I couldn't help laughing at myself: Maybe he often does this to other women!
"Why are you always so stubborn?! Let's go!" As soon as the words came out, he and I were both stunned...
Always?! Damn it, why did he use that word automatically!?
Meng Zihan rubbed the bridge of his nose irritably, as if he became abnormal as soon as he met her!
His words and actions are completely contrary to common sense!
I was also stunned, and my heart was suddenly shocked.
He actually said "always"!
If he didn't remember and understand me, how could he say this word?!
"Let's go." Finally, he broke the silence.
We stood silently in the elevator, keeping a safe distance from each other, relatively speechless...
He was increasingly unable to understand his feelings, which were intense, difficult to grasp, and indescribable.
He was always easily affected by her emotions. This was not like him at all!
He is indifferent, and some have even accused him of being ruthless.
He once thought that a woman was just a tool, and she only knew how to love vanity. He hated the group of warblers around him.
She only knows how to be jealous. Except for physiological needs, he almost doesn't want to look at her.
But she was different. He couldn't help but want to care about her and understand everything about her.
Facing her, he can't help but feel distressed, jealous, and worried...
"Where are we going?" I followed him and walked out of the company.
"We'll know when we get there, get in the car!" His dedicated driver had already parked the car in front of the company.
Meng Zihan took the key from the driver's hand, gave a few instructions, and got into the driver's seat.
"President, we have gone too far. Will we miss it later?" After all, it was the first day at work, so I was a little worried.
"I didn't expect that you are very responsible." He turned his face sideways and gave me a complicated look, with something unpredictable in his tone.
I didn't say anything and looked out the window.
The car was driving steadily on a very busy street, surrounded by many young men and women in very fashionable clothes. Suddenly, the car drove in a remote direction. In an instant, there was silence in front of me. On the long street, there were only
There are only a few people walking on the mountain road...
"Get off the car." The car stopped in front of a Western restaurant.
meiyan?! I spelled out the letters stiffly, and when I read them out, I was suddenly shocked.
Pay for beauty?!
"What's wrong with you?" I reversed the car and suddenly realized that my face looked very ugly.
"Nothing, just, the name of this Western restaurant..." I hesitated for a while and asked tentatively, staring at him closely.
"Name? This restaurant belongs to me. I came here with my friends three years ago and thought the name was good, so I bought it!" He said easily.
For some reason, when he saw it for the first time, he couldn't help but fall in love with the name Meiyan.
Even he himself couldn't explain why.
However, when he silently recited it, there was a certain resonance in his heart, and a strange emotion flowed.
"Go in!" He walked in, leaving me with a look of disbelief on my face.
We sat down in front of a window seat, and the waitress said that every time he came, he always liked to sit in that seat and silently look at an osmanthus tree outside the glass window.
"Why do you always like to stare at that tree?!" My voice trembled slightly.
Meng Zihan turned around, with a pair of deep eyes that caught people's hearts.
"I don't know, it's just a feeling, like a habit, it's natural!" He took the menu and handed it to me.
"Take your order." He was very gentlemanly.
I numbly opened the exquisite menu, thinking about what he just said in my mind.
"What? There is no suitable one?!" The waiter looked at me with a smile, holding a micro machine in his hand.
I was watching this on TV. This is the latest way to order food. You only need to gently press the code of the food you want, and everything will be quickly fed back to the master in the kitchen.
"I don't know what to eat either." I closed the exquisite menu honestly.
I have never liked Western food. The half-cooked fish with traces of blood always makes me feel disgusting and cruel.
"Then let's have a parietal steak, a rose steak, an osmanthus cake, and a red wine, 70 years old." He hesitated for a while and read a lot of things in one breath.
"Osmanthus cake?" I muttered and repeated.
"What? Don't you like it?" His tone was surprisingly calm, and his eyes were not pretentious at all.
I shook my head, and the hope that rose in my heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Don't speak?" He seemed to be in high spirits, his eyes were half-closed, and he looked at me boldly like he was evaluating prey.
I sat quietly, not daring to raise my head to meet those sinister eyes.
The silence is terrifying...
"Are you used to keeping silent, or do you not know what to say?!" He chuckled, as if he had discovered something very interesting.
The sunlight slanted through the white glass window and shone on his stern face. His eyes were very dark and deep, and that place contained too many emotions.
Perhaps, no one can guess.
"What do you usually like?" He seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.
I raised my bright eyes and glanced at him, my eyes habitually drifting to the osmanthus tree outside the window.
"Sleep and dream." I sighed, as if I had been doing this most of the time.
"Dream?!" His eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect me to say that.
"Is it weird? I have the same dream every night. As soon as I close my eyes, I see a familiar face. His voice is very soft, hoarse, and he is haggard. He always talks to me.
He talked about some little things that happened, talked about them, and told stories about their growth... How long has it been?! I haven’t counted, it’s probably more than a year. He has been chatting with me like this, and his face sometimes looks very pale.
, there is no blood on the thin and full breasts, his eyes are always so sad, he always, wait a little longer, when Yan grows up, he can leave with peace of mind..." My voice became smaller and smaller.
, in the end, I couldn’t help but choke up...
Meng Zihan leaned on the bamboo chair and listened quietly, feeling inexplicably touched in his heart, as if he had experienced it himself.
There was no emotion in his deep eyes, only the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
When he mentioned Yan, who clearly didn't know what to do, why did his heart suddenly feel a throbbing pain!
He seemed to be able to feel his sadness.
"President, the meal you requested is here." The waitress came over with a golden tray and interrupted me.
"Eat." He sat up and handed me a wet wipe carefully, his expression no longer cold.
A warm current suddenly flashed through my heart, I took the wet wipe and wiped my hands.
We didn't talk anymore, I don't know why...
The atmosphere was eerily quiet...
There was only the sound of the clinking of knives and forks.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang, and the ringtone was the same as mine...
"Sorry, pick up the phone." He nodded to me politely.
"Hey..." His voice returned to its usual cold tone.
"When?" He picked up the goblet and took a sip of red wine.
…
"Okay, bye!" He put the phone back into his pocket, and his voice remained very calm throughout the call.
"Are you free tonight?" He forked a piece of beef and put it in his mouth with a very normal tone.
I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him, very puzzled.
"It's like this, I have a patty tonight, would you like to be my female companion?" He was very direct and didn't want to say any more nonsense.
I was stunned. I never thought that such a thing would happen. I didn't know whether it was better to agree or not.
"I..." I paused.
"Okay, it's settled, I'll take you to choose clothes later." He didn't look at me anymore, his eyes drifted to the window.
The same authoritarianism, the same domineering attitude.
He really hasn't changed at all...
"But, I haven't sorted out those documents yet." I suddenly thought of Chen Yuyang.
Meng Zihan turned his face, his dark eyes were bottomless, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"You don't have to worry about these! If you've finished eating, let's go!" He glanced at me and walked straight towards the door without saying anything.
I was startled for a moment, and when I came to my senses, I followed him quietly...
"Where are we going now?" I closed the car door and couldn't help but ask.
He is so cold that he can go a whole day without saying a word, but I really can't stand it!
"I don't like to repeat myself. Go choose clothes." He kept looking straight ahead and his voice was cold.
I turned my head away, his attitude was really bad, and I didn't want to talk to him anymore.
How irritating! In ancient times, he was the emperor, but in modern times, he became the CEO!
By the way, things are changing, when will it be my turn!
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"We're here, get off the car!" This was his first sentence after half an hour.