Once Upon A One Night Stand

Chapter 463

Shu Tian was a little embarrassed by her unintentional words, but she was not angry and explained

faintly, "No, it's my friend."

"Ah, well..." Wu Yao touched her hair awkwardly, "Because I haven't seen sister shu's husband. I'm

sorry..."

"It's okay." Shu Tian smiled comfortingly. "Pack up and get ready to get off work."

"Hey, okay!"

After closing the shop, Shu Tian was tired. Nanny Li had already prepared dinner at home. Zhang yiqin

drove the mother and son back to Imperial Villa. Before they got off the car, Shu Tian invited him to sit

at home.

Zhang Yiqin walked past her

She glanced at the door of the villa and shook her head. "No, I have something else to do later."

"Go in and have some food before you leave. You haven't eaten yet." Shu Tian insisted on letting him

go home, feeling sorry. He knew that it was impossible to let him go without eating.

Zhang Yiqin had no choice but to park the car in the courtyard and get out of the car to follow her into

the house.

Nanny Li had heard about Zhang Yiqin from Shu Tian before. Knowing that he was very helpful to Shu

Tian, he greeted him warmly and served the food.

"Miss Shu, you didn't say there were still people at home. I still made four dishes and a soup. I don't

know if it's enough..." Nanny Li was a little worried that he might not do it right.

Shu Tian handed him the chopsticks. "It's okay, Nanny Li. We're all on our own. You're welcome."

"That's good, that's good!"

Stir-fried lotus root slices, sweet and sour ribs, steamed dongxing spot, truffle chicken soup, and shu

xiao's favorite shrimp with cashew nuts were placed on the table very warmly. The lights of the

restaurant shone on the dishes, arousing people's appetite.

Shu Tian rolled up his sleeves and took the white porcelain bowl in front of Zhang Yiqin. He served him

a bowl of hot chicken soup. "This is Nanny Li's best soup. Try it."

Zhang yiqin didn't like this kind of greasy soup. She took a look at the yellow oily soup floating in the

bowl and took a sip. The taste was strong and not greasy. The taste was unexpectedly good. He

couldn't help but take another sip. "It's delicious."

Nanny Li was also happy to hear that. "Drink more if it tastes good. That's enough. There's still half a

pot left!"

Zhang Yiqin was satisfied with the simple four dishes and a soup, not only because he had tasted the

home-cooked food he had always wanted to eat, but also because shu tian and Shu Xiao were sitting

next to him, giving him the illusion of returning to london.

For the past five years, although they did not see each other every day, they were only with each other.

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But now... Zhang yiqin looked down at the dishes in the bowl. To him, everything was a mess.

After a meal, Zhang Yiqin talked with Shu Xiao for a while and then offered to leave. Shu Tian saw that

he insisted and did not stay much. He sent the man to the yard car and carefully instructed, "Drive

slowly. This is not london. Speeding is very strict."

"Yes." He answered casually. In fact, he was not afraid of being investigated by the traffic police. He

raised his eyebrows and looked at the villa. "Go in and rest early."

With that, without waiting for Shu Tian to respond, he stepped into the car. Black aston Martin started

and quickly drove out of the yard to blend in with the night. Shu Tian watched the headlights disappear

before turning around and entering the house.

...

Zhang Yiqin drove aimlessly around the street, his mind full of the scene of eating just now, and Wu

Yao's unintentional words, "Sister shu, is this your husband?"

She had already told herself to let go, but she was easily disturbed.

He hated himself, and an inexplicable anger ran through his body.

The car sped up and spun around for nearly half an hour. His mouth was dry and his temper was bad.

He pulled over and got out of the car to walk to the convenience store on the side of the road.

He bought a bottle of ice water and came out. He unscrewed the cap and poured it into his throat. Not

only did the cold liquid not relieve his restlessness, but it was counterproductive.

Zhang yiqin narrowed her eyes and looked at a bar across the street.

After less than five seconds of hesitation, he threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can beside

him and strode over.

The bar manager at the door saw him from afar. The man's clothes were worth a lot, especially the

watch on his wrist. It was more expensive than his house. Big client.

The manager immediately greeted him. "Hello, sir. Do you have an appointment?"

"No." Zhang Yiqin did not raise his eyebrows and looked at her with an unreachable air of superiority.

"Give me the best seat."

"No problem. Follow me."

The deafening music and the noisy laughter on the dance floor came. The manager gave him the best

seat in the vip stand on the second floor. The cost of ten thousand seats was fifty thousand yuan.

Without blinking, he ordered the best wine and swiped the card directly.

Zhang Yiqin's arrival made all the women in the vip seats on the second floor couldn't help but look

sideways. He was a very strange face, not the way he often came to the bar, but the momentum on his

body was particularly attractive.

Hard, but cold, people did not dare to speak up easily.

However, this man did not care about all these glances. He just drank one glass after another, raising

his head, drinking, and mechanically repeating, like a monster without emotion.

However, at this moment, a figure on the first floor caught his short attention.

From his point of view, the woman was wearing a black lace dress, with a furry black rabbit ear on her

head. Her slender and beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in black stockings, and a great view

appeared on her chest.

She was holding a dark basket with a small square box in it. She could not see what it was from too far

away. All she could see was that the men around her were smiling at her maliciously and flirting with

her, and she had no way out except to dodge.

This woman looked familiar.

A small episode at the airport that day flashed through Zhang Yiqin's mind and she remembered what

she looked like.

It was her.

The woman who flew over and bumped into his shoulder.

Why was she here?

While thinking, the man in the booth downstairs had already reached his hand into the shorts under her

skirt. The woman grabbed his wrist, but it was a pity that she was soon released.

Zhang Yiqin looked down slightly, picked up the lid of the bottle on the table, and threw it on top of her

head.

There was a dull thud and he was hit at such a distance. Tang wan's eyes were red with pain and she

looked around at a loss.

There were too many people in the bar, and the view on the first floor was not as wide as that on the

second floor. Besides, there were no fewer men looking at her. Tang Wan lowered his head and

clutched the basket in his arms with both hands. Maybe someone was teasing him again...

"Sister, does it hurt? I'll blow it for you."

"Yes, let him blow it for you. He'll take your basket."

A man's evil voice sounded behind her. Just as Tang Wan was about to burst into tears, her arm was

suddenly grabbed. She was so scared that she wanted to hide. She looked up and found that it was the

manager. "Manager?"