Song Weili frowned, looked at the words on his phone, and his heart, which had just calmed down, made waves again. I didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, turned off my phone, and wanted to rest, but my mind was constantly thinking about getting along with her.

Why did she do all this now, he shook his head, pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep, deciding to put all these troubles aside one by one.

Gu Meng waited for a long time, but still didn't wait for a reply, so he could only go to sleep disappointed, but he still prayed in his heart before going to bed, hoping that he could return to him.

I woke up early the next day and went to the hospital. The weather is good today, the old lady woke up early, Gu Meng kept looking in the direction of the door, but Song Weili never came, and the brilliance in her eyes slowly dimmed.

The old lady saw that something was wrong and asked, "Mengmeng, what's wrong with you, did Xiao Song quarrel with you?" ”

She smiled stiffly and said vaguely: "Grandma, no, he is very busy with the company today, so he doesn't have time to come, it's okay, just have me take care of grandma." As he spoke, he pushed her out of the hospital and into the park outside, but her mood was hanging and she couldn't let go.

Why didn't the uncle come, is he still angry with himself?

Song Weili was indeed a little busy today, so he didn't go to the hospital to meet some customers. Gu Meng insisted on his stomach grasping plan, it has been two weeks, Song Weili has not refused, nor has he clearly accepted it, this is a good start, Gu Meng thought.

Soon she returned to normal, thought of Lu Zisheng's plan to capture and indulge, and felt that at this time, it was feasible, so she was not too sad. and decided not to take the initiative to find him for a day, nor to send text messages, let alone send food, she didn't believe that Song Weili would not waver.

Song Weili originally went out to talk about things with customers, but at noon, he habitually asked his assistant, but the assistant said that he did not receive lunch from Miss Gu, and he did not receive instant phone calls and text messages.

Song Weili couldn't help but look at his phone several times, but there was no letter from the other party, and the expression on his face was finally a little unpleasant. sneered in his heart, he really couldn't hold on, it's only been a few days, and he was ready to give up, and said that he really loved himself, and he really couldn't believe her words!

He didn't know what he was struggling with, he would be annoyed when she came to him, and when he didn't come, he was even more annoyed.

Gu Meng used Lu Zisheng's scheming to attack the heart, and she didn't bother Song Weili for three consecutive days, and she herself felt very tormented.

After a few days, Song Weili was completely disappointed in her, and she no longer looked at her phone.

On the fourth day, the familiar bell rang again, Song Weili glanced at the caller ID, ignored it for a long time, and the expression on his face became even colder.

The subordinates who were holding the meeting on the side all looked at him in a cold sweat, could it be that the other party was the boss's enemy, and his expression was so gloomy and terrifying.

Qiao Sen was the only one who was not afraid of death, and said with a smile: "Boss, don't you plan to answer your call?" ”

Song Weili's face was very ugly, and he always felt that he had a sense of anger that made people play, and he had been paying attention to the mobile phone from time to time in the past two days, but the mobile phone had never rang, and finally decided not to pay attention, but it rang again.

A cold light flashed in Song Weili's eyes, and he coldly glanced at the curious people, and closed the phone with a slam.

Gu Meng's eyebrows jumped, his lips pursed and his expression was a little bitter, he was really angry, but if he was angry, it meant that he still cared about himself. Thinking of this, a smile rose on his face, and he took a spoon to stir the soup in the pot. Recently, her craftsmanship has improved greatly, and after eating too much, she feels that her skin has become better, which makes the old lady also admire.

looked at the time, he should have reached the time to get off work, Gu Meng called again, this time Song Weili had already finished the meeting, he was the only one there, watching that the phone kept ringing, and finally answered: "What's the matter?" He said coldly, but Gu Meng was completely undisturbed.

"Uncle, I made a very delicious chicken soup today, I see that you have been very thin recently, and if you lose weight, you will become pork ribs, drink a little nutritious soup, it will be good for you." Gu Meng's sweet voice came from the cold phone, and Song Weili's hand holding the phone tightened.

"No need." Song Weili said coldly, turned off the phone with a snap, Gu Meng was startled when he heard it, and muttered: "It's so angry, it seems that you're in a bad mood, so you should eat something to reduce the fire." ”

Song Weili has already made her a little nervous, but she is not someone who will give up casually.

At twelve o'clock, the fragrant rice was delivered to his table again, Song Weili looked at the lunch box expressionlessly, ignoring Qiao Sen who was flowing on the side, but the expression on his face was a little solemn, looking at the lunch box, as if he was looking at a missile.

"Boss, if you don't eat, I don't mind helping." Qiao Sen licked his mouth, with a jealous expression, and quietly reached out to grab it. Song Weili glanced at him coldly, Qiao Sen immediately retracted his paws, and said dissatisfiedly: "You don't eat it, and you don't let others eat it, it's immoral." ”

Song Weili ignored his labor, took the lunch box and opened it, the delicate rice balls, the fragrant soup, Song Weili's brows kept shrinking tightly, and finally picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly, but his expression seemed to be very painful.

Qiao Sen, who was eating the canteen dishes, said sourly: "Boss, you don't have to use such an expression of eating poison." ”

Song Weili still ignored him, he was just thinking about something, it would not be good for anyone to be involved like this, in the past few days, he found that he had been believing in her, and he couldn't go on like this. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Song Weili glanced at him: "You go out first." ”

Seeing that there was still unfinished food in his lunch box, Qiao Sen quickly snatched it over, and ran out while holding his lunch box. Song Weili glared at him a little speechlessly, and while picking up his mobile phone and dialing Gu Meng's number.

"You don't have to deliver food in the future, I'm a little tired of eating, I just want to see how far you can go, but now it seems that I overestimate you a little."

His ancient sound came over, Gu Meng held the mobile phone, and the expression on his face was a little stunned, how could this be, didn't he like his own dishes very much. Stiff smiled: "Uncle, if you don't like these flavors, I can change them." ”

"It's not that you don't like food, it's that you don't like cooking anymore."