"It's okay, I didn't ask you, so I started the pursuit rashly."

"Actually, I should tell you that I was too selfish, but now I have broken up with my boyfriend."

"Broke up?" Mousse looked at Ying Mengqi with some surprise, "Why?" ”

"Because I found out that I didn't like him anymore, I was worried that he would tell the matter between us, so that my acting career might be completely over, so I have been restrained, and this time I also thought about it for a long time before I made up my mind," Ying Mengqi showed a bright smile at Mousse, "I only now realize that after the breakup, I will be so relaxed, and it is too tiring to be with someone I don't love." ”

Looking at the smile on Ying Mengqi's face, Mousse couldn't help but think of Jiang Wenwen, Ying Mengqi seemed to have changed a lot compared to a month ago.

"I'll treat you to dinner in the evening and apologize to you for the stupid things I did before."

Mu Si thought that he had made an appointment with Zheng Xinyu tonight, so he could only say, "You don't need to eat!"

Ying Mengqi excitedly reached out and grabbed Mousse's wrist: "Are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

Mousse waved his hand slightly: "No, I don't blame you."

"Then come with me to dinner, you gave me a lot of care during that time, I always wanted to find a chance to thank you, but after that day, you didn't go back to the crew, and I couldn't find you, I met you so fatefully today, if you don't agree, I can only think that you are still blaming me."

"Not really, but I want to do those things."

Ying Mengqi smiled heartily: "Okay, can't you be happy, since you have already said that you don't blame me, is it so difficult to go to dinner with me?"

At that moment just now, Mousse seemed to see Jiang Wenwen, and the smile on Ying Mengqi's face just now was so similar to Zhong Jiaqi that he couldn't say a word of refusal.

"Then, let's go to dinner together!"

While the two walked to the nearest French restaurant, Ying Mengqi asked, "By the way, why didn't you go to the crew after that day?"

Ying Mengqi pretended not to know that Mousse was the person in charge of the Mu family, she couldn't let Mousse see her ulterior motives, before deliberately appearing, Ying Mengqi also remembered all the information about Jiang Wenwen that she had read, and tried her best to disguise herself as Jiang Wenwen.

And judging from the situation just now, it seems to work very well, at least Mousse agreed to have dinner with her.

"Then something else happened, so I didn't go again."

Ying Mengqi asked guiltily, "It won't be because of me, right?"

"No, I'm not Hanhan's assistant in the first place, I just want to go and see him."

"Is that the company where you work?"

Mousse nodded.

"I'm much more relieved to know that you didn't quit your job because of me, and I've been worried since you left."

Mousse didn't answer Ying Mengqi's words again, and after the two walked into the French restaurant, Ying Mengqi seemed to be a little lacking in interest.

"Isn't this restaurant to your taste?"

Ying Mengqi naturally likes such a high-end restaurant, but Jiang Wenwen's favorite is hot pot.

Ying Mengqi really didn't understand, the Mu family was so rich, how could Jiang Wenwen like to eat hot pot.

She waved her hand: "I don't dislike, today I invited you to dinner, you can order whatever you like, I can do it."

Mousse put down the menu in his hand: "You obviously don't like it."

Ying Mengqi smiled helplessly: "Actually, I want to eat hot pot, I haven't had time to eat hot pot after staying in the crew for so long, but it suffocates me, but don't care, you just like it."

"You also like to eat hot pot?" Mousse looked at Ying Mengqi in surprise.

Ying Mengqi pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Does anyone else like to eat?"

"A person who is very important to me, let's go eat hot pot!"

"You don't have to indulge me ......"

"I also miss the taste of hot pot a little."

Ying Mengqi's eyes burst out with joy, and Mousse seemed to see Jiang Wenwen's shadow in Ying Mengqi.

At this meeting, Ying Mengqi seemed to be a different person than before, and became more and more like Jiang Wenwen, like to eat hot pot, and had a smile on her face.

Mousse was in a trance.

"Mousse, what's wrong with you?"

Ying Mengqi called, and Mousse came back to his senses.

"It's nothing, let's go!"

After arriving at the hot pot restaurant, Ying Mengqi ordered a few things that she didn't like to eat at all according to Jiang Wenwen's hobby, but Mousse sat opposite her, even if she didn't like it anymore, she still smiled and put those dishes into her mouth little by little.

"This Xuewang is really delicious."

"Do you like it?"

Ying Mengqi nodded vigorously: "Of course!"

Out of selfishness, Mousse brought Ying Mengqi to Jiang Wenwen's favorite hot pot restaurant, but he didn't expect Ying Mengqi to be not only satisfied with the hot pot restaurant, but even the dishes he liked were exactly the same as Jiang Wenwen.

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If Ying Mengqi could be by his side, maybe he would have sustenance for Jiang Wenwen's thoughts.

"Then we can come next time!"

Ying Mengqi's mood immediately relaxed a little, and it seemed that all her disguises just now had been successful.

However, Jiang Wenwen is a wild girl at all, she only feels tired when she acts, I really don't know how Mousse could like such a girl.

Fortunately, Ying Mengqi knew in her heart that none of this was something she should care about now, all she had to do was to play Jiang Wenwen well, so as to grasp Mousse's heart into her hands, and other things had nothing to do with her.

"Mousse, are you serious? After this time, will we really have a chance to eat hot pot together? ”

"Of course, I'll be with you whenever you want to eat."

Ying Mengqi said with a smile: "By the way, I've known each other for so long, I don't know your contact information yet, I don't know if you can give me one now?"

"Absolutely!"

Mousse picked up his mobile phone and saw a few missed calls belonging to Zheng Xinyu, he then remembered that he had originally made an appointment with Zheng Xinyu for dinner, but he didn't expect to see Ying Mengqi as soon as he left the door of the company building.

He got up and said to Meng Qi, "You eat first, I'll call you back."

Mousse walked to the door and called Zheng Xinyu back.

"Mousse, are you not coming?" Zheng Xinyu asked a little angrily, "Didn't you say you wanted to invite me to dinner?" It's been more than an hour now, what about you? ”

"Xinyu, I'm sorry, I just encountered a little thing, so I won't invite you to dinner today."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while: "I see!"

After Zheng Xinyu hung up the phone, Mousse was still a little stunned, and he felt a little guilty.

He shouldn't have let Zheng Xinyu's pigeon go, but thinking that Ying Mengqi was still waiting for him, Mousse still returned to the dinner table.

Ying Mengqi sandwiched a piece of hairy belly for Mousse: "Did you encounter any problems at work?"

"No, just a friend."

After dinner, Ying Mengqi wanted to go outside with Mousse, but Mousse refused.

Ying Mengqi stared at Mousse's back with an ugly expression, one day, she would hold Mousse firmly in her hands.

After separating from Ying Mengqi, Mousse immediately drove to Zheng Xinyu's house, he rang the doorbell twice, and the door opened from the inside, and Mousse could still smell the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?" Zheng Xinyu looked at Mousse with some surprise.

"I'm done with my business, I'm sorry tonight, I said I'd invite you to dinner."

Zheng Xinyu turned sideways and let Mousse in: "You are really strange, you suddenly said that you want to invite me to dinner, and then release my pigeons, even if you have something to do, are you so busy that you don't even have time to send me a message?" Do you know that I was waiting for you in the restaurant for more than an hour like a fool. ”

After finishing speaking, Zheng Xinyu reacted, and her tone seemed to be a little too harsh just now.

Mu Si looked at Zheng Xinyu in astonishment: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know you would be so angry."

Zheng Xinyu sighed helplessly: "If you don't have time in the future, you don't have to ask me to eat together."

"Xinyu, I really didn't mean to."

Zheng Xinyu didn't pay attention to the mousse anymore, turned around and went into the kitchen, put the prepared dishes on the dining table, and the surroundings were immediately filled with the fragrance of the food, although it was just a home-cooked side dish, but the fragrance alone was enough to make people appetizing.

After calling Zheng Xinyu, Mousse was a little absent-minded, and he didn't have the heart to eat hot pot anymore, but now that he smelled the fragrance, Mousse felt that he was also a little hungry.

"Can I eat at your place?"

"You haven't eaten dinner yet?"

"I ate a little."

Zheng Xinyu brought a pair of chopsticks to Mousse: "Then sit down and eat together."

"Do you remember the girl we met at the bar door earlier?"

Zheng Xinyu thought seriously for a while: "Are you talking about the woman who is very similar to Jiang Wenwen?"

"Yes!"

"Why did you talk about this all of a sudden?" Zheng Xinyu asked with some surprise, "Did you have contact with that woman again?" ”

Mousse nodded: "And this time, I think her personality preferences are also very similar to Wenwen."

"Mousse, are you using someone else as a stand-in?" Zheng Xinyu looked at Mousse in astonishment.

"I thought you'd understand me."

Zheng Xinyu put down the chopsticks in his hand: "I have no way to understand you, and I have a little sympathy for that girl."

"Don't worry, she doesn't really like me either, I'll take it one step at a time."

"Mousse, I know you miss Miss Jiang very much, but you have to accept the fact that Miss Jiang has passed away and find comfort in others, don't you think you are too much?"

"Why are you so excited?" Mousse said impatiently, "I just want someone to see me, and I also delude myself into hoping that Wenwen is really back." ”