Dyed

The wipers swung from side to side, and Luo Wenying could hardly see the road signs outside when she looked out the window.

Song Jinzhuo held the steering wheel with one hand. After driving halfway, Luo Wenying inadvertently looked forward and found that this road seemed to have been traveled yesterday.

Her heart tightened, and when she arrived at her destination, it was indeed on the mountain.

Song Jinzhuo got out of the car and opened the car door for her, and put the umbrella over Luo Wenying's head. Luo Wenying followed him to the front of the restaurant. Looking around, due to the weather, there was no one under the umbrella that had been placed outside .

Luo Wenying withdrew her gaze, and was led in by Song Jinzhuo.

Ming Zheng walked out of the box during the banquet, his slender body was leaning against the wall, one leg was put up casually, and his demeanor was a little more slack.

He dialed Luo Wenying's number with his fingers, and before he knew it, he didn't need to look through the address book to call her, a string of numbers had already been engraved into his heart unconsciously.

Ming Zheng lowered his head and stared at the movements in his hands, and the cold breath all over his body was also brushed away. He thought that Luo Wenying should be having lunch at this time, and it was raining heavily outside. She might not have an order to go out today, which is fine. .

Ming Zheng dialed Luo Wenying's number, but it showed that he couldn't get through.

His heart sank, and he thought that the signal might be bad, but Luo Wenying was in Qiankun, how could there be a problem that the mobile phone could not be connected?

Mingzheng thought about it for a while and felt worried, so he made a call to Xiao Zhu's cell phone.

Xiao Zhu didn't know where Luo Wenying was going, "Boss, Eve may have gone to eat, are you okay?"

"Tell her to call me when she gets back."

"Oh, good."

Mingzheng hung up the phone, and when he raised his eyes, he was already full of gloom.

Luo Wenying and Song Jinzhuo had just chosen their seats and sat down, when she looked at the man across from her with hesitant eyes, vaguely feeling something was wrong, but she couldn't say it out.

Song Jinzhuo flicked through the menus slowly with his fingers, his temperament was outstanding, but the depth of his eyes made it impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

The mobile phone on the table rang, Song Jinzhuo held it to his ear and connected it, Luo Wenying subconsciously glanced at his own, not knowing when the battery would run out and it would be turned off.

Song Jinzhuo on the opposite side couldn't help nodding. After hanging up the phone, he stretched out his hand to pull Luo Wenying, "Let's go."

"Don't you want to eat? Where are we going?"

Song Jinzhuo smiled, "It's just a coincidence, you'll know when you come."

Song Jinzhuo took Luo Wenying's hand to the restaurant on the second floor. He found one of the boxes, knocked on the door and opened it to walk in. Luo Wenying thought that he might have met some kind of friend, so he had to follow behind. He heard Song Jinzhuo yelling, "Dad, Mom, auntie."

Luo Wenying instantly petrified, stuck in place, her gaze swept over the box, and she could only call someone first when she got to this point.

The indescribable feeling that had existed since being dragged into the car by Song Jinzhuo until now finally dissipated after meeting Song Jinzhuo's family.

Luo Wenying felt her hand withdraw from Song Jinzhuo's palm, and Song Jinzhuo's aunt hurriedly got up and said, "Wen Ying, sit down, sit down."

Song Jinzhuo thoughtfully opened the chair for her, and Song's father and mother Song also looked at her with a smile.

Luo Wenying sat down with her back stiff, and Song Jinzhuo sat down nearby, "Dad, Mom, why are you here?"

Mother Song glanced at Luo Wenying, smacked a mysterious smile and said, "I was thinking about the bad weather when I went out today. Your father said that it is a good day to read the almanac, and something good must happen. No, your aunt said to see Now that you and Wen Ying are here, isn't it a great thing?"

Luo Wenying forced a smile, what is this, seeing the parents?

Is it really a coincidence that Song Jinzhuo took her all the way up the mountain and met her elders by 'accident'?

At this time, Luo Wenying couldn't bear to think about these things. Song Jinzhuo's aunt was a middleman, and she had a violent temper. Being sandwiched between the young people and the previous generation just happened to be able to invigorate the atmosphere. In addition, Song Jinzhuo's parents were also considered gentle. I didn't feel restrained either.

"Wen Ying, when will you tell your parents, we want to come and visit."

Luo Wenying put a mouthful of vegetables into her mouth, and while chewing, thinking about how to answer, she glanced at Song Jinzhuo next to her.

After all, I have also told him what I mean, hoping that he can save her from the siege, but Song Jinzhuo seems to have the same intention, looking sideways at Luo Wenying.

"Okay, I'll tell."

Mother Song was overjoyed, and the more she looked at Luo Wenying, the more she liked it, "We Jinzhuo are getting older, and we finally met a destined place, but we are impatient. We have never seen anything like this before."

Luo Wenying smelled like chewing wax, but Song Jinzhuo couldn't stop picking up vegetables for her, making the elders amused.

"Uncle and aunt, are you also coming here for dinner?" Luo Wenying asked.

Song Jinzhuo's aunt said first, "I'm here to offer incense. You know that people of my generation believe in this. Seeing that the rain is heavy and the mountain road is dangerous, I just find a place to stay first. Wenying, your aunt is in the temple today After asking for a lottery, the abbot looked at it and said that the Song family had a happy event this year, but he was not talking about you, it seems that the marriage is only this year's event, right?"

Luo Wenying's mouth was stuck in her throat. Although she and Song Jinzhuo had established a relationship, they also told each other that they would give it a try, as long as they got along well, and if they couldn't get along, they could still be friends. A feeling of being forced to go to Liangshan?

Luo Wenying didn't like this.

She glanced at it, and it was long past the lunch break that Cun Kun gave to the staff.Luo Wenying asked Song Jinzhuo to borrow the phone, pushed away the chair and got up, "Sorry, I'm going to ask for leave."

Song Jinzhuo was all smiles, chatting with his family one after another.

Luo Wenying called Xiao Zhu and told her that she had something to do this afternoon and that she would not go back this afternoon. The Song family was here, and she could not let Song Jinzhuo take her back at this time no matter what.

"Eve, the boss asked me to call you after I contact you, and asked you to call him."

"Okay, I got it." Luo Wenying hung up and leaned against the corner of the wall, and didn't go in immediately. There was a lot of rain outside, and looking out through the window, the scenery halfway up the mountain was as if covered with a layer of veil. She memorized Mingzheng's number in her heart, and Luo Wenying flicked Song Jinzhuo's phone screen over and over again with her thumb.

"Wen Ying," Song Jinzhuo walked out of the box to look for her, "Why did you take so long on the phone?"

Luo Wenying smiled and handed the phone back to Song Jinzhuo.

The man held it in his hand and kept playing with it in his palm. "Don't you like the atmosphere inside?"

"No," Luo Wenying shook her head, "I just came out to make a phone call. My phone is out of battery, and I'm afraid the company won't be able to contact me."

Song Jinzhuo put his arms around her shoulders, "Go in, I don't think you ate much."

Luo Wenying breathed out, sucked in her chest but couldn't get it out, she followed Song Jinzhuo into the box.

The meal lasted for two hours, most of the time they were talking, they asked, Luo Wenying answered.