Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Chapter 190 The man beside her actually hugged her

"By the way, from what you said on WeChat last time, it seems like you also like listening to symphony orchestras?" Lan Ze glanced at Ling Yuan from the side while driving.

Compared to before, her complexion was much better. It was no longer cold and pale, but glowed with a slight pearly glow against the backdrop of the setting sun.

Finally, there were sparkling fragments of light flowing in the bottom of those calm eyes.

You know what, it really looks better and better the more I look at it.

"Yes, but there's not much chance to go."

Lan Ze tapped his fingers on the steering wheel twice and said slowly, "It just so happens that I have two tickets for the Philharmonic Orchestra. If you have time, let's go together."

Ling Zhen pinched the corner of his clothes, said nothing, and seemed to be hesitating about something.

Lan Ze narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "Is there something convenient, or does your partner not allow you to go out with the opposite sex?"

She subconsciously denied it, "No, I'm just afraid I don't have time."

If Tang Shuya knew that she went out with another man at night, he would definitely be angry again.

"Oh, that's a shame. This orchestra doesn't come often. Tickets are hard to come by even abroad, let alone in China. I had to ask someone to buy me a ticket at a high price."

Ling Zhen was a little tempted, but she still didn't dare to agree easily. "In that case, you can ask your girlfriend or other friends to go."

Lan Ze raised his lips and smiled, "My profession, but speaking of girlfriends, I hardly even have any friends. I would like to date other people, but they are either too busy or too uninterested."

He suddenly remembered something, looked at Ling Zhen a little embarrassedly, and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to ask you out because I couldn't find anyone..."

Who knew that the more he explained, the worse it would get. Ling Zhen looked at Dr. Lan, who usually looked serious and calm, and his ears turned red with anxiety. He couldn't help but smile.

Ling Zhen became more and more moved by what he said. To be honest, she really wanted to watch a symphony.

"Will you watch it until late?"

Lan Ze saw Ling Zhen breathe a sigh of relief and immediately perked up. "It starts at eight and usually ends at ten, right? Then we'll have a midnight snack together."

"What's wrong? Do you still have a curfew?"

After saying that, Lan Ze chuckled.

This half-joking remark did not make Ling Zhen laugh, but instead made her brows furrow.

Although this statement is ridiculous.

This is not a joke, but a fact.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold. Lan Ze felt like he had said something wrong. He paused and said, "Sorry, I was just joking. I promise to send you back before twelve o'clock. Is that okay with you?"

Ling Zhen felt that he was really trapped in a vortex where he couldn't control himself.

Why did she have to ask Tang Shuya for permission to go out at night and worry about whether he would be angry?

When he was in the mood, he wanted her every day, and when he was tired of her, he ignored her.

Missing for several days and nights.

Did he consider her feelings? Was he worried that she would be sad or angry?

I'm afraid there isn't even a minute left.

She was silent, then suddenly smiled, "Okay. See you then."

Lan Ze raised his eyebrows and smiled happily, "Okay, if you're not feeling well, I'll come pick you up then."

Lan Ze sent her to the gate of the community. When she got out of the car, Lan Ze shook his phone and reminded her: "We will contact each other by phone then."

Ling Zhen nodded and watched him drive away before walking towards the community.

On the appointed day, the Philharmonic Orchestra arrived at Guangcheng Station.

Ling Ru changed into a slightly formal outfit. He heard that one shouldn't dress too casually when listening to music of this level.

The mirror showed a pale face, sunken eye sockets, and a circle of dark circles under the eyes. It was really unfair to the audience.

She put on makeup and lipstick to make herself look more energetic.

Lan Ze did the same. He took off his white coat and put on an exquisite black suit, looking handsome and elegant.

When he saw Ling Zhen, Lan Ze's eyes lit up and he smiled, "You look so beautiful tonight."

Ling Zhen felt a little embarrassed by such straightforward praise, but smiled sweetly, "Thank you."

Lan Ze opened the car door for her, and after Ling Zhen sat down, he trotted to the driver's seat.

They arrived early and there weren't many people in the venue. After finding a seat, they waited quietly for the show to start.

Ling Zhen really did not come to the wrong place. Fortunately, he did not refuse Lan Ze's invitation, otherwise he would have missed this auditory feast in vain.

After leaving the theater, an evening breeze blew, giving Ling Zhen goose bumps all over his body and he couldn't help sneezing.

"Are you feeling cold?" Lan Ze looked at her, his expression becoming particularly gentle. "Come on, put it on. You can't catch a cold at this time."

After saying that, he took off his suit jacket and put it on Ling Ru.

The suit still carried the man's body temperature.

Ling Zhen's cheeks turned slightly red.

She raised her eyes inadvertently, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she saw a handsome man slowly walking down the stairs.

She was still in a daze, and the next moment, she saw the woman holding his arm from behind.

This woman is the one who was in Nanting last time.

The woman's face was full of sweet satisfaction.

Ling Zhen suddenly froze in place.

Just as Ling Zhen was staring at them blankly, Yu Jiaruo also saw her.

Perhaps Ling Yuan's gaze was too direct, Tang Shuya also noticed it and was about to look in Ling Yuan's direction.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Yu Jiaruo's lips. In a flash, she stood in front of Tang Shuya and kissed him on the lips while standing on tiptoe.

Ling Zhen's knuckles hanging at his side suddenly twitched, and he subconsciously took a step back with one foot, his heart skipping a beat.

Under the gentle breeze and bright moon, this scene is truly romantic and sweet.

But this is their sweetness.

Doesn't she think he is dirty?

That day he lowered his posture and asked for peace, asking for peace as if it were a gift, and it was she who pushed him away with her own hands.

Good, that's what she wanted.

But why does my mouth have a salty taste?

Ling Zhen raised her hand and wiped it away. Unknowingly, tears started to flow silently.

She felt embarrassed and immediately turned her head away, then slowly turned around, trying her best to hold back her tears, but her whole body still couldn't help shaking.

"Ling Zhen, are you okay? Why did your face suddenly turn pale?"

Lan Ze asked with a serious look on his face.

Ling Yuan's eyes were red. He slowly shook his head and said in a dry voice, "I'm fine. I'm probably just a little tired. Plus, I was a little uncomfortable because of the wind."

She didn't know what she was saying, and the scene just now kept replaying in her mind.

Her heart was suddenly filled with a strong bitterness, and she could hardly control herself.

I just want to escape from this immediately.

Maybe she really didn't look well, so Lan Ze had to give up the plan of taking her to eat some special midnight snacks.

"I'll take you back first."

Ling Zhen nodded silently.

Seeing that she looked so fragile, Lan Ze was afraid that she would fall, so he reached out and gently embraced her and took her to the parking lot.

Tang Shuya gently pushed Yu Jiaruo away and said calmly, "What are you doing in public?"

"I just think you're so handsome and abstinent tonight that I can't help but want to kiss you."

Yu Jiaruo blinked playfully, and a few blushes appeared on her face.

Tang Shuya straightened his clothes and glanced at the crowd, his eyes suddenly darkening.

Ling Zhen is here?

Even if he didn't see her face, he could recognize her accurately just by looking at her back.

Why is she here?

The man beside her actually hugged her!

Tang Shuya's expression remained calm, but his hands were clenched tightly under his sleeves.