苏韵想自己端着水杯，当众秀恩爱，她不习惯，何况还是当着前男友的面。                                                                                但蒋慕承的手始终不肯松动，苏韵也不能驳了他面子，于是张口喝他喂的水。                                                                                蒋慕承抬眸时，正好与傅明琰冰冷的视线撞上。                                                                                前尘往事，谁都心知肚明。                                                                                一刹那，剑拔弩张，空气里充斥着浓浓的火药味。                                                                                两个男人就这么肆无忌惮又无声对峙着。                                                                                最终，傅明琰别开视线，看向窗外的夜色。                                                                                黑夜跟他现在的心情差不多，悲凉的深不见底。                                                                                蒋慕承则若无其事的替苏韵擦擦嘴角的水渍，自己又把剩下的半杯水一饮而尽。                                                                                林樾一边和池向东聊着，一边不着痕迹的看着蒋慕承和傅明琰之间无声的对决。                                                                                他一直在思忖，这两人若有天狭路相逢正面交锋，结果会怎样？                                                                                一定很惨烈。                                                                                这时传菜生已经上菜。                                                                                林樾摸摸鼻子，感觉今晚的鸿门宴才真正开始。