"Stop, I didn't run away. I am an elegant and fashionable Holy Light girl. Don't talk about me like a rabbit." Wen Yino curled his lips at him and sat on the car door that Xiao Yiyuan opened.

Xiao Yiyuan curled his lips, walked to the other side to get in the car, closed the door, and drove to the restaurant he had agreed with them.

Along the way, Xiao Yiyuan was not idle either and kept asking her: "Does your shoulder still hurt?"

"What's going on with your whip?"

"Can you really shine the holy light?"

"Aren't you the Zhang sect of the Eastern Taoist Sect? You have also studied holy light and black magic?"

Wen Yinuo supported his chin with his hand, leaned against the car window, and said lightly: "The shoulders are already ready. As for the whip, does Mr. Xiao also care about these side-by-siders?"

Xiao Yiyuan was silent for a while, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "To be honest, in my eyes, these are still sideways."

Wen Yinuo: “…”

She knew he was very iron-headed.

She knew him for more than ten years, and she knew best what kind of person he was.

Xiao Yiyuan said again: "But as long as it is what you like, I will respect it. Although I still don't understand."

Through this Taoist competition, he also realized that Wen Yinuo was probably another world, another world that he could not understand and did not want to understand.

The ancients said that the son did not speak of strange powers and confused spirits, and he also respected ghosts and gods and kept them away.

He said sincerely: "I apologize for my previous narrowness, but I still hope that you can be safe and secure and not take too many dangers. You are just a person, not someone else's savior."

The performance of the Zhu couple really surprised Xiao Yiyuan.

Although Wen Yinuo did save Zhu Yingying in the end, in Xiao Yiyuan's heart, he was still a little uncomfortable with the family.

He had such a strong desire to protect Wen Yinuo and could not bear any harm to her, even if the harm came from her.

Maybe it was because of her frequent childhood when she was a child that gave Xiao Yiyuan a psychological shadow.

Protecting her has become his subconscious.

Wen Yinuo was surprised that Xiao Yiyuan would apologize.

She glanced at him and said sarcastically: "...Isn't you mocking my family business now?"

Xiao Yiyuan pursed his lips, his ear tips turned slightly red, but he still said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm too narrow-minded. Can you forgive me once?"

He softened his tone, and the magnetic baritone seemed particularly low, like a sledgehammer hitting Wen Yinuo's heart.

Wen Yinuo stared at him, hating him so much that he was tickling.

His slightly apologetic face, his wet black eyes, and his slightly red ear tips, like a little deer begging for forgiveness...the big deer.

Who can stand this?!

I feel so guilty that I am so pitiful!

His every move seemed to grow in her heart, blooming from the dust.

Wen Yinuo suddenly looked away, closed his eyes, gently stroked his heart that was beating very quickly, and snorted and said, "We have divorced, so it doesn't matter if we don't forgive me."

Xiao Yiyuan: “…”

Nothing like this can do?

He didn't continue talking, and just opened quietly until the restaurant he had made an appointment with He Zhichu.

This is a very elegant and classic restaurant on Manhattan's Upper East Side.

The pianist played Debussy's "Moonlight" live, with a sense of illusion and unreality from the hazy to the hazy.

It's like covering the lobby of this restaurant with a layer of water-like veil.

Wen Yinuo and Xiao Yiyuan were led by waiters to a corner deep in the lobby, hidden by a row of green plants.

The place here is actually very spacious. Next to it is the floor-to-ceiling window that is as bright as crystal. The moonlight outside the window is melting, and a few hydrangeas bloom in the flowerbed beside the window.

He Zhichu has arrived, and there are Situ Che, Shen Qixuan, and a very capable young woman with delicate eyebrows and beautiful but cold eyes.

The woman was wearing a cigarette pink silk top and thin gray wool trousers. She had a clear look and a dignified sitting posture, and she looked smart and capable.

Seeing Xiao Yiyuan and Wen Yinuo walking in together, He Zhichu nodded at them, "Just wait for you, sit down. - Qianxue, let the restaurant serve."

His last words were said to the woman.

Then he introduced to Wen Yinuo and Xiao Yiyuan: "This is lawyer Han Qianxue. She is one of the members of my team at the law firm here. She is proficient in intellectual property law and is particularly good at fighting transnational intellectual property lawsuits. She has never failed."

Xiao Yiyuan understood that this was the lawyer he introduced to him.

He Zhichu himself won't go to court, but he said that he would find the best team to help him fight this lawsuit.

Wen Yinuo glanced at Han Qianxue curiously.

This person has a straight face, the ratio of white eyes to dark eyes is just right, and he is a person with upright mind.

Although her appearance is so beautiful that it feels charming, it has a dignified and self-reliant taste.

She stood up slowly, and was 1.7 meters tall, comparable to Wen Yinuo.

"Okay, Mr. He, I'll talk to them. Miss Wen, Mr. Xiao, do you have any bans?" She asked carefully. Although she smiled professionally, it was not annoying. Instead, she felt that this was what a professional should look like.

Wen Yinuo thought the most special thing was that this woman did not look like a slut when she saw a handsome guy like Xiao Yiyuan.

She really didn't feel it, it didn't seem to be hiding it on purpose.

Wen Yinuo is very sensitive to this.

Xiao Yiyuan smiled and said, "I don't have anything to avoid, but Nuonuo likes the light and sweet taste."

"I understand, you two sit first, I'll go." Han Qianxue quickly walked out of this small world and went to find the waiter to arrange the dishes today.

As soon as Wen Yinuo came in, Chen Qixuan was observing her.

He took every move of her very carefully.
Chapter completed!