Chapter 137: Investigating the Qin Father and Son
Wang Yi didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing to see Du Yu again at this time. He nervously pushed open the door full of wind chimes and saw Chen Meng sitting quietly in the compartment. Du Yu estimated that he was called back by the old man, and there were only baristas and waiters who changed to the afternoon shift in the store. These people were all picked by Du Yu himself, and they didn't go through Wang Yi's hands, and they didn't need to ask the old man what he meant, so they didn't know who Wang Yi was, they just regarded them as ordinary customers who came to the store. Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, casually ordered a cup of Mingqian Longjing, and did not take the initiative to step forward, just sat diagonally opposite Chen Meng. Cats become lazy in the afternoon and rarely come out when they sleep in the cat litter. The Scottish Fold cat that Du Yu liked was kept in a glass isolation room in the middle of the coffee shop. He has rarely brought anything he likes to his home in recent years, and even in the past few years, the old man has urged him to go on a blind date, but he is lazy and doesn't care about anything. What to say to learn from the ancient Huo Quai, first start a business and then start a family. was spit back by the old man.
Du Yuzhi is like a stand-in for Wang Yi. Because of Du Yu's unenterprising spirit, he created the terrifying Wang Yi of the Du family. He didn't know if Du Yu had recovered his previous memories like him, and he wasn't sure if Du Yu would rob Chen Meng with him. The only thing that is certain is that for so many years, Du Yu has never done a bad thing. He is the cleanest person in the Du family.
Du Yu's absence is of course the best thing. Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and the tea was brought up, the raw materials were authentic, but unfortunately it was not made by Du Yu himself, so it did not brew the mellow sweetness of this kind of tea. He deliberately changed into a very ordinary short-sleeved trousers, and sat there like a very homely little man.
After Chen Meng's positioning was sent, he began to wander and think about some messy things. Her copywriting plan was only half written, and she completely forgot that her brother asked her to keep an eye on Du Yu, and when she came back to her senses, she found that Du Yu had long been gone. She refreshed her phone, and there was no new news. Maybe this man works far away, and it's rush hour, how can he arrive so quickly. Chen Mengru comforted herself, completely unaware that her "Mr. Wu" was sitting diagonally across from her. She lowered her head to code, and Wang Yi secretly photographed her side face, but the light in the room was not bright enough, and the mobile phone automatically turned on the flash. Chen Meng subconsciously looked back and was startled.
"Mr. Wu", who she was still thinking about just now, was sitting diagonally opposite her at this time, holding her mobile phone seriously, as if he wanted to take a picture of her.
"Don't move," Wang Yi saw Chen Meng turn around and motioned for her to continue sitting there, "Smile." "Wang Yi is serious.
Chen Meng smiled subconsciously and was slapped down by Wang Yi.
"What, show me." Chen dreamed of snatching Wang Yi's mobile phone, but Wang Yi deftly dodged it, "Your photo is in my hand, and I will have a handle in my hand in the future haha." Wang Yi was triumphant.
"Why are you so naΓ―ve?" Chen Meng was helpless, "Why didn't you tell me when you came?" β
"It's nothing, I just don't think I want to bother you with writing." Half of the company's affairs were handled and handed over to Wang Yi, who was the highest adjudicator of the Du family except for the old man, actually put down his work and waited here for a little girl to finish writing. No matter who you tell about such a thing, no one will believe it.
"I didn't write anything, I just didn't have an idea." Chen Meng closed the laptop and stretched his body that was about to stiffen after sitting there for a long time, lying lazily on the table like a cat, "I don't know what to think about." β
Wang Yi walked over and touched her messy hair, "Let's go, I'll take you to a big dinner." β
"What a feast?" Chen Meng glanced at him, "It seems that all the work that is so busy is to eat." Save a little. β
Before she officially became a girlfriend, Chen Meng had already started saving money for Wang Yi and her "Mr. Wu".
"It's okay." Wang Yi held her hand, her hand was very soft, like a cloud in the sky, "You said it's good to eat anything." β
Chen Meng often comes to this area, and most of the cultural restaurants by the West Lake are aimed at tourists, the taste is not authentic, but the price is very expensive. In order to promise her brother to complete the task of "spying" Du Yu, she came over every day for a while. After a long time, she found that in the alley next to the cafΓ©, there was a Wenzhou meatball shop opened by an old grandmother. Four or five yuan, add you a big bowl full of soup, the soup is the kind with seaweed and shrimp skin, the taste is light and light, very delicious. Chen Meng eats in this shop, and he has a good relationship with his grandmother.
"There's a great shop, the owner is super nice, I'll take you there." Chen Meng was like a little tour guide, holding Wang Yi's hand seriously.
In the small alleys by the West Lake, lush trees grow. When the sun shines, you can see dappled shadows, and in the evening, the local residents carry vegetable baskets home to cook, and the old alleys are full of life. It was a very inconspicuous little shop, hidden between repairing old appliances and a small grocery store, with only a white sign of wood that read: Wenzhou Specialty Snacks in red brush letters. The old grandmother was cooking soup outside the store, and when she saw Chen Meng coming over, she smiled, "Little girl, still have a bowl of meatballs?" Chen Meng looked at Wang Yi, who was walking behind her and being led by her, embarrassedly, "No, let's have two bowls today." Bring a friend. β
She entered the room, found a place, and motioned for Wang Yi to sit down, "Trust me, it's definitely worth the money." β
Wang Yi has met countless girls. With the most expensive bags of the season from luxury brands, you must eat at the most punctual restaurants in Hangzhou, such as Thai, Indian or French restaurants, and the most well-behaved one also ordered a steak flown in from Australia. The beautiful dining environment, just the right lighting, and the bright makeup of the woman are the most common scenes for Wang Yi who walked in the Fengyue Field. He never thought that he would meet such a girl, almost without makeup, with unkempt hair and even occasionally unkempt, very seriously holding his hand, coming to such a small shop, and inviting him to a bowl of warm meatball soup.
There seemed to be a fine stream of water passing through his heart, gentle and gentle, which was a feeling that Wang Yi couldn't say. He was quietly fiddled with by Chen Meng, one moment to wipe the table under his arm, and the other to put the spoon and chopsticks into the hot water and stir it. When Chen Meng cleaned up everything, in front of him was the boiling water scalded cutlery, the steaming meatball soup and a plate of just the right side dishes.
Wang Yi took a sip of soup, the weather was already slightly cold, and it was very comfortable to drink a bowl of such warm soup in the evening. The meatball soup is not the elastic meatballs in the supermarket, it is made by the grandmother herself by rolling the dough balls, which is soft and glutinous and delicious.
"It's so comfortable." Wang Yi looked at Chen Meng, "But ......" He took a spoon and quickly fished out two large balls from Chen Meng's bowl, "I always think that the ones in your bowl are more delicious." He laughed like a teenager.
"Boring." Chen Meng also smiled shallowly, "Hurry up and eat it, otherwise it will be cold." β
There was also no entertainment after dinner. Chen Meng and Wang Yi just held hands like this, walking lazily like a couple on the street. The evening breeze by the West Lake is particularly gentle on people's faces. I used to drive by in a hurry, and I hated the traffic jams here. But this time, Wang is no longer part of the army of traffic jams. He took Chen Meng's hand and circled around the West Lake unhurriedly. In the distance, the bustling commercial street and the night of the star square, the bright lights seem to be a mirage out of reach. There are people running at night around and hurrying by. At night, projection lights are installed on the willow trees by the lake, and the ground is lit up like an upside-down Milky Way. There was an aunt dancing with the tape recorder in the small square, and Chen Meng let go of her hand and shook it to the rhythm of the music.
"You're going to jump this." Wang Yi was worried that she would fall, and wanted to let her bounce and play by herself for a while.
"Of course, my grandmother would do that." Chen Meng grinned, put the bag and laptop in Wang Yi's hand, "I'll show you." β
It is a song "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" by the Phoenix Legend, and the dance choreographed by the aunts is soft and beautiful, and the arms are swaying like tender willow branches. Chen Meng's coordination ability is not very good by nature, and what seems to be a simple action becomes ridiculous in her hands. Wang Yi stood aside and smiled uncontrollably, "Chen Meng, you can do this, so coordinated." He said the opposite.
Chen Meng ignored him and jumped to himself, "Yes, it's very coordinated, you see how well I dance." She was not ashamed and was proud.
Wang Yi pretended to be embarrassed and angry, and pouted, "I don't want to say that I know you." However, this did not discourage Chen Meng's enthusiasm, she simply created some new movements by herself, and danced to the beat of the music, very happy. Some of the aunts who were watching the excitement around came over and looked at Chen Meng like children. Wang Yi looked at it dotingly, as if it was a rare treasure.
"Let's come along." Chen Meng smiled at Wang and said with a grin, Wang Yi was carrying Chen Meng's bag in one hand, and Chen Meng was holding it in his hand. He stared at Chen Meng's beautiful collarbone, as if he was smiling.
"You...... What to laugh at? Chen Meng pursed his lips, "It's so strange, you're a person." β
"I'm thinking," Wang Yi couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, "I really want to dance with Chen Meng like this until I am eighty years old." β
"......" Chen Meng glanced at him, his face was a little red, "He really deserves to be a veteran of the rivers and lakes for many years." β
"That's what you think of me?" Wang Yi raised an eyebrow.
"Uh-huh, otherwise someone hasn't met a few times, so they will make the girl happy." Chen Meng stood still, her eyelashes drooping, the summer evening breeze blowing on her red face, and fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of her forehead.
"And are you happy to be coaxed?" Wang Yi circled Chen Meng with one hand and gently shifted the topic in her ear.
"Hmph......" Chen Meng had no confidence, symbolically wanted to break free from him, and was firmly trapped by Wang Yi like this, in summer, it was a little hot.
"I'm a very regular person." Wang Yi briefly concluded, "Go to bed early and get up early every day to ensure that you are energetic. β
Chen Meng didn't understand why Wang Yi suddenly changed the topic, she poked the corner of Wang Yi's clothes, and replied nonchalantly, "It's amazing, I can't go to bed early and get up early like this." β
Chen Meng writes manuscripts all year round, does copywriting planning, and sometimes changes to the early hours of the morning for the requirements of customers.
"Would you like to go to bed early and get up early with me in the future?" Wang Yi squeezed her hand and said. Chen Meng's hands were soft and comfortable to pinch. It turned out that he diverted the topic in order to say such a love sentence.
"Ah, but that sounds hard." Chen Meng didn't hear the hidden meaning of Wang Yi's words, but still said with a smile, "Just look at my dark circles, I know it, I'm the kind of ...... who can't get rid of the habit of staying up late for 10,000 years."
At this angle, Wang Yi could just see Chen Meng's eyes, and he leaned down and kissed him at once. Chen Meng's mouth was softer than her hands, greasy and slippery, like the first time she had eaten mousse cake.
Chen Meng's brain was hot, she felt Wang Yi's tongue stick in, and then the whole person was stunned, not knowing what to do at all, not knowing whether to refuse or take the initiative to cater. She breathed and swallowed desperately, in exchange for Wang Yi's more intense lip and tooth impact, she seemed to be able to feel the taste of Wang Yi's body, and the feeling he gave Chen Meng as a whole person...... It's reassuring. Chen Meng was stunned for two seconds, and the second before closing his eyes, he thought that it was over, and the first kiss was snatched away like this.
"In the future, you will go to bed early and wake up early with me." Wang Yi wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of her forehead, and said to Chen Meng, who was still with her eyes closed, "You are not allowed to stay up late." β
"Why......" Chen Meng protested slightly.
"I'm going to feel distressed. I can't bear to let my child's mother work so hard. β
Chen Meng seemed to have a strange feeling in her heart, she didn't know whether to resist or delight, the only thing that was certain was that she was not disgusted.
"Ah, is that so?" Chen Meng's heart was soft, like 10,000 ants crawling past.
"Are you willing to have a relationship with me on the premise of marriage?" Wang Yi took the opportunity to kiss the corner of Chen Meng's mouth, the corner of Chen Meng's mouth bloomed with a smile, and she threw the question back to Wang Yi: "Then what do you think?" β
"I think it's good." He gave Chen Meng a positive hug with his backhand, "Very good, very good." β