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"Oh," he said, no longer talking about the subject, "I heard your dad is in the hospital, is he okay?"

"It's fine."

He looked at me deeply and said, "Did you come out to drink because you were worried about his illness?"

"It's not." I frowned and looked at him with a smile: "If I'm worried, I can stay in the hospital room and watch him, and run to the bar to invite the male singer to drink." You don't have to make excuses for me. ā€

This time he was a little displeased, and frowned fiercely: "Your father definitely doesn't like you like this." ā€

"You don't like it either." I waited for him to say "yes".

However, he just shook his head, showing helplessness: "I can see that you have something on your mind today."

I stared into his eyes and said, "You have it too." ā€

If he expresses disappointment or other emotions, then half of my goal is achieved. But he was silent, which made my behavior particularly boring now.

After singing a few songs, the singer came over, holding a wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Su, thank you for your flowers and wine."

"It should." I said, "You may be seated." ā€

The singer sat down next to me.

This singer and I are quite familiar with each other, after all, I always come to order songs and send flowers. The flowers are sold by them here, and they are divided into grades, and the highest grade is not expensive, but it is already a lot of money for the singer, and he can get a lot of commissions through these flowers. So he had a very good attitude towards me, almost flattering.

The two of us chatted for a while, Meng Jiancong was deliberately left aside, and I peeked at his expression with my spare eyes, but after all, he was a strictly educated person, and his face was very calm.

Before leaving, the singer said, "Miss Su, do you still want to listen to your favorite song today?" ā€

"I want to hear it." I said, "Thanks, let your boss go get the flowers." ā€

"Okay." He bowed to me and Meng Jiancong, and left.

The singer soon returned to the stage, plucked the guitar strings, and began singing.

Meng Jiancong actually laughed: "This is your favorite song?" ā€

"I know it's a little old." I say.

"I love this one too." His demeanor was noticeably more relaxed than before, and I don't know why. He even hummed softly along with the singer: "aheair ......"

I asked, "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?" ā€

He said, "Because he's gay." ā€

I was stunned: "How do you know?" ā€

"Of course I do." He laughed, "Don't forget, I'm in business for all sexual orientations." ā€

"Didn't you tell me that your business wasn't your main business?"

"But I still have a little bit of eyesight." He smiled and said, "You are deliberately angry with me." ā€

I didn't speak.

He smiled and looked at me in silence.

I said, "Let's check out and go."

"You haven't finished singing the song you ordered yet."

"I don't want to hear it."

Meng Jiancong sent me to my car without saying a word all the way.

When I got to the place, I was about to get out of the car, and he took my hand and said, "Actually, I didn't go to see my grandfather."

I looked at him.

"I went to the United States." He said, "It's Qinglan who has something."

I asked, "What's the matter with her?"

He was silent for a moment and said, "This matter is about her **, I promised not to disclose it to anyone, but I promise you that I just went to help her, and there is no behavior that has an impact on the relationship between you and me."

I asked, "Don't you hate her?"

"But I have no enmity with her."

I feel like if I hold on to this, I can probably toss around, which might help us both break up. But this is too villainous, and it is clear that I am cheating.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said again: "My mother called me in the morning and asked me to go to the holiday villa in Mingyang Lake District. ā€

I couldn't help but look at him, seeing that he was looking at me, my heartbeat began to speed up inexplicably, I really felt very sorry for him, Fanyin treated me like that, I didn't want to think about betraying him until I had to, and the most disgusting thing in my heart was cheating.

I turned my head and looked out the window, and his voice came out of my ear: "I bought it for my dad because there is a fishing tournament there, and my dad likes it very much." I didn't give it to him because I wanted to pack it all up and give it to him, but I didn't always have enough money. So it was delayed until last year that I sent him. ā€

I still didn't speak.

"Before that, this house had been loaned to a few friends who happened to be in need as temporary residences, and it just so happened that my father didn't like the new house and thought that the house should be a little popular first." "When I think of this, I tell my mom that I don't have time to go," he said. ā€

I couldn't help but look at him.

Although he said it so tactfully, I could understand it completely, and he expressed two meanings, the first was that he already knew about me and Fanyin, and the second was that he also knew about me and Fanyin.

I didn't speak, but he smiled, and his expression was quite relaxed: "I think someone wants to break the marriage, or a suitor is dissatisfied, this range is quite large, we need time to investigate." Until the results come out, we can't have a wedding, lest someone release something bad for you and me at the wedding. So I'm sorry, but the wedding needs to be postponed. But if you want, we can go and get the certificate first. ā€

I was so surprised: "You still want to marry me?" ā€

"I knew you were here for this." He smiled: "You're really not clever at all. ā€

At this point, I no longer hide it: "No matter what, I have ...... with him"

"Forget it." He interrupted me, still calm, "Don't talk about it again. ā€

I said, "Your mother broke it in the morning." ā€

"It's okay." "She's still a little angry, but I'm going to convince her slowly," he said. ā€

I thought I misheard: "You mean you're going to come with me to get your certificate as scheduled?" ā€

"But the wedding has to be postponed." He suddenly laughed: "Don't you want to?" ā€

"I don't want to." I saw that he was stunned and explained, "I think it's unbelievable that you can accept this so easily." ā€

"You are framed, what can I not accept?" He looked at me with a frown: "And why do you think I'm taking it easy?" ā€

I said, "I think it's better to forget it, I don't want to get stuck in a thorn before I get married." ā€

There was no smile on his face at all: "You regret it?" ā€

"Regret what?"

"Promise to marry me." He said seriously.

"Nope." I said, "But I think if it goes that way, you're going to regret it." ā€

He shook his head, a layer of tiredness on his face: "I really don't understand your logic. ā€

I said, "It's okay if you don't understand, I don't want to get the certificate first, I want you to think about it first." ā€

He nodded and smiled, completely undisguised in his expression: "Okay." ā€

Instead, I began to feel uneasy: "Jian Cong, I decided this way not because I still love him, but because I ......"

"Good night." He let go of his hand and closed his eyes: "I'll go back." ā€

I looked at him and got out of the car.

I don't think there's anything wrong with my thoughts, and it's Meng Jiancong's complete lack of anger that makes me feel very awkward. I don't think that's how a normal man reacts to this kind of thing, even though he doesn't love me much.

In the next few days, Meng Jiancong did not contact me, and my assistant did not find out why.

I occasionally go to see my dad and talk to him about business. Sansa has always been local, and she comes every day. Probably a little jealous, whenever she came, I no longer wanted to stay in the ward, and made excuses to be busy.

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