Inside the restaurant, Jin Yan sat in his seat, but his vision fell to the empty position on the other side. I don't know how long later, he took back his vision.

Looking at the dishes on the table that had not been touched, he picked up chopsticks and took a bite of each one in turn.

In fact, he didn't like French food at all. He was a native Chinese, and he could cook. He liked to fry two dishes with rice, which was very warm and real. He always felt that this was life.

Later he knew that he liked to eat, so he had to cater to her taste, just like catering to this person.

But as time went by, he got used to the taste of French food. He found that it didn't seem so difficult to eat. Later, he got used to it and even fell in love with it, just like he did to her

But human feelings are like this, will always only remember your mistakes in mind, can't remember you once good.

So, it's impossible!

Even if we meet, we are strangers.

After tasting the last dish, he put down his chopsticks and left with his bag.

No matter how much he remembers, he can't get that person's look back. Everything is useless.

The people at the next table looked at his back and whispered, "do you think that person is Jin Yan?"

"No? How can Jin Yan be so thin? "

"Haven't you heard that he's been losing weight recently? It seems that this new album really cost him a lot of energy. "

"I love my God, I must buy more albums this time."

Here, Qiao Yu takes Xia Ning home. As soon as she enters the house, Xia Ning receives a phone call from Britain.

It's Su Zhong. When she asked about the latest situation, Xia Ling said something about it.

Since the last quarrel with the old man, she and the old man have not talked on the phone for a long time. Every time, Su Zhong is in the middle of the phone.

When she first entered the performing arts circle, she basically didn't call the old man. Every time she went back to the old house, she would see him. At that time, she didn't feel anything. However, since returning to England this time, her attitude towards the old man has changed a lot subconsciously.

Xia Ling stopped and said, "give me the phone."

On the other side of England, Su Zhong was stunned when he heard Xia Ling's words. Then he looked at him and said, "Sir, Miss wants to talk to you."

Master Su frowned and waved his hand. "If there's anything to say, just let her be there. Don't be bullied. Otherwise, outsiders will laugh that our Su family's heirs have no skills."

As soon as Su Zhong heard this, he said to Xia Ling on the other side of the phone: "Miss..." The phone hung up before I finished.

He put down the phone, looked at master Su, sighed and said, "master, it's rare that the eldest lady wants to chat with you. How can you say these words to hurt her?"

"Now I want to chat with you. Where was the time before? Besides, you called me." Mr. Su snorted.

Su Zhong took a look at him and didn't speak. He shook his head helplessly and turned to go out. The master didn't want to talk to the young lady, but he didn't know what to say. In addition, he was not used to the sudden intimacy, or even nervous.

Xia Ling hangs up and looks at her mobile phone for a while. She is speechless. This old man has to make people angry every time he talks. If she calls him again, she will tell him his last name!

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