The sound of the car door locking was harsh and cold.
Zhou Ji asked the driver in front of him to drive with an expressionless face. The man had his long legs crossed and the expression on his face was not very good-looking, a bit cold.
Jiang Yue seemed to be able to detect the cold chill on his body. She was a little curious: "What did the Taoist priest say to you just now?"
Zhou Ji turned her face slightly and said forcefully: "I didn't hear you."
Jiang Yue's expression didn't look like she hadn't heard him, but more like she had heard something unlucky. Her eyes gradually became confused, and there was a bit of suspicion caused by distrust, "Don't tell me that you heard some secret that you didn't want to tell me. "
Zhou Ji had a sullen face. After thinking about it for a while, his expression remained unchanged: "No."
Jiang Yue became very keen at this time, staring at his cold face, "But I think you are very unhappy."
Zhou Ji looked at her calmly. On the surface, he still looked calm and unfazed. His tone was leisurely and calm. The hands on his legs were clenched so hard that his joints turned white. He spit out a few words from his throat. There was no gnashing of teeth in this word, as if he really didn't care.
"I'm not unhappy."
If he hadn't said this expressionlessly, Jiang Yue might have believed what he said.
Jiang Yue's intuition told her that the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared outside the temple must have said something to make Zhou Ji unhappy, causing a man who had always been emotionally stable to show his joy and anger so obviously.
"Did the Taoist priest say that you want to lose money? Otherwise, why would your face be so smelly?"
In fact, Zhou Ji's face didn't look very bad.
Just aloof.
Very cold.
It's like the icy weather that just snowed in winter.
Zhou Ji seemed to sigh softly, and looked at her deeply, with a little helplessness in his eyes, but the haze in his heart just now was relieved by her few words.
"Stop thinking blindly, there is nothing."
Zhou Ji didn't want to tell her, so Jiang Yue didn't bother to guess anymore.
It must have been something that hurt the man's self-esteem, which made him remain so silent and refuse to admit it.
He didn't believe in gods or Buddhas, but he seemed to be worried about the words of a Taoist priest who appeared halfway.
Zhou Ji was indeed in an unhappy mood, and the Taoist priest's few words were like sharp knives, which were deadly and pierced the softest places.
——The fate is too shallow.
Naturally, he would not believe such words.
He never believed in destiny.
Zhou Ji only believed that man could conquer heaven, and even God would not be able to deprive her of her unless he died.
Jiang Yue didn't know that the man next to him had already thought about it a thousand times in his mind. All the dark thoughts came up and were swallowed up by him silently.
The car drove slowly down the mountain.
Jiang Yue felt that the car was stuffy and she lowered the window. The gentle breeze blew through her hair, seeming to take away the cold atmosphere in the car.
There are many people and heavy traffic at the foot of the mountain.
The driver had no choice but to slow down and the window lowered.
When Jiang Yue turned his head and looked towards Zhou Ji, he coincidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar face. She passed by the window. The girl had a fluffy bun, a long neck, fair skin, and was well-dressed. Youthful and beautiful.
Jiang Yue almost forgot about the existence of the heroine.
However, after going through the story line of the vicious female supporting character, after she was imprisoned, she had no contact with the heroine.
Follow the original progress bar.
Zhou Ji should have started a formal relationship with the heroine now. It is a time of deep affection.
In the clip the system told her, the male protagonist loved the female protagonist very much. He was gentle, considerate, mature and had just the right amount of control.
He is the most popular dad boyfriend at the moment.
Jiang Yue has never asked about Zhou Ji's love life since the divorce was filed. No matter where the progress of his relationship with the heroine goes, it has nothing to do with her.
Now she just needs to survive until the day after the original owner dies in the story.
Even if the task is completed.
However, Jiang Yue was also happy to help Zhou Ji. She said, "I saw Zhao Shuyan."
Zhou Ji glanced at her and said lightly: "Who?"
Jiang Yue looked at his cold and indifferent look and it didn't look like he was pretending.
Her Royal Highness the Princess was half-aware.
Doesn't he still know that he lost his wife?
My wife is gone, so I’m not in a hurry.
"No one, forget it if you didn't see it."
Zhao Shuyan's figure passed by in a hurry, and now he was gone. Jiang Yue wanted to remind him, but missed the opportunity.
Zhou Ji lowered his eyes and remained silent without saying another word.
The man asked the driver to drive to a nearby restaurant, where a private kitchen served him with excellent privacy.
It was getting hot outside. Jiang Yue left the woolen shawl in the car. The little girl was wearing high heels. Standing next to him, she still looked very petite, with a slender frame and a soft figure.
Custom-made cheongsam, perfect fit.
In spring, it looks like a delicate white begonia, with every petal dripping with water.
Facing the scorching spring light, it blooms with dew.
Zhou Ji looked at the person standing in the spring light, his eyes as dark as a dark pool.
The spring breeze brings a faint fragrance.
This soft fragrance seemed to be emanating from her body.
The courtyard is deep, and the person in charge of the restaurant is extremely polite. Naturally, he is very respectful when receiving these two distinguished guests.
"Mr. Zhou, the box has been prepared for you. You and Mrs. Zhou please come with me."
It's not that he doesn't know the rumors about Mr. Zhou and Miss Jiang's divorce, it's just that he is used to watching people's words and can guess what Mr. Zhou likes to hear.
Mr. Zhou is a powerful person in Beijing.
If you really want to get divorced, you can do it quietly. If you reveal the news but don't get the divorce certificate, you still have room for it.
Now I'm protecting people well, and it doesn't look like I'm getting divorced.
After all, he had never seen Mr. Zhou bring anyone to have a meal alone before.
The box has a large floor-to-ceiling glass window.
You can just see the spring-filled courtyard, and the sun breaks in at the right time, filling the house with warmth.
The waiter quietly served the dishes, exited quietly, and closed the door at the same time.
Zhou Ji took off his jacket and casually placed it on the back of the chair. Underneath was a thin shirt, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, smooth lines, and the loose buttons on the collar showed a bit of laziness.
Jiang Yue quite likes it here.
The decor is antique.
She took a sip of tea and asked, "Is this a restaurant under your name?"
If so.
When she wants to get the divorce certificate, this restaurant will be given to her.
Zhou Ji's eyebrows relaxed: "No."
Her Royal Highness looked a little obviously disappointed.
She's not very good at hiding things.
The emotions are basically shown on the face, making it easy to guess.
Zhou Ji poured her a cup of scented tea and said calmly: "But you can come for Overlord meal anytime in the future."
"Tell me my name and charge it to my account."
