Chapter 147: You actually still have this ability?

Wen Ling felt a bit panicked inside, "What did you hear?"

"I heard you say yes." Zhou Yinhe bent over, his fingers scratching Wen Ling's chin, as if teasing a kitten.

After letting out a breath, Wen Ling rubbed against Zhou Yinhe's fingers, softly saying: "Lu Zhaoye, saying it's been a long time since we last met, treat us to a meal."

Zhou Yinhe asked lightly: "Is that so?"

Wen Ling nodded, apologizing to Lu Zhaoye in her heart; Zhou Yinhe narrowed his eyes, gave a humph laugh, then didn't buy her act, fooling a child—if he believed it, there'd be ghosts.

Lu Zhaoye not scolding him would already be good, yet he even invited him to eat?

He used his arm to forcefully pull Wen Ling up, holding her like a child to the table's edge, and shoved the chopsticks into her hand.

"Eat."

Wen Ling actually didn't have much appetite, but Zhou Yinhe feared she'd go hungry if she didn't eat with Zhao Xingtang at night, so he kept stuffing meat and vegetables into her mouth.

"I'm not eating." Wen Ling closed her mouth and shook her head to refuse.

Zhou Yinhe furrowed his brows, but in the end he didn't force her.

After wiping her mouth, Wen Ling went to change clothes and put on makeup; Zhou Yinhe stood beside her, "Shall I accompany you?"

"No."

Zhou Yinhe pressed his lips, feeling somewhat irritable.

After finishing makeup, Wen Ling smiled and left a lip print on Zhou Yinhe's cheek, then breezed past him without hesitation and left.

She drove the supercar Zhou Yinhe often used; the low rumble gradually faded before Zhou Yinhe went out. Outside the villa gate, a low-key SUV was waiting for him.

After getting into the back seat, the driver said softly: "Fifth Young Master, Miss Zhao's whereabouts during this period have been sent to you."

Zhou Yinhe gave a faint hum, then ordered: "Go to Shengli."

The driver silently started the car.

Shengli had no private rooms; when Wen Ling arrived, Zhao Xingtang had already been sitting by the window for a while, currently touching up her makeup with a small mirror.

Seeing Wen Ling come, she lightly laughed: "I went out to play with Qi Zhan during the day and came straight here, didn't go home to tidy up, don't mind."

"Nothing to mind about." Wen Ling sat opposite her; the waiter came over with the menu.

Zhao Xingtang raised her chin, signaling the waiter to hand the menu to Wen Ling; Wen Ling took it and casually ordered two desserts.

"Not ordering anything else?" Zhao Xingtang raised her eyebrows: "Their dishes are good."

Wen Ling tugged at the corner of her mouth: "I've already eaten."

"Fine, then I'll order what I like."

After Zhao Xingtang finished ordering, Wen Ling saw she still had that casual demeanor, brows tightly furrowed: "Speak, why."

Zhao Xingtang said: "Don't rush, we'll talk after eating; I'm really hungry now."

"Since you don't want to say, then goodbye." Wen Ling gave a light laugh, too lazy to haggle, stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing Wen Ling truly about to leave, Zhao Xingtang suddenly panicked, grabbed Wen Ling: "Just joking."

Wen Ling glanced back at her, eyes cold and calm, with no trace of curiosity; because of her attitude, Zhao Xingtang, who originally held the reins, now seemed to have lost some ground.

After Wen Ling sat down again, Zhao Xingtang smiled: "I originally wanted to pique your curiosity, but now it's like I'm begging you to tell me."

"Actually I've thought about it too; anyway it's none of my business, how Ruan MiaoMiao is doesn't matter to me." Wen Ling adjusted her sitting posture, lazily leaning on the sofa; Zhao Xingtang actually felt that Wen Ling at this moment gradually overlapped with Zhou Yinhe.

She sighed: "They say couples influence each other's behavior subtly when together; this seems like it, marital resemblance?"

Wen Ling lowered her eyes, not responding.

Zhao Xingtang helpless: "Alright, then I'll have a proper talk with you."

Zhao Xingtang didn't hide anything, starting from when Wen Ling was reborn.

Wen Ling stared blankly at Zhao Xingtang until she finished speaking.

"You mean, you all changed the plot following my actions?"

Zhao Xingtang spread her hands; as the waiter kept bringing dishes, she then said: "Not me, it's someone else; at most I'm just an assistant."

Wen Ling incredulously shook her head, taking deep breaths; she didn't linger, grabbed her phone and bag, stood up and hurried out, her steps somewhat flustered.

Zhao Xingtang watched her back until it disappeared from her sight before she withdrew her gaze, only to suddenly notice a figure had appeared beside her at some point.

She looked up, eyes wide in surprise, gazing at Zhou Yinhe before her, dressed loosely and casually yet every move attracting the attention of other female patrons at Shengli.

"Zhao Xingtang, I never knew you actually still had this ability."

Zhao Xingtang inexplicably swallowed, the hand hidden under the table trembled slightly; Zhou Yinhe's gaze was sharp as a cold blade; Zhao Xingtang thought, if it weren't for her being with Qi Zhan, Zhou Yinhe really wouldn't let her go.

She somewhat regretted, she shouldn't have told Wen Ling out of curiosity; she could have feigned ignorance, and without evidence Wen Ling couldn't do anything to her.

But she got carried away, thus overlooking Zhou Yinhe, this biggest hidden danger.

Zhou Yinhe bent over, hand propped on the table corner, softly said: "Does Qi Zhan know? Or are you just with him because you're afraid of being discovered?"

Zhao Xingtang opened her mouth, unable to explain, nor able to deny the facts Zhou Yinhe stated.

Obviously, Zhou Yinhe saw through her heart; he curled his lips into a smile, calmly said: "Not happening again; otherwise, even if Qi Zhan stood before me shielding you, it would be useless, understand?"

He didn't want to know Zhao Xingtang's reaction; he straightened up, lowered his gaze to look at her quietly, then turned and walked out of Shengli at a leisurely pace.

Not far in the parking lot, his black supercar still parked where it was; Zhou Yinhe's fingers twitched slightly, yet he restrained the impulse to go forward and look for Wen Ling.

He turned and got into the SUV parked by the roadside, ordering the driver to return to Chen Yue Fu.

Afraid Wen Ling would find out he'd followed her, he specifically had the company's driver use an unfamiliar car to pick him up.

Zhou Yinhe propped his forehead, expressionless.

Initially Wen Ling told him that breakups always have reasons, were forced; he didn't really believe it, so he said many decisive words and did many heartless things.

Later he gradually sensed something off; before he could figure it out, Wen Ling said she would no longer pester him, letting him completely let go of the past, just wanting to be together well with her.

During this period he also doubted many things; only today did he fully realize it was actually some broken plot setting.

Zhou Yinhe couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, raised his hand to rub his neck; the driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then quickly looked away to focus on driving.

After returning home, Zhou Yinhe called Wen Ling, asking when she would come back.

Wen Ling's tone was normal; she could still smile and joke with him, "What? You already miss me?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yinhe's distinct-knuckled hand rested on Hehe's forehead, his eyes holding a smile, though this smile was a bit odd.

"Alright, alright, then I'll head home right away."