Chapter 280

"Why don't we have dinner first and then talk slowly." When Shen Mochen said this, he absolutely endured the impulse to tear up Chen Fengting.

Obviously, this woman only answers her phone because of Chen Fengting.

And miroga was a little angry: "I'm not going."

She didn't want to go. She didn't want to see the plague at all.

"Don't you want to ask about Chen Fengting?" Shen Mochen stood by the bed and looked out the window at the bleak scene of winter. He felt a little chilly.

Chen Mochi should have never been slighted by any woman in his life, only her

Miroja heard Shen's reply, but he was not calm enough. He couldn't help yelling at him: "is it really you?"

There was a moment's silence. He was so mean!

"We can come out and talk!" Chen Fengting didn't answer directly. He wanted to see her.

"You..."

"I'll send you the address. See you in an hour!"

Before waiting for miroja to say anything, Shen Mochen hung up the phone directly, but didn't give her any room to refuse.

An hour later, Shen met at a restaurant near miroja.

Miroja is wearing a long gray dress today. Maybe because the color of the dress is too dim, he doesn't look very well.

"Didn't you have breakfast today?" Shen Mo Chen asked with concern.

This is the first sentence Shen Mochen said after miroja sat down. It was completely instinctive.

On that day, miroja and Chen Fengting heard what they said at the door of the ward clearly, so he immediately went to investigate the relationship between miroja and Chen Fengting. He didn't expect that they really had a past in Germany.

At that time, Chen Fengting was not a big star. Like miroja, he was a resident singer in a bar.

After knowing the past, Shen Mochen wanted to take care of this strong girl, but miroja refused him all the time.

Miroja sat there, the noon sun through the clear French window on her face, is her whole person looks a little trance, hazy but there is a kind of beauty, just like her heart, hiding in an invisible jungle, nothing.

"I..." Miroja's nose suddenly, this kind of unknown emotion has no reason.

She didn't have breakfast. She didn't think that anyone would care whether she had breakfast or not.

Miroja's lips were slightly open, staring at the man in front of her, and suddenly a layer of water mist poured into her eyes.

"Did you cry?" Shen Mo Chen's heart was tight.

The tears she left for Chen Fengting.

For Chen Fengting, she not only came to see him, but also cried!

Miroja immediately picked up the paper towel on the table, covered her nose, shook her head and said, "it's OK. I just have a cold."

"Oh." The voice of Shen Mo Chen's reply is dull.

He can't help holding the fork on the dining table, holding it tightly, more and more forcefully

He felt very uncomfortable. Why did he see her crying? His mind was full of Chen Fengting. It was a kind of idea that he wanted to put Chen Fengting to death.

A deadly jealousy was burning in her mind, but he hadn't found it yet.

"About Chen Fengting..."

"Then have something light..."

Two people speak at the same time, the atmosphere suddenly congealed, only two pairs of dull and embarrassed eyes staring at each other, the air seems to be burning Yiyi sound.

Two words originally thought that two parallel lines did not intersect, but the neighbors took a look, but they collided with enough sparks to destroy the sky and the earth.

Finally, the first person to respond was miroja. She coughed twice, which relieved the current embarrassing situation.

"Why are you aiming at Chen Fengting? As far as I know, all the information on the Internet is nonsense Miroja looks at Shen Mo and asks.

Shen Mo Chen suddenly dropped his eyes. He was afraid to look directly into miroja's firm eyes. She believed him.

A "nonsense" seems to have convicted him of Shen Mo Chen.

He smile, deliberately put on a light attitude, said: "how can you be so sure of the nonsense, China has a saying that know people know face not know heart, don't you know?"

"He won't do these things, I'm sure!" Miroja frowned angrily.

It is clear that he can discredit, but he can speak so high sounding.

Shen Mo Chen's face suddenly became very ugly, as if even the warm sun outside the window suddenly became dim. His fingers moved unnaturally, and lightly changed the topic: "order first, at noon, you are hungry!"

Miroja sighed helplessly. The taste of asking for help was really bad.

"Good."

Originally, miroja only ordered a steak set meal, but Shen Mo Chen ordered bird's nest for her.

She is worried about Chen Fengting. She has lost weight these two days, so she has to make up for it.

Looking at the bird's nest in front of her, miroja felt even more depressed. There was no bird's nest in the western restaurant. When he ordered the bird's nest just now, he asked the waiter to go to the Chinese hotel nearby.

"You are not aiming at Chen Fengting because of me, are you?" Miroja asked.

She will not be so naive as to think that Shen Mo Chen does not know her previous relationship with Chen Fengting. She will be aware of the facts exposed in those photos.

Where is the black gate? It's the junction of underground intelligence networks in various places. As long as you have appeared on this earth, nothing can be hidden from them.

Smelling speech, Shen Mo Chen's eyes flashed a little calm. He looked up at the worried face with black eyes: "what about you? What are you doing for? "

"Me?" Miroga bit her lip subconsciously.

This is the subconscious action when she feels guilty.

"I just don't want you to implicate the innocent, and White's press conference is around the corner. If you do this, you will cause trouble for my good friend Ji Wanbai. " Miroja said, but the fingers under the table were entangled tightly.

Today, she and Chen Fengting should not have any contact at all, and he should not be attacked for her reasons.

So

It's Shen Mo Chen's way of doing things that upset his heart.

"Are you sure you didn't do it because of Chen Fengting?" Shen Mo Chen cuts the steak in front of him. His strength is a little messy. The steak knife sometimes makes a few discordant sounds on the delicious meat or the delicate dinner plate: "look at him being splashed with dirty water. Do you feel sad?"

The creaking sound made miroja tremble and panic like a sieve.

Is Shen Mo Chen restraining his temper?

Strange? What's his temper?

Miroja looked up at the man who was competing with the steak and said, "of course not. I have nothing to do with him."