But thinking back to the past, he remembered that Yun Sheng could indeed cook, but every time it was served to him, Fu Qingchen would be very disgusted, or he would throw it into the trash can in front of Yun Sheng, or else he would throw it into the trash can in front of Yun Sheng.

After she left, I fed the dog what she had made.

Fu Qingchen snorted softly in his heart, feeling inexplicably refreshed.

She is indeed a duplicitous woman. Last night she refused his offer of ten yuan for a meal, but she ended up chasing him again early this morning?

Such a small amount of money is rare, but he underestimated Yun Sheng's greed for money!

Fu Qingchen straightened his tie and left the Fu family manor.

At this time, Yun Sheng, who was immersed in the fun of making cakes, knew nothing about Fu Qingchen's movements.

When the last touch of white cream is squeezed out of the bag, it's done.

It turns out that I don’t have to think about making things for Fu Qingchen, and I don’t have to worry about whether Fu Qingchen will like what she makes. When I look at the delicious food made by myself, I feel such a sense of accomplishment.

.

Yun Sheng likes this feeling.

Yun Sheng completed the process of boxing and tying ribbons very quickly.

By the time she took a taxi and arrived at Yunlin Restaurant, it was already 11:30 noon.

It happened to coincide with the time agreed with Meng Qing, but when Yun Sheng was ushered in by the waiter, he had already seen Meng Qing sitting near the window.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace, and finally reached the opposite side of Meng Qing's table.

"I'm really sorry. I caught up with the afternoon rush hour and there was some traffic on the road when I arrived. I'm really sorry for being late."

Because he was too anxious, Yun Sheng was a little breathless when he spoke.

Meng Qing glanced at the watch on her wrist with a smile on her face.

"You're not late. You came just in time. In fact, I just sat down, maybe just a minute earlier than you."

Meng Qing asked Yun Sheng to sit down. Don't be too polite.

I don't know why, but when Yun Sheng looked at Meng Qing, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

It makes her very relaxed, unlike meeting a stranger who makes her very nervous.

"Is there something on my face, Miss Yun?"

Meng Qing supported her chin with both hands, tilted her head slightly, and smiled.

Located near the window, the light is just right.

The golden light shines in, and it is not dazzling. Instead, it gives a very warm and welcoming feeling.

Meng Qing faced the backlight, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of dull light.

For a moment or two, Yun Sheng was distracted.

"No, I'm just curious. It's obviously the second time that Meng Shao and I are meeting, but I'm actually very relaxed, as if we've seen each other many times before."

Yun Sheng was thinking that maybe Meng Qing seemed a little too approachable.

"Maybe I've actually seen it before."

"ah?"

Yun Sheng was stunned. Looking at Yun Sheng's appearance, he really looked like a confused rabbit. Meng Qing couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm just joking. You don't have to take everything seriously. Miss Yun is really innocent and cute."

"Are you sure you're not calling me stupid?"

Yun Sheng pouted, and Meng Qing smiled and shook her head. The word "unjust" was almost written directly on her face.

"I didn't mean that. It can be seen that Miss Yun is really relaxed and can even reply to my jokes."

"I……"

Yun Sheng was speechless for a moment and wished he could find a place to get in on the spot.

She came here specifically to thank someone, so why did she show off her quick words again!

Thinking of this, Yun Sheng really wanted to pat his forehead and see what was in his mind.

Could it be that because she got up too early this morning, her mind was a little unclear?

"Oh, by the way, cake! You have to eat cake for your birthday, right? I made this by myself. I hope you like it. I wish you a happy birthday."

Yun Sheng suddenly remembered that he was still carrying something in his hand, and quickly used this as an entry point to change the topic!

Meng Qing's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words "Made with his own hands".

I carefully opened the cake box, and the picture on the cake turned out to be a starry sky painting.

It just so happens that it is very similar to his WeChat avatar.

It’s already very difficult to imitate on paper, let alone paint the pattern on the cake with butter. I don’t know how much thought went into it.

For a moment, Meng Qing was speechless.

Just looking at this small four-inch cake, I was stunned.

The atmosphere became somewhat silent for a time.

Yun Sheng blinked, "Well, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, I just..."

"I like it very much."

Four words, very soft, but the tone was very firm, without a trace of hesitation.

"Thank you, Miss Yun. This is the first time I have received a gift made by someone else. It is very beautiful and thoughtful. I like it very much."

Afraid that Yun Sheng wouldn't believe it, Meng Qing repeated it again.

The smile on Yun Sheng's face couldn't help but get bigger. This was recognition of her, and of course she felt very happy.

"It's fine if you like it. Just call me Yun Sheng. There's no need to be so polite to me."

"Okay, Yun Sheng, that's a nice name. Just call me Meng Qing."

In fact, people who are familiar with Meng Qing will call him A Qing directly.

But he knew that this name was too intimate and Yun Sheng would definitely not be able to pronounce it, so he didn't mention it.

Meng Qing clapped her hands, and the melodious violin music slowly played.

On the stage, a tall woman wearing a long dress, holding a violin in her hand, was immersed in the beautiful music.

Just when Yun Sheng couldn't help but admire it, the small dining cart was pushed next to her at some point.

There were about five or six plates of dishes, but Yun Sheng didn't have time to look at them.

Just looking at the woman who was playing on the stage, a murmur came from her lips.

"Rhapsody of Medusa——"

"How do you know? This piece of music is very popular. It's really rare to hear it here."

There was a hint of excitement in Meng Qing's words, a feeling of meeting a close friend.

Yun Sheng finally came back to his senses and couldn't help being slightly stunned.

She... doesn't know either!

"Ah, is it really that name?"

Meng Qing nodded, "Of course, this is a piece of music composed by the international piano master Laura eighteen years ago. It is said that it was inspired by Greek mythology, but the people who came into contact with this piece of music are really Some parts are missing, and the music score is very complicated, and few people can play it perfectly."

Hearing this, Yun Sheng was somewhat surprised.

She just felt that the tune was a bit familiar, so she just said it casually, and the name came out of her mouth!
Chapter completed!