The next day was still the weekend. At noon, Xiao Zhan drove to the coffee shop where he made an appointment with Aunty Fang.
Auntu Fang was in her fifties this year. Because she often stayed at home and didn’t walk around much, when Xiao Zhan saw her in that coffee shop, he felt that she exuded a sense of restraint and uneasiness.
Thinking that she was the best person in the world to him, Xiao Zhan couldn’t help but feel sad.
Aunty Fang was drinking orange juice. Seeing Xiao Zhan had sat down across from her, she said: “Zhan, is it true? That JiaJun is not master’s son?”
“Probably, but it still needs to be checked.”
He waited until the waiter left, then Xiao Zhan said: “Did you bring the things I asked for?”
“I brought it.”
After saying that Aunty Fang put two plastic bags on the table, pointed to one of the bags with cigarette butts and said, “This is your father’s.”
As for the other one with a toothbrush, it must be Xiao JiaJun’s.
“Zhan, we are doing this...... wouldn’t it be bad?”
Aunty Fang had a timid and weak personality, and the most feared people in her life were the police and other people alike. Thinking that it was because of him that she had to do this kind of thing which would make her feel uneasy and guilty, Xiao Zhan held her hand on the table and said, “Aunty Fang, this is already a fact. We didn’t do anything wrong.”
After thinking about it, he said again: “When the matter is over, I will definitely repay you well.”
“No! I do this for you, not to take advantage of you!”
Aunty Fang looked very angry, Xiao Zhan’s smile was unchanged, and said in a mild tone, “I know.”
After sending Aunty Fang back near the door of that home, he gave the things in his hands to a doctor who he knew well, and Xiao Zhan drove back to Song Liubai’s studio.
As soon as he came out of the studio in the afternoon, he was picked up by someone sent by Wang Yibo to a famous western restaurant.
He had expected what Wang Yibo would say to him, but Xiao Zhan still felt nervous along the way.
He couldn’t open and see what was in Wang Yibo’s heart, and he didn’t know how long the two people’s marriage could last, but soon, he might live together with that person and have an intimate relationship together.
Taking a deep breath at the door, when Xiao Zhan walked into the hall, he quickly became a little speechless.
There was only one table in the hall. In the dim light, the flickering candlelight illuminated the food and wine on the table. Wang Yibo was sitting upright, and standing next to him was a man in a white suit and a violin in his hand.
“You don’t like it?”
Wang Yibo had never been in a relationship before and lacked experience. Everything in front of him was what he saw from books or TV. At this moment, seeing Xiao Zhan standing there with a vague expression, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.
“No.”
Sitting across from Wang Yibo, Xiao Zhan couldn’t help it and finally said something, and said, “Can you let them go first?”
Wang Yibo raised his hand, and the people went out.
Looking at Wang Yibo’s face in the opposite candlelight, Xiao Zhan felt nervous again. It seemed that at this moment, this person’s meaning to him began to change somewhat.
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