饭,他还不信,他说你都五年多没过来了,来,你跟他说。”                                                                                她看都没看苏韵一眼，催促蒋慕承：“你快点啊,我都快饿死了。”                                                                                根本不给蒋慕承介绍她跟苏韵认识的机会,转身就走向饭店。蒋慕承看了眼手机,屏幕是黑的,划开翻看来电记录,哪里有林樾的号码。                                                                                蒋慕承知道夏乔故意的，阴沉的视线盯着夏乔的背影数秒，而后侧眸对苏韵说道：“你是散步回别墅，还是我让司机送你回去？”                                                                                苏韵习惯性的眨了眨眼，盯着他有片刻的失神，随即轻松如常，笑说：“我去跑步，晚上就不去别墅了，我回宿舍住。”                                                                                “苏韵！”蒋慕承岂能听不出她话里的情绪，他轻轻呼了口气，“刚刚不是还说信我的吗？现在又开始不高兴！”                                                                                苏韵反问他，以着他曾经一贯的口吻和语调：“你哪只眼看我不高兴了？”                                                                                蒋慕承知道她是吃醋了，也难得见她跟他无理取闹，他便妥协让步：“那你先在车里等我，我谈完事情跟你一块回去。”