The Innocent Young Master Lu

Zong Jize was arranged to have dinner with Lu Dingning in a small castle in Smith's.

On the left side of the dining table is a floor-to-ceiling window.

On the far right side from the dining table is a fireplace.

The fireplace was burning and the whole room was warm.

At exactly seven o'clock, Lu Dingning appeared.

She was wearing a black double-breasted suit. From accessories to ties, they are all very elegant.

Such Lu Dingning, like an elegant little gentleman, walked towards Zong Jize gracefully.

In her hand, she was holding a red rose.

"Can I have grilled lamb chops tonight?" As he stepped forward, Lu Dingning handed the rose in his hand to Zong Jize.

Under the dancing candlelight, Lu Dingning's phoenix eyes overflowed with soft light.

For a moment, Zong Jize had the illusion that he had become the heroine of a romantic drama, while Lu Dingning was trying to conquer him with her gentleness and gentlemanly demeanor, and let him fall into the net she had woven.

"Yes. As long as I have dinner with you, I don't mind eating anything!" Lu Dingning communicated with him in pure F accent, and Zong Jize also answered in F language.

As for the roses that Lu Dingning sent to him, Zong Jize also directly reached out to take it, and even shook Lu Dingning's hand.

It's just that Lu Dingning, who was cynical just now, narrowed his eyes when Zong Jize held her hand.

In the end, Zong Jize, who was afraid of offending Lu Dingning and causing the meal to break up, could only let go first.

As soon as Zong Jize let go, Lu Dingning sat down opposite Zong Jize.

The servants in the Smith Manor also delivered the appetizers as quickly as possible.

As expected of the old Smith family, even the appetizers are not inferior to some of the top restaurants outside.

It's just that Zong Jize still found out that his Ning Ning didn't touch those appetizers at all.

Ever since he was seated, Lu Dingning has been drinking red wine.

After thinking about it, Zong Jize pushed his appetizer to Lu Dingning: "Eat this. I've already eaten the foie gras in it."

That's right, Lu Dingning doesn't like foie gras that much.

Or it should be said that growing up abroad, she seldom eats offal, and even has an inexplicable rejection of such high-end ingredients as foie gras.

Zong Jize discovered this during the few meals he had with Lu Dingning before.

But the chef of the Smith family didn't know whether she didn't realize that she didn't like foie gras, or it was intentional. Today's appetizers contain foie gras.

So much so that from the moment the appetizers were served, Lu Dingning didn't even look at the appetizers at all.

Lu Dingning looked at the appetizer that Zong Jize pushed to her, the expression on his pretty face did not change too much.

Finally, she took her eyes off the appetizer again and went back to drinking her wine.

For some reason, Zong Jize always felt that Lu Dingning's mood at the moment seemed to be much worse than in the morning.

After thinking about it, Zong Jize moved his chair and sat beside her, close to her right hand holding the red wine glass.

When Lu Dingning was about to deliver red wine to his lips again, Zong Jize raised his hand and pressed her wrist.

"Ning Ning, you still have wounds on your body, so you can't drink so much." Does this girl really not take her body seriously?

Zong Jize's tone of voice was deliberately lowered a little, with obvious pity.

But hearing his tone, Lu Dingning suddenly laughed.

With her already delicate facial features, her smile seemed a little more bewitched under the jumping firelight.

But the sudden smile on her face only made Zong Jize feel a little uneasy.

Because it was very similar to the helplessness that she held his hand to let him watch the snow together in that snowy day, saying that she could go all the way to Baitou without an umbrella in the snowy day.

"Master Zong, leave after eating." She did not forcefully raise her hand to continue drinking, but the indifference and alienation in her words made Zong Jize feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, Zong Jize also heard the word "leave" from her words, which meant not just leaving the dining table or the Smith Manor, but leaving country F, leaving her...

Staring at her enviable profile, Zong Jize was silent for a while.

And at this moment, the servants brought up the main course.

Moreover, under Lu Dingning's order, even desserts were served.

After that, the large group of servants withdrew to the outside of the hall to guard.

The main course is very delicate, the kind that makes people feel that their appetite is greatly increased at a glance.

It can be seen that the chefs of the Smith Manor are not inferior to the chefs of any high-end restaurant in F country.

Lu Dingning finally moved the food this time.

It's just that what she wanted was not the main course, but the crème brûlée for dessert.

When she ate the pudding, she ate the top layer of black pudding first, a little childishly. Furthermore, it is the yellow parts below.

It was only with her slightly childish appearance that people realized that she was also a girl who had just turned eighteen.

This also made Zong Jize temporarily forget all her bad temper, and then picked up the knife and fork, and ate the main course.

Although he didn't grow up in Country F, Zong Jize has a noble and elegant personality that ordinary people can't imitate.

Even with a knife and fork, his gestures still make people feel unattainable.

"I'm not leaving. Wherever you are, that's my home." Zong Jize said suddenly when the main dish was about to be finished.

And these words also made Lu Dingning, who had eaten the caramel pudding to the bottom, suddenly freeze his hand holding the spoon.

Zong Jize's hoarse but charming voice could be heard clearly next to her ears, and that charming voice also told her everything she yearned for.

But can she still be with Zong Jize?

If she could, she wouldn't have left country Z...

And at the moment when Lu Dingning froze, Zong Jize picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips gracefully: "When I came out, people had already checked out the hotel room. Tell the driver to leave."

That's what Ji Jinge did.

Then, he was allowed to temporarily live in Smith Manor.

Knowing this, Zong Jize was prepared when he came over tonight.

But after Zong Jize finished talking, he heard Lu Dingning say: "That's your business."

"..." Zong Jize's sharp black eyes froze for a moment.

Didn't that guy Ji Jinge say that he can stay in Smith Manor in this way?

Or, what else is that guy hiding?

This damn thing, let's see if Zong Jize doesn't beat him up next time!

Ji Jinge, who was having a drink with Will at a certain party, didn't know that he was already lying on the gun at this moment.

"Since Young Master Zong has finished eating, the candlelight dinner tonight should also be over."

After saying that, Lu Dingning got up and was about to walk outside the castle.

Zong Jize managed to be alone with her like this, how could he watch her leave?

"Ningning..."

He chased after her, and hugged Lu Dingning tightly from behind with both hands.