Wen Yifan subconsciously exclaimed and looked at the direction of the drink again. Only then did she realize that something was wrong. However, she had always been like this when she went out to dinner with others. She had always listened to others' arrangements.
She didn't mind being the last person to be selected.
Under normal circumstances, the person who ordered would politely ask for her opinion.
Wen Yifan had never encountered a situation like Zhang Kejia who directly showed that she was a person who could be treated casually.
Wen Yifan didn't care much about such trivial matters. She didn't even feel anything wrong just now. But strangely, there was an inexplicable strange feeling at this moment.
She licked the corner of her lips and looked down at the menu to conceal her feelings.
There weren't many dishes in this restaurant. The menu was folded and sealed with a plastic film. The drinks were at the bottom right corner of the reverse side. There weren't many types of drinks. In addition to the drinks on the market, there were also a few unique drinks in this restaurant.
Wen Yifan looked at it for a while and wasn't interested, "You choose, I'll just drink water."
Sang Yan had already heated the bowls and chopsticks and pushed them in front of her.
"Nothing else?"
Wen Yifan nodded and stared at the bowls and chopsticks in front of her. She passed the menu back to him.
Sang Yan poured water into the cup and glanced at the menu and the dishes he had ordered. In the end, he didn't add anything and put the menu back in the middle of the table.
After a brief silence, the table became lively again.
The rest of the people were chatting and chatting with Sang Yan from time to time.
Most of them were gossiping. Occasionally, they would talk about work. Wen Yifan didn't know the people they were talking about and she didn't know much about this field. She didn't listen much and drank the water slowly.
Wen Yifan suddenly realized something.
So, did Sang Yan reject the company dinner to have this meal with me?
Thinking of this, Wen Yifan looked at Sang Yan's direction and met Zhang Kejia's eyes. Her expression seemed a little uneasy and a little embarrassed, as if someone had said something to her.
Wen Yifan looked away and saw Sang Yan's side profile.
Sang Yan noticed her gaze and quickly looked over, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Wen Yifan lowered her head and continued to drink water.
Sang Yan was still staring at her and suddenly smiled, "Hey, don't try to fool me."
Wen Yifan: "Huh?"
Sang Yan's eyes were dark with light, as if this gathering had nothing to do with him. He pursed his lips and said cynically, "This meal doesn't count."
…
When dinner was almost over, Wen Yifan got up and went to the toilet.
Wen Yifan came out of the cubicle and turned on the tap to wash her hands. Looking at herself in the mirror, she lowered her eyes and took out the cushion and lipstick from her bag. Just as she was about to touch up her makeup, she happened to see Zhang Kejia enter the bathroom.
Zhang Kejia stopped in her tracks and walked over to stand next to her.
Wen Yifan's movements didn't stop as she started to touch up her makeup in front of the mirror.
Zhang Kejia seemed to be just here to wash her hands. She squeezed the hand sanitizer and took the initiative to speak. "I didn't expect to meet you here today. So you know our manager?"
Wen Yifan replied perfunctorily.
"Just now, my colleague told me that I didn't give the manager face because I treated the people he brought so casually." Zhang Kejia frowned slightly and complained in a low voice, "That's not what I meant. Aren't you just not picky?"
Wen Yifan rubbed the lipstick stain on the corner of her lips with her fingertips.
Zhang Kejia, "I just don't want to waste it. I've already ordered it."
Wen Yifan said casually, "Then why don't you drink it yourself?"
Zhang Kejia choked, "I don't like it. Didn't you always … …" Zhang Kejia stopped talking and changed her words before she could finish her sentence, "Can you help me explain to the manager? I'm afraid that I won't be able to pass my internship if I offend him. "
Wen Yifan smiled, "You're thinking too much."
"Aren't I afraid? Just help me explain it to him. " Zhang Kejia also took out her lipstick. Her voice was coquettish and a little envious, "By the way, is the manager pursuing you?"
"… …" Wen Yifan was a little puzzled. How could this matter be reversed? "No."
"So you haven't started pursuing him yet? Are you guys still in the flirting phase? Anyway, he must be interested in you. I was planning to pursue him. He's tall, handsome, cool and rich. He's also my boss … … "Zhang Kejia curled her lips as she said this," But I think it's better to forget about it after seeing the two of you like this. I don't want to be unable to pursue him after spending so much money on him. I'm not that bad. "
Wen Yifan stopped, "He's interested in me?"
"Do you even need to ask? Are you deliberately making me unhappy? "Zhang Kejia was speechless," He treats you too differently compared to others. Although I don't want to admit it, I really don't have any chance of winning with your face. "
Wen Yifan was silent as if she was thinking about something.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal." Zhang Kejia stroked her hair and gave herself a way out, "I'm not interested in this kind of face. If he coaxes me when we're together, then I must be the one being pampered. "
Wen Yifan had just finished touching up her makeup. She lifted her feet and walked out, "Okay, I'll go back first."
Zhang Kejia followed her, "Let's go together."
Wen Yifan was still pondering over Zhang Kejia's words.
While walking, Zhang Kejia thought of something, "Hey, let's add each other on WeChat. I've been trying to contact you before. You've been ignoring me even when I added you on WeChat. "
Wen Yifan didn't say anything.
"How long has it been since you contacted your mother? She's been in a bad mood recently because you ignored her. "Zhang Kejia said," I'm mainly responsible for your relationship. You don't have to blame her. "
Wen Yifan was amused, "Then why should I add you on WeChat?"
Zhang Kejia frowned, "I just want to talk to you."
Wen Yifan said softly, "There's nothing to talk about."
"Do you have to be like this?" Zhang Kejia felt a little unhappy that she didn't get a good response even though she had been talking to her nicely. "It's not that serious. Do you have to be like this? You're her biological daughter, and I'm her stepdaughter. "
"That's true." Wen Yifan smiled and said, "You're more like a biological daughter than I am."
Zhang Kejia quickly understood the meaning of her words. In an instant, her arrogance was completely extinguished. Her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.
In all fairness, Wen Yifan didn't have much feelings for Zhang Kejia.
She couldn't like her, but she didn't hate her either.
After all, she had always felt that although Zhang Kejia was the fuse, the main reason was Zhao Yuandong's repeated inaction.
The two of them were born in the same reorganized family, but their personalities were completely different.
Their fates seemed to have diverged from here, leading them to different paths of life.
Wen Yifan fell from heaven into the mud. She was ostracized by her new family and lived a cautious life under someone else's roof. From then on, she didn't have the right to be arrogant. She didn't fight for anything, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong.
The girl in front of her was spoiled by her father without any bottom line. Her stepmother also loved her like her biological mother. She had never experienced any suffering, and even her troubles were sweet.
At this age, she was still a little princess who couldn't understand other people's eyes at all. She had no emotional intelligence at all.
It was almost time to go back to her seat.
Wen Yifan lowered her voice and said, "So, she didn't lose anything, right?"
"......"
"Doesn't she still have a daughter?"
As soon as she sat back in her seat, Sang Yan turned his head and looked at her, "Are you done?"
Wen Yifan nodded.
Sang Yan stood up when he heard this, "Let's go." Then, he looked at the others and said casually, "You guys continue to eat, we have something to do, we'll leave first."
"Wait!" Tin Foil Man immediately stood up and took out his phone, "We haven't taken any photos yet! Come, take a few, or we won't have any material to post on our WeChat moments later. "
"......"
Sang Yan was a little impatient, but he still sat back down.
Wen Yifan moved closer to his ear and whispered, "Should I move aside?"
"Step aside? Sit properly. "Sang Yan glanced at her," Do you know what your role is? "
"Hmm?"
His tone wasn't very serious, he dragged his tone a little, "To set me off."
"......"
Wen Yifan didn't argue with him. She sat up straight and stared at the direction of the camera. The expression on her face was indifferent, showing her usual smile when taking photos. After a few seconds, Tin Foil Man also put down his phone.
"All right, all right."
Sang Yan also stood up when he finished his sentence.
Wen Yifan politely said goodbye to the others and followed behind Sang Yan. She looked at the time and asked, "Are we going home now?"
The two of them left the shop.
Sang Yan glanced at the small business district next door, "Let's watch a movie."
He didn't ask for her opinion at all, as if he was sure that she wouldn't refuse, so he directly made the decision. Wen Yifan was silent for a while, then she naturally asked, "What movie?"
Sang Yan gave her his phone, "You pick."
Wen Yifan looked through the recent movies, there were quite a lot of them, and they all had high ratings. She looked at the introduction, she was struggling between a disaster movie and a horror movie.
At this time, Sang Yan suddenly asked, "You don't have a good relationship with your stepsister?"
Wen Yifan continued to struggle and answered honestly, "Yes."
Sang Yan had never seen anyone with a bad relationship like "No Temper", "Why?"
"Because I'm reorganizing my family." Wen Yifan's answer was concise and almost perfunctory. After that, she immediately changed the topic and handed the phone to him, "This disaster movie and this horror movie, which one do you want to watch?"
Sang Yan stared at her for a few seconds and didn't answer.
Wen Yifan still didn't continue the topic just now, but asked again, "Which one do you want to watch?"
Then, she looked up and met his eyes, but soon she looked down.
Sang Yan was silent for a moment, then casually glanced at it, "Disaster movie."
Wen Yifan said, "Okay, then I'll pick a seat. Sitting in the back row? "
"Yes."
The topic seemed to be changed just like that.
Wen Yifan was a little relieved, and didn't think about the trivial things at home anymore. She was about to click on the ticket interface of the disaster movie when she suddenly remembered how Sang Yan chose this without hesitation.
Then, Wen Yifan remembered that he was afraid of ghosts.
She hesitated for a moment, then exited and clicked on the horror movie instead.
Wen Yifan didn't know whether it was because she was possessed or because of her desire, but the following operations were extremely smooth. When she reached the payment interface, she calmly handed the phone to him, "It's done."
Sang Yan didn't doubt it and entered the payment password without even looking at it.
Wen Yifan picked the nearest movie, and there was only half an hour left before the movie started. The two of them went directly to the floor where the movie theater was located. After collecting the tickets, they waited outside.
Sang Yan took a look at the movie ticket during the break. He noticed the movie name, paused, and took out his phone to compare the ticket purchase record. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did you buy the horror movie?"
"…" Hearing this, Wen Yifan pretended to look at his phone. After a few seconds, she reacted, "I think I bought the wrong one."
Sang Yan tilted his head and looked at her with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.
Wen Yifan looked back at him without any guilty expression.
After a while, Sang Yan let out a meaningful "Oh."
It felt a little like she was caught in the act, and it made Wen Yifan's originally calm mood instantly fluctuate. After dealing with it, she gradually regretted her behavior. After all, if she thought about it seriously, this was what Sang Yan was afraid of.
It didn't seem very good.
Thinking of this, Wen Yifan suggested, "Why don't you buy it again? I'll transfer the money to you. "
Sang Yan, "No need."
It just so happened that the ticket inspection started.
The guilt in Wen Yifan's heart became more and more obvious. Her heart felt like it was being pressed by a heavy stone. After sitting in her seat, she hesitated and called him, "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan, "Speak."
"If you're afraid later," Although the result would be the same, Wen Yifan's purpose of making this proposal was definitely not as impure as before, "I can protect you."
Sang Yan's expression was slightly stunned, "What the hell?"
Wen Yifan licked her lips and didn't continue speaking.
After a few seconds, Sang Yan seemed to have finally understood something after thinking about the cause and effect of the incident. He laughed out loud. His shoulders and chest trembled slightly as if he found it extremely funny. When he laughed, there was a faint breath.
Under the dim light, Wen Yifan could faintly see the dimples on his lips.
She was inexplicably embarrassed, "Didn't I buy the wrong one …"
"Okay." Sang Yan forced himself to stop laughing and said calmly, "I underestimated you."
At the same time, the movie began to play.
Wen Yifan pretended not to hear it and stared at the screen.
The entire movie lasted for one and a half hours.
Occasionally, Wen Yifan saw a crucial moment. Sang Yan would suddenly get close to her ear and say in a frivolous and annoying voice, "So scary."
"… …"
Or else, "Why? Come and take — — "
At this point, he purposely paused and changed his words, "Protect me?"
After the movie, Wen Yifan felt that she had seen everything, but it also felt like she had not seen anything. In short, she had no memory at all. Sang Yan's provocative and flirtatious words kept echoing in her mind.
She couldn't even tell if Sang Yan was afraid or not.
On the way home, Wen Yifan thought of Zhang Kejia's words again.
Although Wen Yifan also felt that Sang Yan seemed to treat her a little differently. But she was also worried that it was just her wishful thinking. But from a bystander's point of view, it seemed to be the same.
She also felt that Sang Yan had a good impression of her.
That meant that the feeling she had during this period of time should not be an illusion.
Wen Yifan saw her curved lips from the reflection on the window.
She blinked, but she didn't restrain herself.
After reaching home.
Wen Yifan remembered the photo taken at the grilled fish shop. Before entering the room, she took the initiative to ask, "Can you send me the photo you took today?"
Sang Yan was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone.
Hearing this, he turned off the screen and said casually, "I don't have it."
Wen Yifan nodded and didn't force him.
… …
The next day, Wen Yifan went to work at the company.
Su Tian arrived at the company as soon as she turned on the computer. She habitually asked her about the progress.
Wen Yifan felt a little more confident when she mentioned this topic to Su Tian again. But she didn't know what to do next, so she asked for the opinion of her senior in love.
Su Tian touched his chin, "Then I think it's about time to confess."
Wen Yifan, "So soon?"
"Not soon." Su Tian said, "It's just a relationship, it's not like we're going to get married immediately or anything. If you're still worried that it's just an illusion, you can wait for him to take the initiative? "
Wen Yifan thought of her evasive attitude when Sang Yan asked her questions yesterday. She just shook her head.
Su Tian felt that her attitude was a little strange, "Why do I feel that you're especially cautious of this king of ducks? Why are you always so cautious and indecisive? "
Wen Yifan smiled, "Am I?"
"Yes." Su Tian enlightened her, "You really don't have to think too much, it's just a relationship! It's really not a big deal! "
Wen Yifan nodded and continued to type on the keyboard.
"I know."
It seemed like there was only a thin membrane between the two of them.
Wen Yifan didn't know why she was panicking.
Maybe it was because she didn't know if he still cared about the past, and she didn't know how to mention the past that she didn't want to mention to him.
Or maybe it was because she didn't know if she would get close to him or if she would become estranged forever.
So even if she longed to take a step forward, she would rather hide temporarily.
She only hoped that the time she could spend with him would be longer because of this.
Two weeks later, Wen Yifan suddenly received a notice to go on a business trip to Beiyu City. Due to the sudden collapse of the tunnel, there was a heavy loss. As soon as the incident came out, it also caused a heated discussion on the Internet, causing a lot of commotion.
Wen Yifan immediately went home to pack her luggage.
Sang Yan happened to be at home because it was a rest day.
Sang Yan immediately guessed the reason when he saw her anxious look. Before she left, Sang Yan took the initiative to ask, "Are you going to Beiyu? When are you coming back? "
Wen Yifan wasn't sure because there was still follow-up investigation, "Should be two or three weeks?"
"Oh."
Wen Yifan didn't know if she could come back before his birthday. She wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to promise. She picked up her luggage and walked to the entrance. When she was about to go downstairs to meet Qian Weihua, Sang Yan suddenly said, "Hey."
Wen Yifan turned around.
"Come back early." Sang Yan said in a seemingly serious yet casual manner, "I have something to tell you."
"… …" Wen Yifan stopped and looked back at him, "Can't you tell me now?"
"I can tell you now." Sang Yan played with his phone, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm afraid you won't be in the mood to work."
… …
Wen Yifan got into Qian Weihua's car. Mu Chengyun was also in the back seat. She greeted both of them and fastened her seatbelt. She was absent-mindedly thinking about Sang Yan's words.
She felt that she couldn't concentrate after he said that.
Wen Yifan flipped through her phone and quickly put it down.
It took about three hours to drive from Nanwu to Beiyu. The sky was getting dark. Wen Yifan was afraid that Qian Weihua would be tired, so she planned to take turns driving with him. She planned to take a break first.
Her phone vibrated not long after she closed her eyes.
Wen Yifan picked it up. A new friend in her contact list lit up with a red dot. She opened it and it was indeed Zhang Kejia again. When she was about to exit, she suddenly saw Zhang Kejia's remark.
[I'm sending you photos for a dinner party.]
Wen Yifan thought for a while and pressed accept.
A string of ellipsis was immediately sent: [… …]
Zhang Kejia: [I've added you hundreds of times but you didn't respond at all. You instantly accepted when I said I would send you photos.]
Zhang Kejia: [You're too realistic.]
Half a minute later.
Zhang Kejia sent five photos.
The background was the same. It seemed that five photos were taken in a row with tin foil.
Wen Yifan clicked on the photos.
In the photos, her hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She had a palm-sized oval face and her skin was as white as paper. When she smiled, the corners of her eyes would slightly bend down. Her gorgeous eyebrows became a little softer.
Sang Yan, who was sitting next to her, didn't look at the camera. He was quietly staring at her with his head tilted. The corners of his lips were slightly curved.
Wen Yifan's breathing paused for a moment.
She slid back down the page and looked at the other four photos.
Five photos.
She looked at them for about half a minute.
Sang Yan didn't look at the camera in the photos.
— — He was looking at her.
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