Looking at the latest news last time, it still stayed on the matter of employee training.

Lu Qingye clicked on the input method and pondered for a long time, but he didn't come up with a complete sentence after deleting, deleting, modifying, and modifying.

The huge living room is not half noisy at this time.

Meng Chuyuan and Lin Youjuan looked at each other for a long time, and both of them seemed to be waiting for the other to speak.

After a while, it was Lin Youjuan who couldn't help but speak: "Fortunately, my call was made in time, if it was any later, the little cub might have fallen asleep." ”

"......" is really her own mother, and she is willing to disturb her son's rest so late.

Facing Lin Youjuan's angry appearance, the corners of Meng Chuyuan's mouth twitched, revealing an embarrassed smile.

Just at this moment, Meng Chuyuan's mobile phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

"See who's looking for you?" Lin Youjuan sat relatively close, and she heard the vibration just now, and was wondering if it could be her phone call just now.

Seeing Lin Youjuan's expectant face, Meng Chuyuan touched his hand down and took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

"I'll see." Meng Chuyuan unlocked his phone and soon saw the WeChat message from Lu Qingye.

Lin Youjuan was a little anxious, she stretched her neck, her eyes fell on Meng Chuyuan's mobile phone screen, and she just saw Lu Qingye's WeChat avatar, but the message at the red dot was just blocked by Meng Chuyuan's hand.

"What did he say?"

Meng Chuyuan clicked on the chat page, lowered his eyes and glanced at the message in the dialog box, and read it out calmly: "I used the scarf, it's not bad, it's very warm, thank you." ”

I don't know if Meng Chuyuan had no emotion, or if the words were not expressed well enough, after Lin Youjuan heard it, a trace of consternation flashed in her eyes, and she asked in surprise: "This is gone?" ”

"It's gone."

Lin Youjuan suddenly came up and snatched Meng Chuyuan's mobile phone away: "I'll come." ”

Meng Chuyuan: "......"

She thought that Lin Youjuan should not say anything excessive, so she let her.

After a while, Lin Youjuan returned the phone to her after editing the message and sending it out.

Meng Chuyuan took back his mobile phone, subconsciously lowered his eyes and glanced at the chat history, only to find that the message Lin Youjuan had just sent turned out to be: [That's it? My stitch-by-needle scarf, do you have such an evaluation and thank you? 】

“……”

Seeing that the other party was in the input of the other party, Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly, and turned his gaze to the initiator of the matter.

Lin Youjuan's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she was even a little proud: "I imitated your speaking style, he can't see it." ”

That's exactly what she can say.

However, after all, this scarf was not specially made for Lu Qingye, and seeing the news sent by Lin Youjuan, Meng Chuyuan felt a little weak inexplicably.

If she told Lu Qingye the truth now, what kind of story would it be?

Lu Qingye pondered carefully on the other end of the phone, and then edited the complete message: [Yes. My bad]

After reading the brief message, Meng Chuyuan thought that it would be over here, and there was no follow-up.

As a result, before a minute passed, she received the news of a large transfer from the bank, and there were 20 million more in the card.

When Meng Chuyuan saw that the name of the message remitter was Lu Qingye, she returned to the WeChat chat page and slowly put a question mark on it.

Lu Qingye: [I thought about it carefully...... I don't know what you need, you take this money, and buy what you want]

He ordered a silk scarf some time ago, and he will be able to pick it up at the store in two days.

When he wanted to keep the silk scarf and return to China, he told her in person, so he thought about transferring money to her first.

The marriage didn't start at the right time, and it was also the result of his negligence and poor consideration.

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his slender and white fingers tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone: [You already know what I need]

Lu Qingye looked confused: [? 】

Meng Chuyuan said calmly: [I am short of money in my life]

......The man who leaned back against the head of the bed caught a glimpse of the latest news popping up on the screen of his mobile phone, and his deep eyes were filled with a faint coldness.

He knows Meng Chuyuan's personality very well, whether it is in words or deeds, she can always reveal a sense of casualness.

She told the truth, never knowing how to converge.

Lu Qingye's eyelids raised slightly, and he responded in her tone: [Is it still missing? 】

As a result, after he sent this message, Meng Chuyuan did not reply for a long time.

At this time, Lin Youjuan came to Meng Chuyuan to ask about the follow-up, and the two chatted, ignoring Lu Qingye, who was waiting to sleep late at night.

"How?" Lin Youjuan leaned over to take a look, and saw the message sent by Lu Qingye in front of her, "Did he transfer money to you?" ”

"Hmm."

"How much did you turn? There weren't thousands for him to send back the scarf. ”

"Yes, tens of millions." Lu Qingye started with tens of millions every time she gave her money.

Lin Youjuan hummed lightly: "It's about the same." ”

Meng Chuyuan didn't expect Lin Youjuan to be so gossipy, and she was quite good at slandering.

By the time Meng Chuyuan remembered to reply to the message, it was already half an hour later.

After reading the message sent by Lu Qingye, she felt that half an hour was enough to make him sleep, so she didn't reply.

As everyone knows, Lu Qingye is still waiting for news, and he hasn't even laid down on the bed.

After another ten minutes, the screen dimmed and was lit up again by him, and finally his patience was worn out.

Lu Qingye made a direct phone call.

Meng Chuyuan just returned to the bedroom and was about to pack his luggage, and he was going to record a variety show tomorrow, when he opened the zipper of his suitcase, the phone rang.

She was forced to stop tidying up and picked up her phone on the table and glanced at it.

Seeing the notes on the caller ID, Meng Chuyuan was a little surprised, she raised her hand and swiped the earpiece to the answering side.

Meng Chuyuan put his mobile phone between his cheek and shoulder, pushed open the cabinet in the cloakroom, and spoke: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"Why don't you reply to messages?" Lu Qingye's words were spoken almost at the same time as her.

"What's the news?" She was so busy packing up her things that she had long forgotten the content of the last message he sent: "I thought you slept and didn't come back." ”

Immediately, a cold voice sounded over there, a little low: "I didn't sleep." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you're almost one o'clock in the morning, aren't you? Aren't you sleepy? ”

She remembered that Lu Qingye was going to sleep, and then she was delayed by her mother's phone call.

Lu Qingye: "I'm not sleepy. ”

He has always been the only one who reincarnates other people's news, and he has never waited for someone else's reply, but he didn't expect the wait to be so tormenting.

He couldn't hold back just now, so he could only call.

Meng Chuyuan sighed lightly and said indifferently: "Because I didn't reply to your message?" ”

At present, all she can think of is this, and she subconsciously blurted it out.

"......" was suddenly guessed as a result, and Lu Qingye chuckled inexplicably.

Is it so obvious?

Taking advantage of Lu Qingye's lack of words, Meng Chuyuan picked up his mobile phone and flipped through the last chat history.

(End of chapter)