"Mr. Shen, is your wife seriously injured?"
This is the first time Mingyao mentioned Shen Yu's wife after the incident happened.
"It's not as serious as your husband, but she's recuperating abroad now."
Shen Yu turned his head and glanced at Mingyao, only seeing her beautiful side face. She was not crying, but her expression was a little hollow and confused.
"Mr. Shen...will you divorce your wife?" Mingyao asked softly, as if she was asking herself.
"certainly."
Mingyao turned around and looked at Shen Yu.
Shen Yu realized that he had answered too decisively and smiled bitterly.
"We...we had very little time to spend with her because of my work. Maybe I delayed her."
"Maybe there will be better results if the two people separate." Shen Yu added.
"Mr. Shen, you are so generous..."
Mingyao smiled bitterly.
Shen Yu felt like he was holding a breath in his heart.
He cheated on you, do you still plan to stay with him?
"Just hold on, no man would be indifferent to this kind of thing,"
Shen Yu sighed: "No one around me knows about this matter, and I have no shame to talk about it. I can only have a few words with Miss Song."
Mingyao felt the same way.
She had been holding it in her heart before and didn't know who to tell, but she felt better after talking to Guan Qing.
The man next to me is majestic, handsome and rich, and his self-esteem is very strong at first glance. After being betrayed by his lover, he must be even more depressed inside...
The fact that he smoked her cigarette before was probably done impulsively when he was depressed. She can understand him now.
Mingyao found that the air conditioning temperature in the car was set very high and the seats were heated. Shen Yu had some sweat on his face. It seemed that the temperature was adjusted for Mingyao.
Being cared for so carefully and considerately, Mingyao felt relieved and felt much better.
After a while, the car stopped in front of an elegantly decorated restaurant.
Mingyao and Shen Yu entered a private room under the leadership of the waiter.
The private room is not big and very quiet.
A waiter came in and poured tea for the two of them. The soup was amber in color and fragrant with honey. It was the finest Jin Junmei.
Mingyao didn't understand this, so she picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She felt that the tea was sweet, smooth and delicious, and her body gradually relaxed.
"Is there anything you want to eat?" Shen Yu handed her an exquisite menu.
Mingyao actually didn't have much appetite, so she motioned to Shen Yu to order some. Shen Yu sketched out and selected a dozen dishes.
"The two of us...can't eat so much, right?" Mingyao advised.
"This is Cantonese cuisine, the portion is not big." Shen Yu smiled and added another golden pork knuckle.
Mingyao: "This dish is..."
Shen Yu: "Whatever you eat will help you supplement."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Not long after, the dishes were brought out one after another, Zhanjiang chicken, eggplant stew, gold medal pork knuckle, truffle black tofu, sweet and sour pork with strawberry...
The taste is light but not bland, not greasy, and suits Mingyao's taste very well. The two started chatting while eating.
Ming Yao found that no matter what she said to Shen Yu, she would not be left alone. He was very knowledgeable and insightful, and even his long speeches did not feel preachy.
The two chatted a lot about everything, and both deliberately avoided those unpleasant topics.
Mingyao feels much better, and even her feet don't seem to hurt anymore.
There was a gentle knock on the door of the box, and a muscular man with short hair in a suit walked in and greeted Shen Yu warmly.
"Lao Shen, your Majesty is here! It's been a long time since I've been here."
Shen Yu also smiled and greeted him.
The short-haired man looked at Mingyao curiously, "Who is this?" She is so good-looking!
Mingyao sat in her seat, feeling very uncomfortable. She suddenly realized a problem.
What kind of relationship does she have with Shen Yu?
It seems difficult to define.
"This is Miss Song." Shen Yu didn't say much.
Mingyao smiled at him, "Hello."
"Hello, hello. I'm just here to say hello. I won't disturb you anymore." The short-haired man smiled and gave Shen Yu an ambiguous look.
Shen Yu motioned him to get out quickly with his eyes.
"Everything today will be charged to my account." He asked the waiter behind him, "Here are some fruit plates and snacks."
"Ask me if you have any questions, and come here often!" Before leaving, he handed Mingyao a card. Mingyao thought it was a business card and quickly took it. Only when she got it did she realize that it was the membership card of this place.
"...I can't buy it anymore." Mingyao looked at Shen Yu with a wry smile.
Shen Yu slowly took the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Mingyao.
"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." His tone seemed to have profound meaning.
"..."
Mingyao felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She didn't dare to raise her head and look at Shen Yu, and drank tea with lowered eyebrows.
After the meal, the two slowly walked out.
"Miss Song, let me take you home."
Mingyao felt that this was all, and there was really no need to be pretentious anymore, so she nodded and said 'ok' without saying thank you.
Shen Yu opened the car door for her.
Shen Yu: "Where do you live?"
Mingyao: "Chengyuan Garden is on the other side of Qingyang Road."
The man didn't seem to know this place. He poked the navigation screen a few times with his long finger. After locating it, he looked carefully and said,
"It's not far from my home."
Mingyao didn't answer. She suddenly felt a little hot in the car.
As the car drove on the road, Mingyao felt that this time was both short and long. When she saw the familiar building, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it okay to stop here?"
"Well, then I...leave?"
Mingyao put her hand on the car door, turned her head and glanced at Shen Yu, and met his eyes.
"Miss Song, are we friends now?"
"...Hmm." Mingyao bit her lip.
"Then can I call your name?"
"OK......"
"Mingyao." He raised his eyes and called her, with a low voice and a hint of smile.
"......Um."
Mingming's friends all called her that, but calling it out from his mouth made Mingyao particularly uncomfortable. She looked away and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Then don't call me Mr. Shen in the future. It makes me look weird."
"How could..." Mingyao looked at him and felt that the air in the car seemed to be much thinner.
She couldn't stay any longer.
"Then I'll go first...Thank you, Shen Yu." After saying that, she gently opened the car door and got out of the car.
Shen Yu.
The voice was delicate and timid, and a little shy. Shen Yu's eyes couldn't help but darken after hearing it.
Looking at the woman's back outside the car window, Shen Yu raised the corners of his lips.
Don't worry, we have a long way to go.
