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All the chefs in the manor are chefs, so it's impossible for her to have bad cooking. She knows all this.

"It's hard for you to swallow seeing me." This time, situ Ye didn't beat around the bush. He uttered a word directly, not even in a tone of doubt. He seemed to be sure that it was such a thing!

"I didn't." The petal like lip trembled twice, and Shen Mingxi did not dare to look up. She knew that her eyes could not hide any emotion at the moment. She didn't want to tell situ ye that she could only control herself. She didn't want to express or say anything.

Situ Ye nodded, which was beyond Shen Mingxi's expectation. He didn't say any more.

After eating the rice in his bowl in silence, situ Ye puts down his chopsticks and gracefully draws out a paper towel to wipe the corner of his mouth clean. Then he doesn't even take a look at Shen Mingxi. His slender and straight back looks like the scene that has just been staged. He disappears from Shen Mingxi's sight coldly and mercilessly!

Hard to hold the chopsticks in the hands of "pa!" A sound fell on the table, met the white porcelain bowl, and a series of shocking sound.

Because she and situ Ye didn't let extra people be present when they had dinner, so situ Ye left, and Shen Mingxi sat at the table, and no servant came to disturb her.

I don't know how long she's been sitting. There's a sound of footsteps coming from far to near in Shen Mingxi's ears. Then she looks up and watches situ ye come down from the upstairs.

He didn't say where he was going. He didn't even know that Shen Mingxi was sitting in the restaurant. His face was indifferent. It was like when Shen Mingxi first met this man, he was all over, and even every cell was talking about his coldness.

Shaking her head, Shen Mingxi listens to the sound of the car leaving. She knows that situ ye will probably not come back at night. She doesn't want to be seen by the servant. She should not look so good at the moment. She gets up. Her thin body falters slightly. Her hand on the back of the chair stabilizes her figure. Then she quickly goes upstairs.

John's bar.

After finishing the chores, John with a big beard walked to situ ye and sat down. "I saw you trapped for the first time."

Having stayed in China for a long time, John learned Chinese very well. At least in situ Ye's ears, he was quite standard.

But, trapped in love?

Situ Ye raised his head, dark eyes in the flash light of the bar, it seems a bit deep and unpredictable, his low cold voice in John's ear quietly sounded: "will I be trapped in love?"

I don't know whether he is asking him or asking himself.

John laughs. It's hard for him to get along with this strong man. Maybe that's why he opened the bar all over the world, but stayed in one place for such a long time for the first time?

Although they meet very little time, but between friends, do not need to be as close as lovers, occasionally meet, is enough.

"If you have people you like, you must cherish them." John picked up the empty cup next to him, poured himself a glass of foreign wine, reached out and touched situ Ye's Cup: "have a drink!"

Situ ye then put the glass of wine on his lips, but he hesitated for a long time and didn't drink it.

If you have people you like, you must cherish them?

This is a very simple and direct expression, but the word "like" in the sentence is like ice. It touched situ Ye's heart and made him tremble.

Does he like Shen Mingxi?

"People, often smart to see everyone's mind, but can't see their own, also can't see the person who likes you." No matter whether situ Ye drank it or not, John filled a glass of wine again and took another gulp.

In the dim light, situ Ye pick eyebrows, Jun face flashed a smile: "you miss you love, also love you that person?"

John is quite forthright. At least in the past few years when situ ye knew him, they were quite congenial. He was also a man situ Ye rarely wanted to trust.

Although this man only spent a small part of his time in China in recent years, he was always clean around him. Situ Ye never saw any women around him, although he looked very attractive.

"Ha ha..." Even if he was touched by situ Ye's personal privacy, John didn't suffer from his habit of paying attention to privacy protection. He was silent and only laughed two times. A pair of water blue eyes narrowed slightly and the taste of decadence seemed to think of the past: "yes, I missed it. I can't find it any more."

If that person is still there, he can't meet situ ye here today, can he?

Situ Ye is not a person who is constantly curious about people's privacy. When he heard that John said this, he didn't mean to ask any more.

"Come on, drink!" He touched John's Cup casually. This time, situ Ye didn't hesitate. A cup of yellow rice wine, which was not too low in degree, raised his neck, followed his action and quickly entered his stomach.It wasn't until after eleven o'clock in the night that John's bar was almost gone.

In addition to John's own care, two young boys were invited here. Seeing that the boss and a man who seemed to know that he was an elite were getting drunk, they looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Then one on each side dragged John into the elevator of the bar and let him have a rest in the lounge specially opened for his boss on the second floor. The remaining one took situ ye out of the bar as usual, took a taxi on the road and told the driver the address.

Sitting in front of the window, Shen Mingxi, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, saw a light galloping on the road not far away. She didn't know what she was thinking, but looking at the car, she knew that it was probably situ ye who came back.

The road on this side of Rose Manor is very remote. There are no cars during the day, and it is impossible to have cars passing by at night.

However, she thought that situ ye would never come back at night.

Pull down the curtain, Shen Mingxi was just ready to go back to bed, she didn't want to wake up to face situ Ye.

However, the strange mind dominates her action, and Shen Mingxi stops when she goes back. He grabs the curtain with cool hands, shrinks his cerebellar pouch on the balcony, and watches the car stop at the gate of the manor.

Is the gate closed?

I haven't seen the car move for a long time. An idea just floated out of Shen Mingxi's head. A crisp bell had already come out from downstairs.