue.
Probably because they were a little noisy, a lot of people were looking at them.
The feeling of being watched like a monkey was so unpleasant that Wen Shuyue grew increasingly pale, but she forced herself to calm down.
"What Mr. Zhang said was what I wanted to say, but it seemed that we had had an unpleasant conversation. In that case, we might as well just go home and leave each other alone." Said Wen Shuyue calmly.
She really didn't like shouting at people in public, especially a man she didn't know well.
However, the more Wen Shuyue said, the angrier Mr. Zhang became. She was just about to take her bag and leave when Mr. Zhang pulled her over.
"Ah!"
Wen Shuyue was unprepared. He pulled her onto the sofa and knocked her head into the corner. She gasped in pain.
When the staff of the hotpot restaurant saw this scene, they were all shocked. They wanted to stop the quarrel, but they were afraid of interfering. After a long hesitation, they were still secretly observing the situation.
Realizing that he had done something wrong, Mr. Zhang panicked and quickly bowed his head to apologize to Wen Shuyue.
"I'm sorry, Miss Wen, I was too impulsive just now. I hope you can forgive me. This is really my fault, and I..."
"Bang!"
The sound of a heavy fist rang out in the hotpot restaurant. Everyone looked at the man in surprise and couldn't believe what they saw.
Especially Wen Shuyue, she never expected that He Siming would come so early and even hit Mr. Zhang in time. He couldn't have seen what happened to her just now, could he?
Wen Shuyue suddenly felt nervous and went to He Siming. "It’s just a misunderstanding. Let it go."
"Let it go?" He Siming frowned, his heroic face furrowed with anger. With his cold eyes, he just glanced at Wen Shuyue and then fixed his eyes on Mr. Zhang.
No one expected that He Siming would come suddenly. When Mr. Zhang saw him, he was trembling with anxiety and wanted to explain the matter, but he did not know where to start.
"Guan Yue, I need all his information in a minute."
It was some time before He Siming's low, cold voice began to ring again.
As soon as he said this, he took Wen Shuyue by the hand and walked out before everyone could react.
The identity of He Siming was known to all. Although he was not an entertainment star, most people in the hotpot restaurant knew him, and even when he arrived, some girls began to shoot him with their cell phones.
"Is this your blind date?"
As soon as they got outside, He Siming could not help but frown at her, and his voice was low and threatening.
Wen Shuyue tried to calm down, and she pretended to be calm and said, "Yes, he is indeed my date, but I think this blind date is a failure."
"Will you go on a blind date in the future?" He Siming blurted out without even thinking about it. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and his expression was a little unnatural.
Not knowing what was going on, Wen Shuyue unconsciously shook her head and said, "No, I'll quit."
He Siming was clearly satisfied with her answer, and his thin, sexy lips rose with a touch of triumph.
The snow outside was still falling wantonly, and it was so frozen that Wen Shuyue could not help but shudder, which was seen by He Siming.
"You wear so little when it's snowing so hard outside? Did you girls always stay cool no matter how cold it is?” He Siming blamed in a low voice and took off his suit jacket and threw it over Wen Shuyue.
"No, I'm not cold, I..." Wen Shuyue tried to return the jacket to him, but before she could do it, she met his Siming's cold and powerful eyes.
As if at that moment, she gave up all her persistence. Wen Shuyue whispered thanks and put on his jacket silently.
As Christmas was approaching, many stores had Christmas decorations. Wen Shuyue had been fond of winter and Christmas since she was a child. As long as she saw those decorations, she would feel happy.