Chapter 36

Mo Zhuoqian drove his limited edition Bugatti Veyron sports car imported from abroad to his destination.

Because of the dangerous experience of riding in his sports car last time, Shu Ziji was so nervous this time that she only paid attention to the road conditions and didn't pay attention to the backward scenery around her.

The sports car drove up the mountain, drove directly up the winding mountain road, and finally stopped in the open parking lot on the top of the mountain.

Shu Ziji is very confused. What does Mo Zhuoqian bring her to the mountain for? Don't you mean to eat?

When she opened the car door and got out of the car, she realized that it was a tourist resort.

On the top of the mountain, there are hotels, restaurants, hot springs, scenic spots for visitors to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and various entertainment facilities. Because it was built on the mountain, all the houses are made of wood. They look like wooden houses, which are very distinctive.

Mo Zhuoqian took her into a mountain top restaurant with the best scenery. This restaurant has been completely wrapped up by him. There are only two of them tonight.

Mo Zhuoqian handed the menu to Shu Ziji and asked her to order.

Shu Ziji casually ordered two kinds. She was not familiar with the dishes of the restaurant, so she gave the rest to Mo Zhuoqian.

She got up straight and walked towards the fence, which was made of wood, like a fence, with all kinds of fresh flowers and plants planted on it.

These flowers and plants form a circle around the restaurant, as if they were dining in a sea of flowers.

Shu Ziji sat down against the fence and glanced under the fence, suddenly her eyes lit up.

Below the fence is a hillside full of trees and grass, and below it is a clear river. At this position, people can overlook all the scenery at the foot of the mountain and enjoy the beauty of nature in an all-round way.

"Isn't it beautiful here?" Mo Zhuoqian's magnetic voice sounded in her ear.

Shu Ziji found that Mo Zhuoqian had come behind her and was very close to her.

She subconsciously moved a step to the side, rigidly pulled the corner of her lip: "it's really good, here has a wide view, you can see the beautiful scenery of the whole mountain forest."

Mo Zhuoqian's deep eyes looked at the distance, and suddenly he took back his eyes. His eyes fell on her gently, and his tone was gentle and slow: "it's very similar to your temperament here!"

"Yes? I don't think so at all! " Shu Ziji shrugged her shoulders.

"Yes, when I saw you for the first time, you made me feel so fresh and natural, which impressed me deeply." Mo Zhuoqian's eyes were deep and fixed on her. He changed his cynical attitude and looked a little serious. He seemed to fall into his own memory.

Shu Ziji's eyes narrowed. Did he feel like this when he saw her for the first time?

If she remembers correctly, shouldn't their first meeting be at her wedding with Mo Zexuan?

Shu Ziji twisted her eyebrows and couldn't help being absorbed by Mo Zhuoqian's eyes. When she came back, she couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"This mountaintop restaurant, did you often come here before?" She coughed and quickly changed the subject.

"Well, I come to this place a lot." Mo Zhuoqian nodded and his voice was clear and sweet.

Shu Ziji's eyes rippled with ridicule: "bring a woman?"

Mo Zhuoqian has always been romantic and unruly. He is famous outside. It's no surprise that he comes to such a place to soak women.

This beautiful and unique mountaintop restaurant, the romantic atmosphere of two people dining alone, is always easy to move the heart of women.

Her husband Mo Zexuan once took her to the top of the mountain.

At that time, Mo Zexuan chose a foreign tourist resort with charming scenery and took her to the top of the mountain by cable car. They spent the night there and got up the next day to watch the sunrise.

It was an unforgettable memory for Shu Ziji all her life. The sunrise that day was also the most beautiful sunrise she had ever seen.

It was there that Mo Zexuan proposed to her.

"If I said you were the first woman I brought here, would you believe it?" Mo Zhuoqian's words interrupted Shu Ziji's memory.

"Is it?" Shu Ziji naturally didn't believe it, but she didn't argue with him. She just turned around and said faintly, "we're serving. Let's go to dinner."

Then he went straight back to the dining seat.

Mo Zhuoqian looked at the back of her leaving, and the dark light in the eyes of the beautiful peach blossom flashed away.

But soon he regained his cynical appearance, stepped out of his long legs and sat down in the dining chair opposite Shu Ziji.

They began to eat quietly.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is very good. At this time, the sky is getting dim. Dim landscape lights are lit in the restaurant. There are several long candles and heart-shaped candlesticks on their dining table. With the surrounding sea of flowers, the breeze blows and the fragrance of flowers is striking.

Shu Ziji has to admit that the dining atmosphere here is very romantic, even more romantic than that created when Mo Zexuan took her to the top of the mountain to propose.

"Do you think we are like a couple now, enjoying a romantic candlelight dinner?" Mo Zhuoqian suddenly made a sound, the brilliance of his eyes was dazzling, the sound was soft and magnetic, and the corner of his mouth outlined a shallow arc of fun.

"No!" Shu Ziji gave him a white eye. She corrected her face and reminded him: "don't forget that you promised me to contact Zexuan for me."

"So anxious to get in touch with your husband? Aren't you afraid that he's with another woman now, and that you're interrupting him? " Mo Zhuo thousand eyes color slightly move, meaningful ground satirizes a way.

"How could it be?" Shu Ziji instinctively defends and says: "Ze Xuan must have something to do, so she didn't contact me in time."

Think of the past, no matter how big the scandal, Mo Zexuan will explain to her for the first time, so as not to worry about her.

But this time, he didn't make a phone call, and even she didn't contact him several times. Shu Ziji's psychology is empty.

Mo Zhuoqian's eyes have been staring at her, as if to see her low mood, he lifted thin lips, eyes of unknown dark light ups and downs: "well, in your dinner with me tonight, I help you to make a phone call to Zexuan."

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