It's getting late, I'll go first. 。Wait a moment. 。"Zhang Yi raised his high-footed glass, his eyes falling on the untouched wine inside, and smiled faintly, "Since you're not willing, I won't force it. After all, we haven't seen each other in ages. It's good to catch up as old friends. We can drink this and then leave." 。Wu Qingge looked at the blood-red eyes, and suddenly remembered what she had seen in the bathroom earlier. 。"Don't have that glass of red wine later, after you left, that man slipped something into it." 。That life path is... Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!。Wu Qingge's face grew cold, she ignored him, and got up by herself. 。“Wu Qingge!”Zhang Yi was repeatedly rejected, and in a fit of anger, he slammed his cup on the table. “After being played by someone, what are you putting on an act for Do you think you're still the same as before!”His voice was very loud, causing the other diners in the French restaurant to look over 。Wu Qingge smirked, picked up the glass of wine, and directly splashed it onto his face!She picked up her bag and walked away. 。But unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out the door, I suddenly came face to face with two pairs of eyes—black eyes that had only appeared in my dreams for the past five years. 。After the divorce, even when I was insomnia by chance, I once imagined what it would be like to meet Mu Yichen again. 。,Because it was an arranged blind date set up by my family that brought me here, what about him,That's when I started to look at this person closely. He was pure and charming, just a bit young, maybe around 20 years old.。