At the dinner table, Chen Mengyao was just busy. The store was too busy. She and Wen Yan had almost never had a good meal. She rarely had the ability to cook by themselves. She finally had a decent meal, but she was full without eating much. Wen Yan and Jing Shaoqing had just started.

Seeing her put down her chopsticks, Jing Shaoqing was a little surprised: "Not delicious? You don't have many seasonings in the kitchen, so I will make it. If it doesn't match your appetite, I will buy all the seasonings and make them again next time."

Wen Yan explained to Chen Mengyao: "She is not the girl with a good appetite in the past. This is her current appetite, so don't be surprised."

Jing Shaoqing didn't tease Chen Mengyao as inertially as before, and felt a little uncomfortable: "I think there are only four people in your store. Are you not tired? Why is this hard? Such a life really makes you yearn for so much? Even if you are a designer in the imperial capital, it is enough to support yourself. Why do you have to do this? Don't tell me what ideal is for. If you want desserts is an ideal, you didn't learn to draw and take the design path. If you are really tired, go back."

Wen Yan smiled: "Tirmness is tiring, but fulfilling and free. Every day, I am so tired that I just want to lie down and sleep. I don't have time to think about anything else. What should I do when I go back? I don't want to be a designer anymore, nor do I want to be Mrs. Mu. The reason why I didn't mention divorce was that I promised him not to mention it again. If he wants to remarry one day, I'd better ask me to divorce at any time. Jing Shaoqing, if you want to be someone's lobbyist, you don't have to."

Seeing that the conversation between the two gradually exceeded her thoughts, Chen Mengyao couldn't get in and could not understand the words inside. In order to avoid embarrassment, she silently picked up the dishes and chopsticks again.

Jing Shaoqing pursed her lips: "Yes, I admit that I am helping Tingchen persuade you, and this is also my idea. It's okay for you to stay here to open a store, at least two more people, right?"

Wen Yan didn't compete with him on this matter: "After opening, I will consider recruiting people, let's have a meal."

Chen Mengyao, who had never been able to get in touch, suddenly said: "Jing Shaoqing, how is the financial company in the office building opposite our store and you and Mu Tingchen? Why do you think of opening a company here? According to Mu Tingchen's attributes, shouldn't it be easier to develop in big cities?"

Jing Shaoqing looked at Wen Yan with a complicated expression, and said while eating: "Isn't it for you? Find a good Yuzi to look at you from time to time. Don't worry, Tingchen and I don't have so much spare time to stare at you every moment, you don't have to consider changing places."

His tone was mixed with some complaints about Wen Yan. He had never seen any woman who could forget about a man she had been with for more than ten years, and give up when she said she was free and easy, without being dragged on.

Mu Tingchen refused to tell the truth, and he had no choice, but now it made everyone very hard. The most important thing is that Chen Mengyao has lost weight and can no longer eat three big bowls of rice. Her cheeks are no longer round. Although it looks better if she loses weight, it is tired and the meaning is different.

After dinner, Jing Shaoqing left. He stayed in a nearby hotel and didn't say how long he would stay.

Chen Mengyao realized it later: "Xiaoyan, I think you and Jing Shaoqing seemed to have a bit of gunpowder just now. I can't understand what you said. What's going on?"

Wen Yan disagreed: "He thought I was too affectionate. He felt that I was too free and easy when I left Mu Tingchen. Maybe they felt that I couldn't live outside and would go back eventually. But I didn't expect that I persisted and didn't plan to look back. I wouldn't leave here and go to a new place. I decided that even if Mu Tingchen stood in front of me now, I would have to face it calmly. The real severance of relationship cannot be expressed by hiding."

Chen Mengyao was still a little confused, so she did not continue such a profound topic.

In the evening, the two went to the bar as planned. The consumption in small places was not as exaggerated as the imperial capital, and it would not cost much after a trip.

Because during the Chinese New Year, the bar is organizing an event, and when they enter, each person will give him a mask and two silver sticks. Everyone is very idle during the Chinese New Year, so there are a lot of people in the bar, and they almost have no seat when they arrive.

It took a long time since I felt such a warm atmosphere. Chen Mengyao went to the dance floor first. Dancing and drinking were her usual way of self-interest.

Wen Yan looked at the dense figures on the dance floor and felt numb. She sat quietly in her seat and watched Chen Mengyao play, but she didn't participate.

Suddenly, a tall and fashionable woman wearing a fox mask walked towards her: "Dance together!"

Wen Yan realized that this might be the person in charge of the atmosphere in the bar, so politely refused: "No, I just sit by myself!"

The woman didn't care whether she wanted it or not, and reached out and pulled her into the dance floor.
Chapter completed!