Love after Marriage

DINNER

He had said so much, how could Wen Qian not see him off? She quickly changed the subject, "If you don't mind, you can..."

　　"Where is your car?" Shang Mo suddenly asked.

　　In the night, the man's facial features were made more three-dimensional and profound by the light, and his inky black eyes were no longer as sharp and cold as before, but instead were gentle and polite.

　　His voice was still as deep and mellow as ever, like a bottle of fine wine, with a rich fragrance that made one intoxicated without even drinking it.

　　"In front." Wen Qian raised her chin slightly, "Parking lot."

　　It was just a coincidence that when I got closer I found that the Mercedes Wen Qian was riding in and the Bentley were side by side.

　　The driver was wiping the lenses of his glasses when he saw the big boss coming out of the corner of his eye. He quickly put them away, put on his glasses, pushed the door and got out of the car.

　　The movements were done in one go, clean and neat.

　　Wen Qian was startled by the sudden appearance of the man and couldn't help but take two steps back, forgetting that Shang Mo was still behind her and just ran straight into his arms.

　　The moment her back was touched, the scene of that night reappeared in her mind. Wen Qian's body trembled and her shoulders shook unconsciously.

　　The fair cheeks turned red.

　　The driver didn't expect to scare anyone, and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

　　His eyes wandered, and he bowed and called out, "Boss Shang."

　　As he spoke, he opened the car door reflexively.

　　Wen Qian: "..." What's going on?

　　She faintly sensed something, walked out of Shang Mo's arms, and asked suspiciously: "Do you... know each other?"

　　The man's eyes narrowed slightly under the lenses, his expression became a little more serious, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, and he said calmly: "I don't know him."

　　It takes a lot of skill to be Shang Mo's driver, and he has to be tactful and alert, as well as have the ability to deal with unexpected situations.

　　The driver understood immediately and immediately distanced himself from the matter, "I work at this hotel, and Mr. Shang is a distinguished guest of our general manager."

　　He straightened his back, bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Shang."

　　Shang Mo hummed lightly.

　　The man said again: "The road is slippery, Mr. Shang, please walk slowly."

　　Shang Mo took the first step, his straight and slender legs looked even straighter and stronger in his suit pants.

　　Wen Qianzheng stared at it blankly, always feeling that something was wrong, but not knowing what exactly.

　　I wasn't walking carefully and tripped over a stone. My ankle sprained and the next moment someone grabbed my waist.

　　A magnetic male voice came from above his head. Shang Mo lowered his eyes and said, "Be careful."

　　After two consecutive physical contacts, Wen Qian had no idea what Shang Mo was doing. Wen Qian was extremely panicked, her heart was pounding, and she kept reminding herself to be more careful and not let anyone notice anything.