Meng Jianwan gave Liang Rushui a few words and then quickly escaped.

Faced with Song Yu's desperate pestering, she could still deal with it calmly, but she was really afraid of the elders' inquiries, especially Liang Rushui was always polite and gentle, so she was even more uncomfortable.

Meng Jianwan breathed a sigh of relief and took a glass of champagne from the snow-white long dining table. He drank the whole glass like a wine.

"I heard you went back to your hometown some time ago?" Xu Zhanqing-run voice sounded behind him.

Meng Jianwan paused for a moment, put down his wine glass, turned around and looked at him.

Xu Zhan is wearing a casual suit today, with no buttons on it, and a simple T-shirt inside. He put one hand in his pocket, holding a glass of champagne in his hand, and never drank it. His handsome face was a little smile.

There is no need to hide such things as going back to my hometown. Meng Jian nodded late and said, "Ah": "I went back and stayed for a while and stayed with the old man."

Xu Zhan lowered his eyes, looked at the top of her hair, and after a few seconds he looked away, raised his champagne and took a sip, and asked inadvertently: "Song Yu has gone back with you too?"

"How do you know?" Meng Jianwan was surprised. She had never mentioned this to anyone. Yu Guang fell on the tall figure not far away. She suddenly realized, "What did Song Yu tell you?"

Xu Zhan's eyes flashed slightly, he sipped champagne again, and slowly said, "That's right." To be precise, it was what Song Yu said on WeChat, except him, other friends knew about it.

Meng Jianwan put his left hand on his right arm and snorted: "Don't mention it, he learned from somewhere that I went back to my hometown and chased me back. During the time I lived in my hometown, I almost got annoyed by him. Alas, I thought it was strange a long time ago, why are you good friends with him? You two are completely different types."

"We are about the same age, we all grew up together." Xu Zhan shook his goblet, his white porcelain face shining softly under the light. He chuckled and shook his head, as if he was helpless to Meng Jianwan's description, "Why are he and I not the same type?"

Meng Jianwan was a little tired while standing in high heels, so he simply leaned against the long dining table behind him: "You are gentle and elegant, elegant, he..." Meng Jianwan paused, thinking about a more accurate adjective, "Shameless, broken leg."

"Who are you scolding shameless?"

Song Yu came over at some point and happened to hear Meng Jianwan's words. Although she didn't mention her name, he could guess that the person she was talking about was himself.

Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows, looked at the source of the sound, glanced lightly and withdrew his gaze, and said in a bad tone: "Oh, I just said casually, and someone can't wait to get the seat. Do you know you're shameless?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and was really shameless: "Meng Jianwan, do you have some conscience? The place where you pinched me still hurts, and you still scold me."

Meng Jianwan grinned: "I don't even have a heart. Where did I get my conscience? Can you stop being funny?"

Song Yu touched his chest and said seriously: "Is it because your heart is with me?"

Meng Jianwan's eyelids twitched and he turned his face away: "I was disgusted, thank you."

The two of them were back and forth, seemingly confronting each other, but their familiarity between words made others unable to interfere. Xu Zhan was watching them from the side - Meng Jianwan was swearing, and Song Yu was quibbling.

As he looked, Xu Zhan suddenly turned his eyes away. After drinking the champagne in the glass, the slightly sweet taste was not tasted, and it would not make people feel drunk, but he was a little dizzy.

Meng Jianwan didn't want to quarrel with Song Yu in public, so he glared at him and left angrily with his skirt.

She was not used to wearing high heels, and she stepped on the hem of her skirt before she could walk two steps and staggered.

Song Yu and Xu Zhan both reached out to help her, because Xu Zhan didn't look at her just now, so he moved a step slower. Song Yu held Meng Jianwan's wrist and helped her firmly. After she stood up, he said, "Slow down."

Xu Zhan looked at his arm hanging in the air, stunned for a second, and withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Meng Jianwan was still in shock, exhaled, raised his arm, pulled his hand away from Song Yu's hand, and left without even saying thank you.

Song Yu had long been accustomed to her attitude, and he twisted his fingertips and smiled indifferently.

Xu Zhan then turned his gaze back, looked at Song Yu, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You're satisfied with the popularity?"

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu saw Meng Jianwan and Xu Zhan talking and laughing, and wanted to hear what topics they were talking about. Unexpectedly, after he came over, he got angry with Meng Jianwan and ran away in a few words. He was also a little confused.

"I'm not very satisfied." Song Yuli lied to his cuffs, and inadvertently lowered his eyes. He saw the watch on Xu Zhan's wrist, which was given by Meng Jianwan on his birthday.

The watch is not a particularly expensive brand, but it is because it has a simple and elegant appearance and is very stylish. Then, Song Yulian reminded him of the moment just now, and Xu Zhan's subconscious reaction.

"Old Xu, you..." Song Yu said halfway through his speech, his lip line pursed, and some words were turned around in his throat and swallowed again, without asking.

"What?" Xu Zhan waited for his next sentence, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't say anything.

Song Yu waved his hands: "Nothing."

Meng Jianwan walked to the dining table on the other side, picked a cake in the shape of a shell and picked it up.

In fact, at this kind of banquet, no matter how exquisite and delicious the pastry is, not many ladies will eat it. First, they are afraid of high calories, and second, they will affect their image. Men will not eat it even more.

Meng Jianwan never had such concerns. He solved a small cake in one bite. After tasting it, he felt it tasted pretty good. When he was about to get the second one, Meng Weixia came over.

"What do you want to say to me?" Meng Jianwan glanced at her and tried to take action before she spoke. "I advise you to put aside your divergent thinking and not to talk nonsense. You know, I have a bad temper and have angered me. Don't blame me for embarrassing you in front of so many people."

After saying that, Meng Jianwan stuffed the whole piece of cake into his mouth and licked the butter on the corner of his lower lip - she was really hungry.

Meng Weixia's hands hanging down beside her tightly held tightly. If it weren't for the makeup on her face covering her original face, she would probably not look very good.

"I have nothing to say? Then I'll leave." Meng Jianwan didn't forget to take away a piece of cake before leaving.

"Wait!" Meng Weixia called her and paused for a long time before she could utter a few words, "Song Yu... likes you?"

"You ask him this question, what are you asking me for?" Meng Jianwan squinted his eyes and felt puzzled.

Meng Weixia pinched the hem of the skirt and looked at the bright face in front of her and the unrestrained expression on her face, and felt as uncomfortable as if she was upside down.

Meng Jian came to Meng's family about twelve years old. At a young age, she didn't have the consciousness to live under someone else's roof. She slept in the best room, used the best things, and enjoyed the same treatment as her and her brother, but she didn't know how to be grateful and always caused trouble.

But it was someone like her who left her father's favor. No matter how much trouble she caused, Meng Weihuai would help her with the aftermath for Mei Sixiu's sake.

In the second year of junior high school, Meng Jianwan injured a boy. The boy was admitted to the hospital due to a fracture. The boy's parents came to the house to cause trouble and asked their family to give an explanation. Meng Weihuai never blamed Meng Jianwan for such a bad thing. He stopped doing his job and helped her handle it so that she could go to school with peace of mind.

Meng Weixia asked her father why, and he said that Meng Jianwan lost his father and was more sensitive. He, a stepfather, should give her a sense of security and not let her be bullied outside.

Meng Weixia thought it was extremely ridiculous and ridiculous at that time. How could Meng Jianwan be bullied by that thorn? It would be nice if she didn't bully others.

Meng Weixia didn't know how to hide her emotions when she was a child, and her annoyance and dislike for Meng Jianwan were on the surface. The more she did this, the more Meng Weihuai felt that she owed Meng Jianwan and tried every means to compensate her.

Later, Meng Weixia grew up and gradually learned to hide her mind. On the surface, she had nothing to do with Meng Jianwan, but in fact she never stopped disgusting her.

Now, even the person she likes has been snatched away by Meng Jianwan, why should she?

"Meng Jianwan, why are you?" Meng Weixia became emotional and couldn't help but say what she was in her heart and looked at her steadily.

Meng Jianwan realized that something was wrong with her and didn't know what stimulation she was getting again.

In fact, she really doesn't want to get entangled with Meng Weixia, especially on emotional issues. She feels that quarreling about a man is too naive and does not conform to her social sister's style of acting.

But Meng Weixia was also scheming and couldn't figure it out himself, so she insisted on going around the dead end and pulling others into it.

Meng Jianwan was silent for a moment, shrugged with great grip, concise and concise: "I have no advantages. Song Yu likes me, maybe because..." She was a little embarrassed about the following words. She paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Because I am better-looking, I can't do it, I'm born."

Meng Weixia: “…”

What Meng Jianwan means is that she is not as beautiful as her?

Meng Jianwan seemed to see through her thoughts, licked her lips, nodded generously and admitted: "You are not wrong, I mean that."

Meng Weixia was furious and changed the subject and said, "You don't like him, why don't you refuse?"

"Damn! Do you think I didn't refuse? But Song Yu loved me so much that he refused to give up no matter what I said." Meng Jianwan said, "If you can let him go, I will thank you very much!"

This is really shameless. Maybe she was infected after being with Song Yu for a long time. This is not a good scene and needs to be changed.

Meng Weixia refused to give in and was about to say something, but her hand was pulled by Meng Qiaosen. He whispered: "What are you doing? Are you arguing? Don't let the guests laugh at me."

Meng Weixia had just been visiting the argument with Meng Jianwan, but forgot to pay attention to the surroundings. She was reminded at this moment. Sure enough, she saw several guests looking over and exploring them with their eyes.

She pursed her lower lip and adjusted her facial expression.

Meng Qiaosen pulled her and said as she walked, "What did you say to Meng Jianwan? Or was it because of Song Yu's incident? Didn't you see Song Yu's attitude towards her? What's the use of you looking for her in this kind of thing? She can't control a man's liking. Xia Xia, you'd better give up as soon as possible and don't hurt yourself."

It is not a secret that Meng Weixia likes Song Yu, she admitted it herself, so she and Meng Jianwan had an argument, and it was nineteen. It was because of this.

When Meng Weixia heard this, she couldn't believe it: "Are you talking for Meng Jianwan?"

"I'm not talking to anyone, I'm just analyzing the facts objectively." Meng Qiaosen felt that she was a little unreasonable, frowned, and said, "You should have heard of the rumors in the circle. It was Meng Jianwan who Song Yu took the initiative to chase after him, and she didn't agree to him at all."

At first, he heard Meng Weixia say that it was because she liked Song Yu, and Meng Jianwan deliberately approached Song Yu, and he almost believed her words.

Later I learned that it was not what Meng Weixia said at all.

Fortunately, he didn't go to question Meng Jianwan because of impulse, otherwise he would have angered her. Maybe she would have sent out the photo of him being beaten by a gangster last time...

Meng Weixia shook his hand away angrily, not wanting to argue with him. I don’t know when he started, but he was even late towards Meng Jian.

It's really ridiculous!

Didn’t he hate Meng Jianwan the most before?

Meng Weixia was taken away by Meng Qiaosen, and Meng Jianwan's ears were finally more purified. Seeing that she had nothing to do, she sneaked out of the banquet hall while everyone was not paying attention.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and she was wearing a dress and shivered immediately. The next second, a suit jacket fell on her shoulders, wrapped around her with the warmth.

Meng Jianwan was stunned.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered that on the train, Song Yu also wrapped a suit jacket with body temperature on her cold legs. He was afraid that she would move around, so he tied his sleeves together.

"Song Yu, you are so good..." Meng Jianwan turned around and realized that the person behind him was Xu Zhan, not Song Yu. He didn't say the rest. He smiled awkwardly while brushing the hair in his ear, "It's you."

Xu Zhan said "um" softly, thinking of the name she blurted out just now, he felt a little bored.

It was already late at night, and the banquet hall was still brightly lit, and it seemed like two worlds outside.

"Do you have time?" Xu Zhan curled up his fingertips, as if he was making some important decisions. Then, he slowly closed his five fingers and clenched them into fists, "I want to talk to you."

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