Hearing these words, Zhuang Yibo froze again instantly. When he turned to look at him, his eyes were almost frozen.

After Shen Wangjin looked at her for a moment, he slowly laughed. The next moment, he reached out his hand again, held hers, and whispered: "But it's rare that we can eat together, so let's put other things aside for the time being.

"

Zhuang Yibo moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something else, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them again.

And the hand she held by him was always cold.

This time, Shen Wangjin chose a private Cantonese restaurant.

As soon as he pulled Zhuang Yibo into the store with his front legs, Qianxing rushed to the door with his back legs, but was stopped directly by the staff at the door.

"Sorry ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

As soon as he heard this, Qianxing knew that he probably wouldn't be able to get in.

However, she still persisted in dealing with the other party, and finally returned to the car, but she was still waiting on the side of the road.

On the other side, Zhuang Yibo, who entered the private room, went straight to the farthest seat and sat down, but Shen Wangjin, who came in later, did not choose to sit across from her, but sat next to her.

Zhuang Yibo turned to look at him, then quickly turned his head again, staring straight ahead of him.

Shen Wangjin looked at the menu and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhuang Yibo seemed not to hear it and didn't even blink his eyelids.

Shen Wangjin said again: "If you have no objection, then I will make the decision?"

Soon he ordered the dishes with the waiter. When the waiter went out to make arrangements, he turned to look at her again and said: "It's all what you like to eat, eat more."

Zhuang Yibo still didn't respond.

It wasn't until the dishes were placed on the table one after another that she suddenly realized that the dishes on the table were actually what she liked to eat.

But how did Shen Wangjin know?

She soon remembered that, yes, it seemed that once, she had a meal with Shen Wangjin and some overseas relatives of the Shen family.

Shen Haoxuan was supposed to attend that meal with her, but Shen Haoxuan was nowhere to be found. From the beginning to the end of the meal, he never showed up.

At that time, she had begun to accept her fate more or less. It didn't matter to her whether Shen Haoxuan showed up or not, and she might be more comfortable if he didn't show up.

So that meal became her and Shen Wangjin's meeting with relatives.

She could no longer remember exactly what she said, did, and ate during this period.

But now, her favorite dishes are on the table one by one.

Zhuang Yibo only felt cold all over.

Shen Wangjin filled her half a bowl of Tingzi porridge, put a piece of wild mushroom dumpling into her bowl, and asked again: "Would you like Yangzhi Manna to be served now, or later?"

Zhuang Yibo still didn't move. After a long time, he slowly said: "I have no appetite and don't want to eat."

"It doesn't matter." Shen Wangjin immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks and said casually, "Then wait until you have an appetite before eating."

After saying that, he looked at his watch and said, "No rush, I have plenty of time tonight anyway, but if I don't have the appetite, I can just drink tea or talk."

As he spoke, he took the tea set next to him and poured Zhuang Yibo a cup of tea.

Looking at the cup of brown tea soup in front of him, Zhuang Yibo suddenly grabbed the hot cup and directly put the cup of hot tea into his mouth——

Shen Wangjin's eyes suddenly sank, and he wanted to stop it but it was too late.

Zhuang Yibo poured the cup of scalding tea into her mouth, and tears fell uncontrollably in an instant, but she endured it without making a sound.

Shen Wangjin reached out and pinched her cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth. After seeing her red mouth, he grabbed the ice bucket of champagne next to her and forced a few pieces of ice into her mouth.

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Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but want to spit out the ice cubes in her mouth, but Shen Wangjin still pinched her cheeks tightly, not giving her a chance to spit out.

After looking at each other for a moment, Shen Wangjin suddenly sneered and said, "Don't you just don't want to talk? Why would you hurt yourself like this? I don't have to ask you to talk. After all, I would be very happy if you did something else -"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and sealed her lips with force.

At the same time, he held her waist with one hand, and pulled her whole body into his arms with the other hand, locking her tightly.

The two of them were close together. Zhuang Yibo's mouth was numb, but her body could clearly feel every part of his body, every part of his body that she should not and could not touch.

The nightmare seemed to be happening again, and the strong sense of shame struck her again, and she struggled violently uncontrollably.

But Shen Wangjin seemed to be really irritated by her. With a wave of his hand, he cleared the table in front of him and hugged her up.

Zhuang Yibo's lips were blocked by him, but he couldn't make any sound in despair, so he could only struggle harder.

In the chaos, she didn't know where her hands or feet touched. Shen Wangjin suddenly groaned, and then his body froze and did not move again.

Zhuang Yibo quickly pushed him away, escaped from the dining table under him, clutched the clothes that were torn at the shoulders by him, and retreated to the corner farthest from him.

I don't know if it was her misunderstanding. For a moment, Shen Wangjin's face seemed pale, but the next moment, he suddenly pulled out his chair and sat down as if nothing had happened. He raised his hand to wipe the water stains on the corners of his lips, and then said again.

He raised his head to look at her, raised the corners of his lips almost evilly and said, "If you resist me so much, then go out. I won't stop you. Is it useful for you to hide there?"

Zhuang Yibo's face was full of tears, but he just curled up into a ball and buried his face in his arms.

Why doesn't she want to go out? Why doesn't she want to just open the door and leave without looking back?

But she couldn't move even one step.

All the education and ideas she had received since childhood did not allow her to appear in public under such circumstances. She had no choice and no courage to take this step.

Because she knows that once she goes out, what she will face is also something she cannot bear.

She huddled in the corner, shaking uncontrollably, but still couldn't make a sound.

Shen Wangjin sat on the chair. After looking at her quietly for a long time, he finally stood up slowly, walked to her, stretched out his hand and pulled her out from the corner.

She had nowhere to rely on, but she still covered her face with one hand and tightly held on to the clothes he tore with her other hand.

He stared at her fingers that were so hard that they turned pale for a moment, then finally turned around, took his suit jacket off the hanger at the door and put it on her body, and then he spoke again: "I want to have a good meal with you.

Do you really have to make me angry like this?"

"Shen Wangjin..." She finally called out his name with difficulty, "We can't... I can't be your woman in this life... Please let me go..."

Hearing this, Shen Wangjin stared at her calmly for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "You are already a person, so nothing is impossible."

After saying that, he spoke in a low voice: "Your father will be celebrating his 60th birthday next month. I will personally visit his home -"

Hearing these words, the blood in Zhuang Yibo's whole body instantly went cold.

When she finally took her hand away and looked up at him, her eyes were full of shock and pleading.

"No, no..." She whispered almost desperately, "Don't go, don't go -"
Chapter completed!