THE SONG FAMILY WIFE IS NOT EASY TO MESS WITH - Chapter 42
Meng Jianwei: “Song Shuo, are you tired of living?”
Song met with a cell phone in one hand, just came out of the elevator, with a smile in his eyes. Xie Yong was watching the road for him, pushing open the glass door of the president’s office at the right time, secretly saying that the boss’s mood is like the sky in June, changing at the drop of a hat, yesterday it was a bitter, sullen look, today it’s spring breeze, like falling in love.
“Isn’t that what you said yourself last night? We kissed in the car, if your sister had come out later, maybe the baby was there.” Song met to write down word for word, the original words back to Meng Jianwei.
There is no reply, Song met and sent a sentence: “I regret the most is not recorded, otherwise you will not be so justified, the mother of the child.”
Meng Jianwei: “……?”
Song met: “By the way, what do you want me to do? The night.” The first thing you need to do is to get a new name, although it doesn’t sound as intimate as “the mother of the child”.
Evening? The expression of Meng Jianwang was like being struck by lightning, a big question mark emerged in the brain, Song met is wrong medicine or hit the brain, how suddenly with a change of person like. Or, he was stolen?
After all, there is something to ask him, Meng Jianwei did not break up with him to address the issue, open the door and say: “I lost my car keys, you see if it is in your car.”
Song met with disappointment in his eyes, thought she came to thank him for what happened last night, he thought too much.
He tapped his finger on the desktop and typed out two words with one hand: “Wait a moment.”
The car he drove yesterday was parked at home, and he called his aunt at home and asked her to go to the car to look for it. A few moments later, the aunt called back and said that she found a car key with a pink key fob strung under the passenger seat.
Song met the aunt to take a photo, he turned to send the photo to Meng Jianwei: “Is this it?”
Meng Jianwei: “Yes, you say an address, I go over to get it.”
Song met was about to tell her, a flash of light in his head, deleted the words typed out one by one, and said something else: “It may not be convenient, I will bring it to you in person this afternoon.”
Meng Jianwei: “What’s wrong with you? I’ll get the keys myself, it’s not like I’m delaying your business, what’s so inconvenient about you?”
Song met paused for a few seconds and threw out a made-up reason: “The car keys are at my house, but there is no one at my house now, so you can’t get them there.”
Meng Jianwei paused, then dismissed the idea: “OK, you better not forget.”
Song met put the phone down, lowered his eyelashes, a devious smile surfaced on his lips.
When Xie Yong came in to deliver the documents, his eyes darted over his face, revealing a thoughtful expression. It is probably because people are happy, the whole person seems to be glowing, the usually indifferent face is energetic, as if in the warm sunshine, and even the people around him are unconsciously affected, become happy mood.
When Song met saw him, he casually set aside a pile of documents and pointed his finger in the air: “Wait, book a restaurant for me at night, for two people.”
Xie Yong was so lucky that he immediately guessed that Song was going on a date at night, and combined with his performance this morning, it was not difficult to guess that his date was his sweetheart.
Xie Yong took orders and asked, “Chinese or Western food?”
Song met thought, with a date, of course, the first choice is the romantic Western restaurant, imagine in the restaurant playing soothing soft music, while enjoying a delicate meal, while through the twenty floors of the floor-to-ceiling windows to enjoy the city’s bustling night scene, how beautiful dream.
But on second thought, this scene seems to be incompatible with Meng Jianwei’s arrogant and domineering aura.
Song met flexed his fingers against his forehead, pondered for a while, and finally changed his mind: “Chinese food, to choose the restaurant with the best reputation and a quiet environment.”
All arrangements are made, Song met impatiently buried in a pile of documents, non-stop processing work, the purpose is to free up the evening time.
In the evening, Song met with a group of people in the secretary’s office, carrying a suit into the elevator, from the back view, the gait is hurried, as if about to run to an important banquet.
The crowd curiously asked Xie Yong, Xie Yong raised his eyebrows and said with a suppressed voice: “Secret.”
The more he did so, the more people could not hold back their gossiping souls. Women are naturally sensitive and thoughtful, and one of the female secretaries in a snow-white dress said, “I guess, Mr. Song has gone to see his girlfriend!”
Xie Yong did not deny it.
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Song met first went back home, got Meng Jianwei’s car keys, and then sent her the address of the restaurant.
When she came, it was dinner time, so it was only logical to ask her to eat together. He has thought about it, even if Meng Jianwei refused, he can use the reason for sending her home last night to keep her.
The most important thing is that you have to be careful. As a reward, she should also accompany him to eat a meal.
The restaurant Xie Yong chose is an old private restaurant, the environment is really quiet and elegant, there is a small bamboo forest in the backyard, the breeze blew, bamboo leaves rustling, sunlight through the cracks, shaking off a floating light broken gold.
Song met sitting in a private room to look at the phone, wait a moment, wearing a long shirt waiter sent a pot of Biluochun, he poured himself a cup, savor.
After waiting for less than ten minutes, Meng Jianwei came over and pushed the door open without even glancing at Song Shu, directly extending his palm towards him: “My car keys.”
Song met put down the cup of tea, raised his eyes to stare at her face, before there is not much feeling, since the clarity of his own feelings, how a night not seen to miss her vivid expression.
Her dress today is a bit cute, wearing a black slim short skirt, long pink hair braided into two discs hanging in front of the chest, the end of the hair tied with a small daisy hair ring.
Song met absolutely no idea that Meng Jianwei before leaving, was misunderstood by Connie Mei to go on a date, the soft woman a pressed her in front of the dresser and gave her two braids. Meng gradually evening have more strength, but also do not dare to oppose the mother, because she cried can drown the villa ……
“It’s hot, sit down and have a cup of tea.” Song met said.
“Drinking tea is even hotter.”
“……”
Song met choked, coughed lightly, pretended to look at the wristwatch and made a surprised expression, “It’s dinner time, let’s have a meal together.”
Meng gradually evening hands clasped arms, hanging eyes look askance at him, behind is a four-fold light brown wooden screen, carved with openwork flowers and birds, blocked outside the infinite good sunset, set her face gloomy: “Song encounter, my patience is limited.”
Song met said: “I at least last night a hard to send you home, you did not a thank you, but beat me to a nosebleed, now accompany me to eat a meal what is wrong? You will not be so disrespectful, right?”
Meng Jianwei was surprised, his attention was obviously on something else: “You had a nosebleed last night?”
If it was possible, Song met did not want to admit it. Under Meng Jianwei’s gaze, he still nodded his head and gave a low “hmmm”, it was not the first time he had ruined his image in front of her anyway.
Meng Jianwei laughed.
She was too sleepy, not paying attention, actually missed such a wonderful link.
Song met stood up and personally pulled out a chair for her: “Sit.”
Meng Jianwei sat down mercifully, and Song met lifted the long-prepared menu and put it in front of her, his long fingers nodded on the menu: “Feel free to order what you want to eat, my treat.”
Meng Jianwei raised her eyebrows, not polite with him, and ordered a few dishes that she loved to eat. Song met followed and ordered two more of the private house’s signature dishes. While waiting for the meal, he scalded a small teacup, poured a cup of tea for Meng Jianwei and placed it by her hand.
Witnessing his diligence, Meng Jianlian picked up the teacup and turned it half a circle, pondered for a moment, and said, “You want me to delete that friend circle?”
Song met’s behavior is suddenly so abnormal, she can think of only this reason.
If she hadn’t taken the initiative to mention it, Song met himself had almost forgotten the existence of that circle of friends. But he didn’t mind at all at the moment, he shook his head, and the golden chain next to his face shook gently a few times. He put both hands on his cheeks and smiled, “You don’t want to delete it, just keep it, consider it a love affair between us.”
Meng Jianwei evening: “…… have sick.”
Although Song met himself admitted to chasing her, she can still feel that now he is very different from before, like open up the two veins, the whole person is suddenly testy.
The good thing is that the food was served quickly, the color and fragrance were all there, Meng Jianwei picked up a piece of duck meat with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, her teeth and cheeks were scented with the secret sauce, the delicious food temporarily calmed her irritable mood.
Song met did not move his chopsticks, attention somehow shifted to her mouth, two red lips a closed, stained with a little soup, moist and shiny, he could not help but remember the dream last night, want to kiss.
Meng Jianwei was a burning eyes on the fire, angry glare at the man across the table: “What’s wrong with you?”
Song met blurted out: “Is your mouth delicious?”
Meng Jianwei: “???”
Song met shivered under Meng Jianwei’s cold gaze and instantly recovered, stuttering, “No, no, I mean, is the food good? Yes, I’m talking about the dishes, don’t misunderstand.”
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Song met: so close, I react a little more slowly, and then I will be beaten again.
