The next day, Meng Yier took the furball to the pet hospital and cleaned the wound.

When she came back, she took it home and took care of it, considering that the hairball was injured.

The hairball seemed to be very happy, drilling around the house, jumping up and down, not being idle for a moment, and the injuries on his body did not seem to be affected in the slightest.

It wasn't until almost noon, probably tired, that it lazily basked in the sun on the mat that Meng Yier had prepared for it.

The doorbell rang, Meng Yier ran to open the door, it was Yu Mingxin, she brought lunch to eat with Meng Yier.

Yu Mingxin was attracted by the cute hairball as soon as she entered the door, she put down the things in her hand, and went to tease the hairball, the hairball may be really tired, and she always lazily ignored her.

"Mingxin, come and eat, don't disturb its sleep."

"Okay", Yu Mingxin promised in her mouth, but she was still squatting on the ground and teasing the hairball.

While eating, Yu Ming suddenly asked, "Xiaoyi, how did you raise a cat?" ”

Meng Yi'er told her everything that happened last night, and Yu Mingxin was stunned for a while, and shouted incredulously, "Xiao Yi, do you mean that this cat is Yan Yichen's?" And he still lives across from you? ”

Meng Yi'er lowered her head and slapped the dishes listlessly, "Yes, it's such a coincidence, why do you say I'm so unlucky, it's a coincidence that I became a neighbor with him?" ”

Yu Mingxin put down her chopsticks with a snap, stretched out her hand and poked Meng Yi'er's head fiercely, and said hatefully, "You girl is too dissatisfied, Yan Yichen, male god, you are a neighbor with him, how many people can't ask for it, you are actually this virtue." ”

Meng Yi'er rolled her eyes helplessly, remembering the many unpleasant things she had with Yan Yichen, her eyebrows frowned slightly unconsciously, "That's because everyone doesn't know him, they don't know what kind of person he is, they are all brainless fans, if they ......"

"Say, have you known him for a long time?" Yu Mingxin suddenly interrupted her, staring at her with suspicion in her eyes.

Meng Yi'er pursed her lips, sighed softly, and told Yu Mingxin everything that had happened between her and Yan Yichen from the day she returned to China to the present.

After listening to her complaints, Yu Mingxin looked at Meng Yi'er in surprise, and suddenly spoke, "Xiao Yi, does Yan Yichen like you?" ”

As far as she Yu Mingxin knows, Yan Yichen is a well-known good name in the entertainment industry, has never had an affair with anyone, and resolutely refuses to tie up CP with any female star, and has always been respectful of women.

However, she listened to Meng Yi'er talk about Yan Yichen's words and deeds when the two were together, and Yu Mingxin always felt weird.

This doesn't seem to be the logic of a normal person!

Unless, in the face of the person you like, then everything can be explained.

Meng Yi'er's fingertips holding the chopsticks trembled violently, and her heart missed a beat, and she instinctively retorted loudly, "How is it possible?" ”

Yu Mingxin walked up to Meng Yi'er and sat down, "How is it impossible?" ”

She smiled slyly, "Xiao Yi, he asked you to go to his house to clean and cook, it was a trick for you, and he wanted to have more contact with you." He asked you to help him take care of the hairball, and there was a purpose, he wanted to establish a relationship with you through the hairball and trap you......"

Meng Yier looked at Yu Mingxin, who was talking eloquently, with a look of disbelief.

Yu Mingxin nodded and said firmly, "Well, it must be like this." ”

She was convinced of her reasoning.

Meng Yi'er smiled, "Mingxin, your brain hole is really big-"

How could he possibly like her?

They've known each other for less than a month!

Meng Yier recalled that since the two met, every time they met, it was tense, except for last night.

No matter what she thought, Meng Yier didn't believe that Yan Yichen liked her.

Yu Mingxin looked at her eyes and said extremely seriously, "Xiao Yi, you believe me, he must like you, I have intuition, my intuition has always been accurate, okay." ”

Meng Yi'er was stunned for a while, remembering the picture of Yan Yichen squatting under the dim street lamp last night to feed the hairballs, and suddenly felt warm in her heart.

Realizing that last night's picture appeared in her mind, Meng Yi'er shook her head and adjusted her thoughts.

But he secretly thought in his heart, what if he really liked himself as Mingxin said?