EBE Chapter 295 Meeting another man before marriage?
Chapter 295 Meeting another man before marriage?
With that thought in mind, Su Yingxue pushed open the car door and walked into the hot pot restaurant with firm steps.
Just as Su Yingxue reached the car, her cell phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and a slight smile appeared on her lips—it was A-Qian.
"Hey, A-Qian, what's up?" Su Yingxue answered the phone, her tone relaxed.
"Yingxue, you have to throw me the bouquet tomorrow!" Aqian's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with a hint of teasing and anticipation. "I'm just waiting for your wedding so I can get married soon!"
Su Yingxue smiled and said, "Are you in such a hurry to get married? What did the third brother say?"
A-Qian was silent for a moment, then said with a hint of helplessness, "I don't know what he's thinking. When I ask him about marriage, he always changes the subject. Sigh, I'm not talking to you anymore, he seems to be looking for me."
After saying that, A-Qian hurriedly hung up the phone.
Su Yingxue put away her phone, a pang of regret for her friend. A-Qian and Lao San had always had a good relationship, but Lao San didn't seem to be in a hurry to get married, which made A-Qian a little anxious. However, Su Yingxue believed that Lao San would eventually understand A-Qian's feelings.
Su Yingxue had just opened the car door and was about to get out when she suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the street not far away. She was slightly taken aback, but then recognized him—it was Zhao Dakuang.
Zhao Da Kuang was wearing a black trench coat, his hands in his pockets, staring straight at her with a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Su Yingxue frowned, somewhat surprised by his appearance. She strode towards the hot pot restaurant and said coldly, "Zhao Da Kuang, what are you doing here?"
Zhao Dakang smirked, a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Tan Zhengchu wants to kill me? Not so easy. I, Zhao Dakang, am not so easily dealt with."
Su Yingxue stopped and looked at him coldly: "Did you come here to provoke Tan Zhengchu?"
Zhao Da Kuang shook his head, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "I came to see you."
Su Yingxue was slightly taken aback, then sneered: "Zhao Da Kuang, don't get me wrong. I have someone I love, and I won't go with you. You'd better save your breath."
Zhao Dakang's face instantly turned pale, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes. He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse, "I know you have feelings for Tan Zhengchu, but I still wanted to see you. Can I attend tomorrow's wedding?"
Su Yingxue was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "You can come, but don't cause me any trouble."
A flicker of joy flashed in Zhao Dakang's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He said softly, "I won't. I just want to see you happy."
Su Yingxue continued walking forward, with Zhao Dakang beside her, a hint of jealousy in his eyes: "Su Yingxue, how many suitors do you have? Tan Zhengchu, me, and that Tan Zhengmo, they're all interested in you, aren't they?"
Su Yingxue stopped and looked at him coldly: "Zhao Da Kuang, don't meddle in other people's business. I'm warning you, if you dare to cause trouble at tomorrow's wedding, I'll make you regret it." She made a shooting gesture, her eyes filled with a coldness.
Zhao Dakang was taken aback by her imposing manner, but quickly regained his composure: "Don't worry, I just want to attend the wedding, I won't cause you any trouble."
Su Yingxue ignored Zhao Dakang and strode into the hot pot restaurant.
Tan Zhengmo was already seated by the window. When he saw her come in, he smiled slightly and waved to her.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Su Yingxue walked to Tan Zhengmo's side and was about to sit down when she suddenly heard a cold voice: "Su Yingxue, just how many suitors do you have?"
Su Yingxue turned around and saw Zhao Dakang standing behind her with a gloomy expression. She frowned: "Zhao Dakang, what are you doing here?"
Zhao Da Kuang walked straight to the table and sat down without any politeness: "Since you invited me to the wedding, of course I can come and have a meal too."
Su Yingxue glared at him, her tone unfriendly: "Tan Zhengmo invited me, not you. Get out of my way!"
Zhao Da Kuang completely ignored her warning and directly called over the waiter: "Waiter, bring more bowls and chopsticks!"
Tan Zhengmo's eyes flashed with displeasure upon seeing this, but he ultimately remained silent.
Su Yingxue turned pale with anger, but Zhao Dakang didn't care at all. He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of mutton, and put it into the pot.
"Zhao Da Kuang, you've gone too far!" Su Yingxue said angrily.
Zhao Dakang simply smiled, a hint of provocation in his eyes: "Su Yingxue, don't be so petty. I came all this way to see you, aren't you welcoming me?"
Su Yingxue gritted her teeth, but ultimately said nothing more. She knew that Zhao Dakang was always arrogant and domineering, and now that he was here, he wouldn't leave easily. She could only hope that he wouldn't cause any trouble in front of Tan Zhengmo.
The atmosphere in the hot pot restaurant instantly became awkward, and a shadow fell over Tan Zhengmo's face.
Zhao Da Kuang, however, seemed completely unconcerned, continuing to eat his hotpot as if this were his domain.
Su Yingxue glared at Zhao Dakang, her eyes filled with helplessness. She knew Zhao Dakang's temperament well; once he set his sights on someone, he would stick to them like glue, impossible to shake off. She gritted her teeth, about to speak again, when she heard Tan Zhengmo's calm voice: "My friend, you seem to be quite outgoing."
Tan Zhengmo's tone was calm, but his eyes held a hint of scrutiny. He had long since realized that Zhao Dakang harbored different feelings for Su Yingxue, and that this man possessed an extraordinary air about him, far from being an ordinary person.
Tan Zhengmo smiled slightly, picked up a piece of tender beef for Su Yingxue, and said in a relaxed tone, "Yingxue, don't take it to heart. Since he's here, let's eat together."
Su Yingxue was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, Zhao Dakang had already taken the initiative, picked up her juice and drank it all in one gulp, saying provocatively, "This juice is really good, Su Yingxue, is this the kind of stuff you usually drink?"
Su Yingxue turned pale with anger, glared at him fiercely, and warned in a low voice, "Zhao Da Kuang, watch your words!"
Zhao Dakang didn't care at all. Instead, he leaned closer to her and whispered, "Su Yingxue, I really want to kiss you."
Su Yingxue was instantly speechless by his words, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she kicked him in anger.
Zhao Da Kuang grunted, but only smiled, a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "I know you don't have me in your heart, so I won't force you."
Tan Zhengmo frowned slightly, put down his chopsticks, and asked bluntly, "Friend, what's your name?"
Zhao Da Kuang raised his head, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "My name is Zhao Da Kuang, you can call me that."