Chapter 218: Mu Jiao, I Like You
Meng Zeting put on a motorcycle jacket and took off his helmet, when the wind just blows, and his short hair floats gently because of the wind.
Putting down the helmet, he raised his eyes slightly, his angular face was full of ruffianism, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked with a playful smile, and he walked to Mu Jiao's side: "How about it, it's fun." β
Mu Jiao sneered lightly, turned sideways slightly, her hair flew in the direction of the wind, she stood against the wind, looking very cold.
Many years ago, Mu Jiao was like this, and it hasn't changed for so many years.
Meng Zeting looked at her, there was a moment of trance, when she first saw Mu Jiao, she was stolen and penniless, but she didn't see her embarrassed and panicked at all.
On the contrary, he is very calm.
Just like she is now.
If he hadn't left with Mu Jiao at that time, maybe Mu Jiao would have picked up a stick and fought with them now.
This woman, mysterious, has known each other for a year, except that he knows that she is Mu Jiao and has a dead brother.
I don't know where she came from, what she used to do, or what her brother's name was.
She didn't say it, and he didn't ask, but he was willing to let Mu Jiao follow him.
Is...... Meng Zeting touched the tip of his nose, raised his hand on her shoulder, bent down slightly, looked at her, and tried to keep his eyes on her.
Said slowly: "Mu Jiao, you have been coming to our house for more than a year, don't you want to go home?"
Mu Jiao moved his eyebrows almost imperceptibly: "Home?"
Homesick?
Mu Jiao's thoughts suddenly drifted far away, the place that was called home was gone, and with Mu Chen's departure, everything was over.
Meng Zeting obviously saw her with such a look, I don't know how many times I saw her like this, but every time it was fleeting.
She can't allow others to ask her, and she has already shown her most perfect side, so that people can't notice that she has changed.
However, Meng Zeting was a little unable to control his heart, he wanted to spy into Mu Jiao's inner world, he wanted to know Mu Jiao's past and future.
He pressed her shoulder, subconsciously tightened, and pulled Mu Jiao's thoughts back.
Mu Jiao pursed the corners of her lower lip and said lightly: "I'm alone, and I can become a home anywhere, so I don't want to." β
"And where are you from, and what city did you live in with your brother?"
Mu Jiao frowned almost imperceptibly, and raised his eyes to look at Meng Zeting: "You want to know my past?"
She was very direct, Meng Zeting picked her hair irritably: "Mu Jiao, we have known each other for more than a year, such a good friend, I know that there is nothing wrong with your past." β
Mu Jiao looked at him, there was really nothing wrong with it, but that memory had been well cherished, and he didn't plan to reopen it yet.
Therefore, Mu Jiao just pretended to raise his eyebrows easily, put his hand down, and said softly: "Okay, when I am willing to tell you, I will tell you." β
"When was that?" Meng Zeting suddenly hugged her into his arms, Mu Jiao was stunned, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Meng Zeting, don't ...... you"
"Mu Jiao, I like you. β
Meng Zeting stubbornly hugged her, looking at the vast water in the distance, the breeze blowing, every bit was very beautiful, he needed to say this.
From one meeting, he was attracted to this woman.
It took him more than a year to make Mu Jiao accept himself, and he also hoped that her heart would truly accept herself.
Mu Jiao's heart sank, his brows furrowed slightly, and after Meng Zeting's confession, he said in a deep voice: "You let go of me first." β
"You should respond to me. Meng Zeting raised his eyebrows and stubbornly hugged him.
Mu Jiao closed her eyes, her mood was somewhat surprised, but she didn't feel anything other than surprise.
Therefore, she just said indifferently word by word: "Meng Zeting, I also like you a lot, you are honest, full of ruffian, free, and very capable, you are a very good friend, I am willing to be a good friend with you all the time, but you are like this, which makes me very stressed, because I have never liked you as a man." β
If one person's heart has been filled by another person, where can there be room for others.
Meng Zeting didn't seem surprised by her response, but when she said such a response, Meng Zeting was still a little unwilling.
He let go of Mu Jiao, looked at her with a calm face, stared at her for a moment, and said arrogantly with thin lips: "I, Meng Zeting, want a woman, I will never go through such a hard time, Mu Jiao, how important that person in your heart is, so that you don't look down on me at all, I am also the prince of Fei City, do you know how many people want to marry me." β
Meng Zeting is rarely very serious about one thing, he is full of ruffianism, and he is not so attentive to many things, very casual.
However, he is still a little careful about this matter, from childhood to adulthood, he has been pampered and used to coming over.
The person who was surrounded was suddenly rejected by someone, or a woman, he always felt that something was wrong, wasn't his Meng Zeting's charm big enough?
Seeing Meng Zeting's serious frowning, Mu Jiao lightly hooked the corners of his lower lip, but said calmly: "Zeting, isn't it good to be a friend?"
"It's not that good. β
Mu Jiao smiled lightly, turned around to look at the water, and said slowly, "It seems that I'm leaving here." β
Meng Zeting wrinkled his brows, and the anger all over his body suddenly surged, dragged Mu Jiao over, and was about to kiss her on the lips.
Mu Jiao shrank his pupils, quickly pushed him away, staggered back, looked at him with shrunken eyes, and said, "Zeting, what are you doing! Why are you still so naΓ―ve." β
Meng Zeting raised his eyebrows, a smile on the corner of his lips, and he swept Mu Jiao and said, "Really, I haven't seen you react so quickly." β
Mu Jiao didn't speak, a trace of defense flashed in her eyes, this was the first time she had such a feeling for Meng Zeting, and it was the first time she felt that this man was a little dangerous.
Because his purpose is very clear, what he wants, what he doesn't want, a bit like that person.
Meng Zeting shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with his back to the wind, and took a hard puff before he spoke: "Mu Jiao, my self-esteem has been hurt by you, you have to compensate me." β
Mu Jiao rolled his eyes helplessly, he was serious and determined just now, and now he is starting to hang his son again.
"What compensation do you want?"
"If you tell me who that person in your heart is, I will spare you. β
Mu Jiao snorted coldly, raised his chin and glanced at him, turned around and left, Meng Zeting shouted twice, and finally scolded irritably, before he followed again: "Okay, okay, you don't need to make up for it, you can just cook me a meal, can't you make a meal?" Don't go, you stop me." β
Although he returned to the Meng family noisily all the way, Mu Jiao still knew some things in his heart.
At dinner in the evening, Meng Chuanya sat on the main seat, followed by their father Meng Ting and stepmother Tang Xin, here are Meng Zeting and Mu Jiao, and stepmother Tang Xin is next to her seventeen-year-old son, the fourth young master of the Meng family, Meng Xingchen.
Mu Jiao really didn't have any identity to come to the table to eat, but Meng Ting relied on Mu Jiao very much, because of her, Meng Xingchen was admitted to the best high school in the city, and Mu Jiao also helped Meng Chuanya plan two important activities, which caused a sensation in Fei City.
Although it was controlled behind the scenes, the Meng family knew about Mu Jiao's existence.
Her ability is obvious to all, Meng Ting especially dotes on his youngest son, and because his youngest son is very close to Mu Jiao, and because Mu Jiao was admitted to a good high school.
That's why Mu Jiao was allowed to sit here and eat.
During the banquet, Meng Chuanya's face was unhappy, Tang Xin glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Chuanya, is it too tired from work and a little uncomfortable?"
Meng Chuanya glanced at her lightly, put down her chopsticks, and asked in a deep voice, "Zeting, is there a trouble today?"
Meng Zeting was serving Mu Jiao vegetables, and when he heard this, he moved his eyebrows lightly, and said, "How big of a matter is a trouble? I went to the casino to gamble and won a stingy man, and I was chased for a while, serious?"
"What do you say? The other party is a customer who is about to negotiate cooperation with Meng, and you will see him at tomorrow's meeting. β
Meng Chuanya looked at Mu Jiao quietly, Mu Jiao is a person with many essences, where can he not notice, between the lines, it may not be Meng Zeting who complains, but her.
Mu Jiao ate calmly, ate the last bite, put down the chopsticks, and said to everyone: "I'm full, you eat slowly." β
"Teacher Mu, you've only eaten a few bites of food, you'll be hungry at night. Meng Xingchen pointed to her rice bowl and looked at him carefully.
Mu Jiao bent the corners of his lower lip and said lightly: "I ate too much at noon, and I'm not hungry now." β
Meng Zeting looked at Meng Chuanya unhappily, probably complaining that she was saying this to Mu Jiao, and seeing that Mu Jiao was leaving.
Meng Chuanya took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Mu Jiao, eat more, don't let outsiders think that we have treated you badly." β
"Where, the Meng family pays me a high salary every month, and I still live here, I can't thank you anymore, where will there be such a statement. β
Mu Jiao looked at Meng Chuanya calmly, speaking impartially, without any problems at all.
Meng Chuanya didn't say anything more, and Mu Jiao also warned Meng Zeting, telling him to talk less and eat more, and he went back to the room.
She lives in the top attic of the side building, the area is not large, but the layout is very good, clear at a glance, very clean.
She didn't have much stuff, so a simple packing was enough, and a suitcase was enough.
After they had eaten, Mu Jiao went to Meng Xingchen's room to tutor him, and at nine o'clock in the evening, Meng Xingchen went to sleep, and she also went back to her room to rest.
The next day, Mu Jiao got up and saw a text message from Meng Zeting.
"Don't take what Meng Chuanya said last night, don't take it to heart, please have a big meal at noon. β
Mu Jiao lightly hooked the corner of his lower lip and did not reply.
Today, Monday, most of the Meng family went out, Tang Xin should also go shopping at this point, she dragged her luggage away, and instructed the housekeeper: "Uncle Li, you give this letter to the eldest lady, and take this thing with Meng Zeting." β