But he quickly restrained himself.
Fu Jingchuan started the engine.
The car drove out slowly.
When the car drove out of the company park entrance, it met Shiyang who was taking a taxi again.
Tang Shaoyu wanted to pat his forehead.
Shiyang didn't notice them.
The car she took had arrived and was parked in front of the company.
She was leaning over and talking to the driver, and her position was a little in the way.
Fu Jingchuan honked the horn directly.
Shiyang turned around subconsciously, and was startled when she saw Fu Jingchuan in the car, and then silently moved to the side.
Fu Jingchuan raised his eyes and glanced at her.
The setting sun fell all over her body, and her beautiful face was always gentle and tranquil, without any sadness or entanglement.
Fu Jingchuan withdrew his gaze and pressed hard on the accelerator.
The car sped away.
Tang Shaoyu couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.
Shi Yang in the rearview mirror had turned his back.
Tang Shaoyu couldn't see her expression.
He couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan's handsome face was still calm and calm, but the line of his jaw was obviously a little tight, and the palms holding the steering wheel were slightly tightened, but then relaxed quickly.
Shiyang's indifference obviously affected him.
"Old Fu." Tang Shaoyu finally couldn't help but said, "You love her very much, right?"
Fu Jingchuan didn't speak, and his expression didn't change at all, but the accelerator under his feet was accelerating.
The "whooshing" sound of wind poured in through the open car window, making Tang Shaoyu's hair fly.
Tang Shaoyu closed the car window, rested his elbows on the car window, half-supported his head, looked at the traffic outside, and then looked at Fu Jingchuan: "Since I still love..."
Fu Jingchuan interrupted him calmly: "Does it matter?"
Tang Shaoyu: "..."
"When she was in love, why did she want a divorce?" Fu Jingchuan's voice was low and calm from beginning to end, as if he was discussing other people's affairs.
Tang Shaoyu didn't know how to answer the call for a while.
This is true for Shiyang, and so is Fu Jingchuan.
"You two..." Tang Shaoyu shook his head and smiled, "You are really...not a family, and you don't belong to the same family."
Fu Jingchuan ignored him and just drove the car calmly.
Tang Shaoyu didn't say anything more.
The two parties involved clearly knew what they were doing better than he did.
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Half an hour later, Fu Jingchuan and Tang Shaoyu arrived at Konoha Tsutsumi Restaurant.
When the car stopped in the parking lot, Fu Jingchuan did not get out of the car immediately.
He looked at the door of the restaurant opposite, where the person was sitting in the car without moving.
Tang Shaoyu had to remind him: "Old Fu."
Fu Jingchuan looked away from the door of the restaurant opposite, glanced at him, then took off his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car, then grabbed the car door and threw it shut, and walked to the restaurant without looking back.
"Hello, do you have a reservation?"
As soon as we walked to the door of the restaurant, the receptionist at the restaurant asked with a smile.
"Well, we've already booked a private room."
Tang Shaoyu smiled and showed the booking message to the welcoming lady.
"Okay, this way please."
The receptionist greeted the two of them and walked towards the box.
The other party has already come over, seems to have just arrived, and is pulling out a chair to sit down.
Tang Shaoyu smiled and greeted the girl in the room: "Han Yue, are you here so soon?"
The girl whose name was called looked up and her eyes met Fu Jingchuan's.
Both of their movements were a meal.
Tang Shaoyu was stunned and looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Do you know each other?"
Han Yue smiled awkwardly, then nodded calmly: "Yes, we are high school classmates."
Tang Shaoyu: "..."
He subconsciously looked at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan had already pulled out his chair and sat down on the other side of the dining table.
The waiter came forward to pour tea for several people, and handed the menus to them while pouring.
"Let's see what you guys want to eat."
Fu Jingchuan pushed the menu to Tang Shaoyu: "You guys order."
The man had picked up the tea cup, put the rim of the cup to his lips, and took a sip, but he did not put it down. He just held the tea cup with one hand, not knowing what to think.
Han Yue ordered a few dishes at random and looked at Fu Jingchuan: "Sorry, I didn't know it was you."
"It doesn't matter."
Fu Jingchuan responded calmly, put down the tea cup, and saw the waiter going out to close the box door, so he stopped her: "No need to close the door."
The waiter gave him a surprised look.
The restaurant has a layout of private rooms surrounding the hall. If the door is not closed, it will be easily affected by the dining environment outside.
Tang Shaoyu understood Fu Jingchuan's scruples. He always had a clear sense of boundaries when it came to dealing with the opposite sex. Except for work, he would not be alone in a closed space with the opposite sex in private, even if he was there.
He smiled and said to the waiter: "Just keep the door open."
"OK."
The waiter responded lightly and backed out of the box.
Tang Shaoyu watched her leave, and when he was about to look back, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. His eyes paused and he looked at Shiyang, who was following the receptionist to the dining area.
