Chapter 7: Meet Again
Joy and sorrow are always in a thought.
Xia Meng and Schumann left the luxurious and cold hotel as if they had fled.
Although Song Zhangming warmly invited them to get in the car and send them back, they were preemptively rejected by Schumann. In the past, Schumann had seen Xia Meng's fiancΓ© Song Huaishu, who was only a rich man, but he was older, but today in Schumann's feelings, these people are full of nouveau riche, and they feel uncomfortable staying with them for a while.
Ordered a taxi and went back home. They didn't say a word along the way, Xia Meng just looked at the thick stack of wedding procedures in his hand, and let out a burst of laughter from time to time, this smile was weird and bitter.
Once inside, Schumann quickly returned to his bedroom and changed his clothes. When he walked out of the bedroom, he found Xia Meng'an sitting quietly on the sofa, still looking at the documents in his hand.
Xia Meng read through the process of the wedding quietly and seriously, almost without pulling down a word, she wanted to suddenly want to know what was in the mind of such a man, who claimed to be a successful person, and how he could be so confident that he regarded himself as a woman who had to marry him.
"Skipping dinner?" Schumann was already hungry after these hours of tossing. She looked at Xia Meng, who was still concentrating, and thought that Xia Meng had some kind of demon, sat in front of Xia Meng, and stretched out her head to look at the document in Xia Meng's hand.
Xia Meng didn't pay attention to Schumann, still looking down.
Schumann couldn't stand it for a long time, he was already angry at Song Huaishu, a nouveau riche, and after Xia Meng came back, he looked at this ghost thing like a demon, she snatched the document in Xia Meng's hand, threw it on the coffee table, and said angrily: "What's wrong with you!" It's time to eat, what are you doing here! β
Xia Meng glanced up at Schumann, smiling, as if he was a little happy. But this smile did not seem to be the kind of joy that Schumann could have as a girl to be married, but a mockery, a bitterness, a smile of despair that made Schumann very distressed.
Schumann felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she felt uncomfortable for Xia Meng, and hugged Xia Meng in her arms. Holding Xia Meng's head in his hand, he said softly and comfortingly, "Why don't you tell me anything?" When you were going to tell me that your dad introduced you like this, I said that nothing would make you good with him! β
"It's okay! I'm okay! The two sentences Xia Meng said were more powerful than the other, and the other was more reluctant than the other.
"If you follow such a family, what will you do in your life?" Schumann said, with some sour feeling in his eyes.
"It's a big deal! Like you, if you can't get by, you will cut through the mess quickly! β
Xia Meng said this, but Schumann didn't believe it at all. Xia Meng's personality is too weak, it is impossible to speak quickly and cut through the mess, what is on her mind, what sad emotions she has are hidden in her heart, and she bears it alone.
Not to mention the future, Xia Meng's emotions at this time are enough to show that she and Song Huaishu will not have any results, and the break with Song Huaishu is only a matter of time, but Xia Meng's mental pressure makes her unable to propose to break up.
Xia Meng left Schumann's embrace, smiled hehe, and got up.
"I'm cooking! What do you want to eat? "Xia Meng's mood is the same as the height of summer at this moment, the gloomy sky comes and goes quickly. The speed with which she adjusted her mood caught Schumann off guard.
"Whatever." Schumann replied.
Xia Meng has always broken her teeth and swallowed it in her stomach, with a nine-curved temperament, no matter how hard she asks, she will never say what she really thinks in her heart, she will always want to use her thin body to carry everything down. But what she didn't expect at all was that marriage was the starting point of happiness, not something that should be maintained in this way.
Then the doorbell rang.
Xia Meng was busy in the kitchen, Schumann got up and walked to the door and opened the door, there was a young man in a suit and leather shoes standing outside the door, Schumann just glanced at it, he didn't see anyone clearly, Schumann was already in a bad mood and didn't bother to take care of these people, and with a bang, he closed the door again.
"! Dead salesman! Schumann said angrily.
Xia Meng stretched out his head to look at Schumann in front of the door, and asked with a question: "What's wrong?" Who? β
"I don't know, it's like a salesperson!" Schumann leaned against the door of the kitchen and nodded to Xia Meng: "Don't listen to anything outside the window, and concentrate on cooking your meal!" β
The doorbell rang again.
"Damn, this hell salesman is quite persistent!" Schumann was very upset, and rolled up his sleeves to open the door.
Xia Meng has seen this kind of thing a few times, Xia Meng hurriedly stopped Schumann, gently patted Schumann's arm with his hand, and snorted: "Is there a little bit of a lady who looks like everyone, you help me cut cucumbers, I'll open the door!" With that, he shoved Schumann into the kitchen, walked to the door, wiped his hand on his apron, and opened the door.
The man standing in front of him should be regarded as a rare kind of handsomeness, the reason why it can be said is because Xia Meng has not seen many men, she is not sure, but the kind of angular facial features and recognizable face is really a feeling that is difficult to forget after seeing it at a glance.
"Hello, is Miss Schumann here?"
If the man doesn't speak, Xia Meng can still maintain a better impression, this opening is to find Schumann, Xia Meng felt that it had little to do with him, and turned to Schumann in the kitchen and shouted: "Schumann, look for you!" β
"Fuck off! The dead salesman is endless, telling him, I don't have anything to buy, and the poor one has only a pants left, and asks him if he will recycle it? Get out of here! Schumann's voice came from the kitchen, but this very gentleman's words made Xia Meng's face crimson, and also made the man in front of him move slightly.
Xia Meng had a smile on his face, and said apologetically to the man: "I'm sorry! She's so grumpy! We really don't have anything we want, so please stop selling it, okay? β
"In that case...... man, looking down at the red handbag he was holding, "I suppose this thing belongs to Miss Schumann?" It was the ...... she left in our hotel."
It turned out that this man was not a salesman, but the man who had just met Schumann at the door of the hotel bathroom. Perhaps at that time, because of the panic, Schumann threw his handbag next to the sink, and along the way, because he was in a bad mood and in poor spirits, he didn't care that he lost his handbag.
The man's voice is not loud, but extremely penetrating. Schumann walked out, and deliberately tidied up his slightly messy hair, and heard her laughter like a silver bell from a distance.
"It's you!" With a smile on his face, Schumann walked to the door and squeezed Xia Meng behind him.
The man put the handbag in his hand with both hands, and said very politely: "Miss Schumann, see if you left this in our hotel." β
Schumann took the handbag, and when his hand collided with the man's hand, he felt like an electric shock, and the man felt a little rude, and took his hand back.
"Yes, thank you so much!" Schumann looked at the handbag in her hand, she didn't expect that she had always been cautious, how could she carelessly not even notice that the handbag was lost in the hotel, "However, how did you find my family?" β
The man smiled, looking a little playful: "Miss Schumann, that's right, the car that came to your house to pick you and Miss Xia Meng in the morning is our hotel, so it's not strange to know your address, but Miss Schumann, don't worry, our hotel will not reveal your private information!" Do you want to see if there's anything missing in your bag? β
Schumann followed what the man said, opened the bag, and some things such as ID cards, lipstick, and pocket money were still in it, but found that there was an extra business card, Schumann picked up the business card and looked at it, without thinking too much, it was obviously the business card of the man in front of him.
"Your hotel ad is really pervasive! Are all your business cards in my bag? Schumann took out his business card and shook it in front of the man's eyes.
The man was a little embarrassed, rubbed his hand on his nose, and said, "This is my personal business card, it has nothing to do with the hotel!" β
At this point, Schumann couldn't have understood what the man's words meant. Schumann lowered his head and stuffed the business card into his handbag, obviously telling the man that he accepted it.
Although the man's expression has not changed much, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, which is enough to see that his heart is happy.
"Schumann, your cucumber is cut, can you see it yourself?" At this time, Xia Meng's voice made the two people who were squirming at the door suddenly blush.
The man was very knowledgeable, and said to Schumann: "Then don't bother you first, I'll go back first......"
Schumann looked at the figure of the man leaving, and sure enough, the man was handsome, and even his walking posture was confident, elegant and steady.
When Schumann closed the door, because there was a handsome man who took care of his eyes, Schumann's mood became unusually good at the moment, and the man also took the initiative to give his business card, which showed that this man wanted to know himself.
"Xia Meng, what do you mean?" Schumann came to Xia Meng and shouted at Xia Meng, holding the business card in his hand and looking at the information on the business card.
"Look at your cucumbers for yourself!" Xia Meng didn't look up, and pushed the plate in front of Schumann, the cucumbers on the plate were cut in different shapes, sizes, and lengths, obviously a cucumber cut by someone who had no experience in cooking at all.
"Humph!" Schumann squinted his eyes, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" β
Schumann returned to the couch and sat down, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and tried to save the man's name and phone number into the phone.
"What's that man's name?" Xia Meng didn't need to look to know what Schumann was going to do.
"Zhang Cheng! Special assistant in the hotel. β
"Assistant...... Doesn't sound like a big deal! "Xia Meng has never worked in the unit, and he doesn't know much about these titles.
"You know the! Special assistant, much more than assistant! It is a special assistant to the general manager of an enterprise, and his status can be above those managers and directors! β
"Yo, this is the beginning of calf protection!" Xia Meng laughed coldly.
"It's not a calf protector, it's an attempt to explain to you. However, it can also be seen that this hotel should be a foreign company, and there are few special assistance in China! Eighty percent are Taiwan-funded. Schumann muttered.
Xia Meng walked out, took out a bottle of pure water in the refrigerator, opened it and took a sip: "According to what you mean, this man is still a Taiwanese?" β
A rare flush appeared on Schumann's face in front of him, which was obviously not caused by makeup: "How do I know, when he tells me later, I will answer you!" β
"Are you still confident? I don't think he's older than you, what's the matter, change your taste? Want to eat tender grass? Xia Meng returned to the kitchen, only to hear the sound of crackling and stir-frying from the kitchen.
"If I want to eat tender grass, I'll go after your son today!"