44 Chapter 44 I touched it

Chapter 44 also touched

Ye Wan followed Meng Xing on the streets of Los Angeles. ใ—

Neon lights are strung together over the city to create a beautiful streetscape, colorful and eye-catching.

Ye Wan doesn't remember how long it has been since she had seen such a scene, in China, she either locked herself in her room to write songs, or faced those cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in the company, even if she occasionally walked through the streets of the city, she didn't have such a good mood to enjoy the scenery.

She has a shackle in her heart and has never been freed.

Meng Xing shook Ye Wan's hand and found that it was a little cold, so he simply put it in the palm of his hand and didn't put it.

Yewan looked at him amusedly. This person, since the relationship between the two has made substantial progress, how can he seem to be even more unable to let go of her, like a child.

Meng Xing looked back at her with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Zheng wanted to send you to the United States back then, but you refused?" โ€

Yewan nodded: "Yes, at that time, I always felt that the United States was too far away and too unfamiliar, and it was not suitable for ordinary people like me to live." โ€

Meng Xing smiled: "Probably, you expected that you would come with me, so you left the first time for me." โ€

Ye Wan looked sideways at Meng Xing, feeling that this person was simply the king of love words. Still, she was very useful.

The two of them were standing on the side of the road, and the waiting on the building next to them suddenly went out, and when they lit up again, the picture on the fluorescent screen changed:

A man dressed in black stood on the vast stage, holding a guitar in his hand obliquely, wearing a dark gold mask on his face, his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was very penetrating.

"Hello everyone, I'm ZY. Sing a song today, "Missing". โ€

After the man finished speaking, he didn't look at the audience, raised his hand to pluck the strings in his arms, and the clever chords popped out on his fingertips.

Obviously there was only an image of the picture, but Ye Wan's ears seemed to flow out of the melody of that song, and the hand holding Meng Xing tightened.

"Meng Xing, it's Zheng Ye......" Ye Wan said softly.

"Well, it's Zheng Ye."

Meng Xing looked at the man on the screen. I have to say that Ye Wan has a very good eye for picking men. Even if a man is masked, this body shape and temperament are definitely not bad.

What's more, he knows who this person is.

Ye Wan looked up at Meng Xing: "How do you know ......?"

"I have an extraordinary relationship with Mr. Zheng, and I have something to do with you, one suddenly disappeared three years ago, and the other appeared in the United States three years ago...... It doesn't seem hard to guess? โ€

Ye Wan looked at him in surprise: "Have you investigated?" โ€

Meng Xing rubbed Ye Wan's head: "Zheng's affairs are far more complicated than you think, Zheng Ye also had a hard time leaving at that time, but coming back this time will set off a bigger storm." โ€

Ye Wan pulled Meng Xing's hand down and held it: "Will you help him?" โ€

Meng Xing looked at her with a smile: "It seems that in a sense, he is my rival?" โ€

Ye Wan stomped her feet angrily: "Hey! I'm all yours now, what kind of enemy is my love? โ€

Meng Xing took her into his arms and walked forward: "Although the Zheng family's affairs are complicated, your first love is not an ordinary person, maybe you don't need my help at all." โ€

"Really?"

Meng Xing smiled: "Do you think he has been eating, drinking and having fun in the United States in the past few years?" โ€

Ye Wan was silent for a moment, then smiled.

Ye Wan: "That's right, how can the person I like be a vegetarian." โ€

Meng Xing: "It's the person I 'used to like'." โ€

Ye Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, took his hand, and walked back happily.

Domestic, City C.

Zheng Ye came down from the stage, and Mike immediately greeted him and handed over mineral water.

Mike: "Good work. โ€

Zheng Ye shook his head and asked without raising his head: "Is it all arranged on the Zheng family's side?" โ€

Mike: "I've negotiated with a few leading shareholders, and I can buy back the shares according to this amount, and basically I can get more than half." โ€

Zheng Ye nodded and patted Mike's shoulder: "I've tired you during this time, when the matter is over, please drink." โ€

Mike shook his head: "When Zheng Xi put you under house arrest and went abroad, many shareholders have been dissatisfied, and now that you are back, the company is at such a critical moment, they are happy to leave their shares to you, and give it a go." I'm worried about you......"

Zheng Ye smiled and glanced at Mike: "What are you worried about me?" I'm a zy now, a star, and an idol. โ€

Mike smiled too, hesitated, and spoke.

Mike: "One more thing, it's about ...... Yewan. โ€

The smile on the corner of Zheng Ye's mouth gradually let go.

Los Angeles.

The sound of water in the bathroom of the hotel is evocative.

Ye Wan was lying on the only big bed, holding Meng Xing's mobile phone and playing with entertainment.

After getting on the plane that day, Meng Xing put away her mobile phone, and then forgot to ask him to get it back. Ye Wan paused with the hand of the little animal, pressed the central button, and clicked on the WeChat page.

Meng Xing's WeChat was clean, there was not even a girl's cartoon avatar, Yewan couldn't help laughing, and boarded her WeChat, but unexpectedly, a series of prompts accompanied by vibrations smashed over.

Ren Jiajia: "Yewan, I didn't expect to find a capable boyfriend again, and he is still the god of the two-dimensional cover circle." Have you time to introduce me? lest your ship be too much and it will be easy to capsize! โ€

Yewan frowned, stepped back, and clicked on one again.

Cheng Jiali: "Wanwan, don't look at Weibo in the past two days, the group of brain-dead people on the Internet, don't pay attention to them, you know?" I can't get through to your phone, so I'll be safe when I'm free. โ€

Yewan hurriedly went back to see the news of Lychee.

Lychee: "Wanwan, are you there?" โ€

Lychee sent several times in a row, different time periods, countless before and after, and the time of the first one was the day when Yewan and Meng Xing left from G City.

Lychee: "Wanwan, if you are busy with the exhibition, why don't you go out with the boss to relax, the company is busy with newcomers, Mr. Zheng shouldn't bother to trouble you, you can rest assured!" โ€

Lychee: "I'll send me a message when you're free, let me make sure you're okay!" โ€

Lychee: "Wanwan, when I see the quick return, I'm worried about you." โ€

Ye Wan read them one by one, thought about it, and flipped to Weibo.

It's been a long time since I've been on it.,Comments and Aite are all capitalized 99.,Including the number of fans.ใ€‚

Ye Wan opened the homepage of her Weibo in confusion, and the first Weibo was posted before the last time she went to the Comic Con, saying that she was very nervous. The number of comments below has moved in an unprecedented direction, which is unexpected.

Ye Wan looked at it, and her chest was a little tight.

She thought something was wrong, but it was.

Meng Xing came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and the water droplets on his hair dripped down little by little.

Ye Wan didn't look up, her eyes looked at the phone screen.

Meng Xing strode over, took the mobile phone in Ye Wan's hand, glanced at it briefly, pressed the lock screen button and threw it aside, and pressed someone in his arms.

Meng Xing: "Yewan, look at me." โ€

Ye Wan's eyes rolled to look at him.

Meng Xing: "Those people on the Internet don't have to speak responsibly, don't look at it, don't think about it, eh?" โ€

Ye Wan shook her head and asked softly, "You knew that day, didn't you?" That's why they brought me to Los Angeles instead of going straight back to City C. โ€

Meng Xing: "It's too sudden, I don't have time to react at all, so I can only take you away first." โ€

Ye Wan: "The lychees are all messed up into a pot of porridge, and I can't find them everywhere, so what's the hurry." I think I'd better go back. โ€

"Nope." Meng Xing was categorical.

Ye Wan looked at Meng Xing.

Meng Xing frowned: "It's too dangerous to go back now, even if you are not afraid of those rumors on the Internet, there are still those people in the company waiting." โ€

"I can ......"

"I know you can handle it," Meng Xing hung the hair that hung down from the side of Yewan's face behind her ears, "but I can't bear it. โ€

She had already experienced it once two years ago when he wasn't with her.

Invective, insult, denounce.

What is more hateful than being scolded for doing evil for bitterness is being scolded for being innocent.

She had already experienced it once two years ago, how could he bear to let her go back and endure it again?

A hand slowly touched the back of his hand and rubbed it gently, soft.

Meng Xing looked up and saw Ye Wan looking up and smiling softly at him.

Yewan: "Two years ago, I was alone, but now, I have you." โ€

Depart, return home.

In fact, everything was thought through, but it was only a brief moment, but it gave the two tired hearts a short rest.

Meng Xing was on the plane, holding Ye Wan's hand in the palm of his hand and fiddling with it gently.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the lights in the window were only turned on for lighting, making it easier for people to sleep. Meng Xing raised his hand and pulled Ye Wan's blanket up, took the book in her arms aside, and then closed his eyes and enjoyed the short sleep in the air.

In China, it is another bloody storm.

When Yewan got off the plane, she was unsuspectingly recognized.

Meng Xing was prepared, caps, sunglasses, and masks. But all this is in vain, no one expected that those who knew Yewan's identity would have long been inseparable from the fans of Qingbaishui. In the eyes of the fans of Qingbaishui, this is a โ–กโ–ก naked deception, their boss must have been deceived by the demon girl named Yewan, what beautiful lyrics, what singer with excellent singing skills, in fact, is a copy!

And those few die-hard fans who were Chinese New Year's Eve and now die-hard fans of Jiujiu unswervingly believed that their idols would never do that kind of thing, so they were attacked by the crowd and labeled as "brain-dead fans" and "fools", as if the minority should obey the majority, and the truth is not important.

In the midst of a cry of welcome or cursing, Meng Xing quickly took Yewan's hand, and walked when he saw the road, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was in the desert and fled.

Fortunately, Meng Xing was prepared and asked people to park the car at the entrance of the airport, as long as the two of them could get out, they could leave.

The group of fans followed too closely, Meng Xing took Yewan around and around, and even he was almost confused, but there was still a huge tail behind him.

Around the corner, the two squeezed into a dimly lit staircase, holding their breath for each other, neither daring to speak.

Someone passed by.

Meng Xing saw the door next to him, quickly opened it, and pulled Ye Wan to squeeze in.

In a quiet space, even the sound of each other's breathing was restrained, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

The footsteps outside approached, shook twice, and slowly moved away.

Ye Wan looked up, and couldn't see Meng Xing's face in the dark, so she could only reach out and grope. The warm fingers touched his chest and pressed it down, a little hard, it was an abs.

Ye Wan moved her fingers restlessly, down the vest line, and then down......

"What? Kindness? Meng Xing squeezed her restless hand.

Ye Wan chuckled and said with a laugh: "Feel it, you are in good shape, huh?" โ€

Meng Xing also smiled. The tall body slowly leaned down, lips rubbing against her sensitive earlobes.

"How's your figure, haven't you seen it all?"

Yewan wanted to hide back, but he grabbed her back.

Meng Xing smiled: "By the way, I have touched it." โ€