Meng Yan was not in a hurry, "I turned on the hair dryer, but I couldn't hear it." ”

Ji Yuchen's face was even worse, "I see that you can't hear it, it's pretending not to hear, is it necessary for you, because a wedding photo dumped my face for two days?" ”

Meng Yan didn't know where he came from, so he only said perfunctorily, "You can think whatever you want." ”

She really doesn't have time to quarrel with him now, last night's soreness and numbness haven't passed, and today's experience makes her want to lie down and sleep completely.

"Okay, you really can." Ji Yuchen had never seen Meng Yan dare to talk to him like this before, nodded with a dark face, and left the stall directly.

It is estimated that he went to find Zhou Xiaoai to vent.

It's better to go, it's pure.

Meng Yan went back to the box to say hello to Ji's father and mother before leaving, during which Ji Chen's eyes had fallen firmly on her, and he did not shy away from it.

took a taxi home, took a bath, and Meng Yan directly lay down and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already early the next morning.

She stared at the message sent by Zhou Xiaoai last night on her mobile phone, inviting her to attend the music concert of Zhou Xiaoai's university.

At this time last night, I'm afraid it was the time when she and Ji Yuchen were together, and she deliberately sent it over just to find excitement?

Meng Yan replied [address]

They want to be stimulated, so she simply makes them more exciting.

When she arrived in the afternoon, Zhou Xiaoai was already waiting for her outside the door.

The university she funded Zhou Xiaoai to go to is the best international university in the whole city, and the parents of the students in it are all well-known figures in the financial circle.

Meng Yan behaved appropriately and talked and laughed with everyone.

Zhou Xiaoai followed behind her crampedly, her face becoming more and more embarrassed.

Originally, I wanted to put her together, but I didn't expect to be the one who was dried.

"Meng Yan."

On the ground, Ji Yuchen appeared.

Meng Yan pretended not to know, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why are you here?" ”

"It's me...... I want my sister and brother-in-law to come to my recital. Zhou Xiaoai took the initiative to lead the words to herself.

She laughed, meaning unclear, "Your brother-in-law still gives you face, no matter how much like me, you can't make an appointment to take wedding photos." ”

Ji Yuchen and Zhou Xiaoai secretly glanced at each other, and seeing her impermanence, Ji Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief and coaxed her shoulder, "Okay baby, today, will you go after today?" ”

Seeing that Zhou Xiaoai couldn't even laugh, she snorted lightly, which was considered a response.

At the beginning of the recital, Meng Yan was not interested in music, and patronized Zhou Xiaoai in the stands throughout the whole process and interacted with Ji Yuchen beside her.

But these two people thought they didn't see it, and it became more and more obvious.

As soon as the concert ended, I only heard that the organizer was there, and just when Meng Yan was about to drink another glass of red wine, the man's red wine glass lightly touched hers, making a jingling sound.

"Miss Meng, what a coincidence."

She raised her head and happened to crash into Ji Chen's sight.

Ji Yuchen saw that she was stunned, and hurriedly bumped her with his elbow, and leaned into her ear to remind urgently, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and drink with my uncle!" ”

Listening to his panicked tone, Meng Yan hid his disgust, clinked glasses with Ji Chen again, raised his lips and smiled.

"Uncle Ji, what a coincidence."

"Okay, don't cry, it's not that I don't care about you, isn't my uncle here, I have to help him deal with it!"

In the curtain of the recital hall, it was Ji Yuchen who lowered his voice to coax Zhou Xiaoai.

Once upon a time, Ji Yuchen also coaxed her like this, very patient, not like now, the two communicated like a cannon battle.

She chuckled softly, and her gaze fell on the business elite who was pushing glasses with everyone.

The more the old foxes talked, the more energetic they became, and they also pulled their daughter, who was only in college, to introduce them.

Meng Yan leaned against the wall, pressed the recording function of the mobile phone, and through a curtain, the process inside was white-hot, and restrained murmurs erupted.