Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Shen Nuo's eyes were gentle: "Thank you, teacher."

Mr. Zhao groaned: "I can't help it. Who gave me an apprentice who is worried?"

After a pause, he added: "Two."

And that unfilial son Zhao Yan.

Shen Nuo couldn't laugh or cry.

It was already afternoon when he came out of Zhao's house. Shen Nuo was walking on the street and unknowingly came near the Elysee Palace.

Looking sideways, he saw a familiar figure walking out and getting into a Maserati.

She paused for a moment, turned around and left without stopping.

With her ordinary life mixed with busy work, Shen Nuo rejected countless invitations from Shi Zifan. Finally, on a quiet night, Shi Zifan directly blocked people downstairs in her apartment.

He leaned against the car with his arms folded across his chest, his gentle and jade-like face was as calm as a tiger's face, which looked a bit scary.

Shen Nuo saw him as soon as he returned downstairs. He paused and looked over.

He raised his lips and smiled impeccably: "Nono, good evening."

Shen Nuo was a little helpless: "Zifan, why are you here?"

"Someone has been avoiding me and refusing to show up. I had no choice but to come find her myself."

"I've been busy recently..."

Under the man's oppressive gaze, she still swallowed her words to refuse and shut up.

Shi Zifan was finally satisfied: "You've been busy for so long, are you always free tonight?"

Shen Nuo muttered: "If I say I'm not free, will you let me go?"

Shi Zifan pretended not to hear and opened the car door for her like a gentleman.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

There was no way to hide. Shen Nuo also wanted to find a chance to make things clear to him, so he didn't refuse and got in the car directly.

There is a nice lemon scent in the car, which is fresh and light, making people feel clean and soft.

After Shen Nuo fastened her seat belt, Shi Zifan glanced at her, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Soon after, the car stopped in front of an elegantly decorated Michelin restaurant.

As soon as he got off the car, a parking boy came to greet him. Shi Zifan gave him the key and walked in with Shen Nuo.

As soon as you enter the door, you can hear the soft and melodious sound of the piano. The elegant player is sitting in the hall, his slender and beautiful fingers are dancing on the keys, and the sweet notes are flowing throughout the restaurant.

They went directly to the second floor and entered the box.

The Chinese food in this restaurant was particularly good, which made Shen Nuo, who had been too busy to cook and had been eating Western food, a full meal.

Shi Zifan watched him eat, with a doting smile on his lips.

Shen Nuo was always very calm. He filled his stomach first, and then started to ask: "Zifan, what do you want to see me for?"

"Nono, are we friends?" Shi Zifan asked without answering.

Shen Nuo nodded.

"There doesn't seem to be any reason for friends to gather for dinner?"

Shen Nuo was speechless. What he originally wanted to explain clearly to him suddenly became a little hard to say due to his frank attitude.

He didn't say anything, and he seemed a bit pretentious.

She frowned in confusion, with a look of distress on her face.

Shi Zifan smiled faintly, and his handsome face was very soft under the light, making people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.

After a long time, Shen Nuo smiled: "Of course there is no need for a reason for friends to have dinner together. Zifan, we will be friends forever, right?"

The smile on Shi Zifan's face froze suspiciously. He looked at the woman's beautiful smile and his eyes darkened.

After a moment, he also smiled: "You are right."

No one rules that couples can't also be friends.

The conversation between the two was silent, just to see who was better.