Chapter Twenty-Nine: What You Like and What You Like You
Mu Xinan: "...... Don't look at me like that, uncle, it's scary. β
Jiang Xiaoli was already quite serious, but now he suddenly straightened his face and looked even more serious.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."
He was silent for a few seconds, and then said only that.
In fact, not long ago, a reporter photographed him and Mu Xiangqiao eating together.
The reporter did not publish the photo, but sent an anonymous letter, scolding him for having an original partner and still raising a junior outside.
He and his ex-wife are divorced, but it has not been announced to the public.
It's not that he's afraid of affecting his career, it's just that he's a rough person, and he thinks that his family knows about it, so there's no need to talk about it.
But I didn't expect that the private life of a new nouveau riche would be photographed by reporters.
Jiang Xiaoli is worried about this matter, and he asked Mu Xiangqiao to come to dinner today, also because of this incident.
He thought that he should make it clear to Mu Xiangqiao first.
Mu Xinan's words just now made him wake up.
If he doesn't announce the news of his divorce, it is likely to hurt Mu Xiangqiao.
Mu Xiangqiao saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and said, "Let's eat first, and talk while eating." β
As she spoke, she sandwiched a cherry foie gras into Mu Xinan's plate.
"Try this, I see that their guests often eat, and it's quite delicious."
Mu Xinan stared at the red cherry on the plate, crying and laughing.
"What's wrong? Don't think it tastes? Mu Xiangqiao asked.
"But I've just eaten it." Mu Xinan said.
"Have you eaten?"
"Well," Mu Xinan nodded, "Our school classmates are having dinner here." β
Mu Xiangqiao then remembered that Mu Xinan was not brought by her, and their mother and daughter met by chance!
She asked softly, "Are you going back to your classmates?" β
Mu Xinan ate the foie gras and asked, "What, my mother is in a hurry to drive me away?" It's good to have dinner with Uncle Jiang, right? β
Mu Xiangqiao stopped talking, lowered her head, and slapped Mu Xinan's thigh.
"Uncle," Mu Xinan turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaoli, "No one else knows about your itinerary today, right?" β
Jiang Xiaoli shook his head, "Except for my driver, there is no one else." β
"Okay, let's talk, I'm going to have dinner with my friends!"
Mu Xiangqiao took Mu Xinan's hand and asked, "Will we go back together at night?" β
"Well, we should finish sooner than you, and I'll be waiting for you at the door then."
After speaking, Mu Xinan limped out.
But she didn't go back to her original private room.
Instead, stand in the hallway and wait.
In front of Mu Xiangqiao, Mu Xinan really didn't know how to tell Jiang Xiaoli about the seriousness of this matter.
It's still early for everything, and Mu Xiangqiao hasn't been scolded yet, no one thinks it's unfair for her to associate with Jiang Xiaoli.
But what if, what if it was secretly photographed by someone who knew Jiang Xiaoli?
Jiang Xiaoli doesn't care, he is a nouveau riche, and no one will say anything if he wanders around, but there is a group of men who envy him for being rich and can hug left and right.
But Mu Xiangqiao is different.
Once she was identified as a junior.
will always be despised by others.
Even if this matter is fake, even if she tries her best to explain.
Mu Xinan doesn't want such a thing to happen, and when he goes back tonight, he must analyze the pros and cons with Mu Xiangqiao.
Fortunately, a sofa was placed in the corridor, and Mu Xinan didn't have to stand.
She sat on the sofa and watched the people coming and going downstairs, feeling a little bored.
When I'm bored, I want to listen to songs.
But she didn't have any equipment to listen to the songs.
Mu Xinan had no choice but to hum by himself, slapping his fingers while humming.
I don't know how long it took, but she hummed a few songs perfectly, and suddenly a shadow fell overhead.
"What are you doing here?"
It was Shi Yanchen's voice.
Shi Yanchen found that Mu Xinan hadn't come back for a long time, thinking that she had fallen into the pit.
After a few more minutes, he thought she was gone.
But think about it, where can she go if she limps?
He felt that the private room was too stuffy, so when he came out to take a breath, he saw at a glance the person sitting on the sofa in the corridor, his mouth moving, talking to himself.
Shi Yanchen walked over slowly, got closer, and found that she was humming.
The voice is small, and the lyrics are not clear.
It's not good.
So he interrupted her.
For some reason, as soon as Mu Xinan saw Shi Yanchen, he suddenly remembered the red cherry foie gras on the plate.
She whispered, "Come out and breathe." β
"Feeling bored?" He sat down beside her.
Mu Xinan didn't deny it, "Well, it's boring, it's boring." β
"You don't like Sheng Yuzhe anymore?" He asked casually.
"I told you earlier."
"Well, I've said it a long time ago." But he didn't think it could be trusted.
As the two were talking, someone passed by in front of them, bringing with them a smell of smoke.
Mu Xinan held his breath and reached out and fanned it several times before the smell of smoke dispersed.
After slapping, she asked, "Why did you come out too?" β
Shi Yanchen avoided this question and asked instead, "You don't like the smell of smoke?" β
Sheng Yuzhe can smoke.
Mu Xinan shook his head, "I don't like it, I hate the smell of smoke the most!" β
Seeing that the hem of her skirt was a little wrinkled, she straightened it with her hands, trying to smooth it out.
"What if the person you like also smokes?"
"......" She hadn't thought about it.
Mu Xinan pursed his lips, thought about it seriously for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "Then it's better to change someone to like it." β
Shi Yanchen smiled and asked, "Is it so casual?" β
Mu Xinan stopped talking.
She's not casual, either.
"Actually, I want to find someone who likes me more than I like it, and I want the kind of person who likes me very much."
Shi Yanchen heard her say this in a very small voice.
His eyes lowered slightly, his gaze falling on her fingertips.
Her hands were on her knees, and her thumb and forefinger kept pinching each other.
For a moment, he really believed it.
"Then I wish you to find this person soon." The boy's tone was fluttering.
Mu Xinan raised his eyes to look at him.
Through the lenses, I could see his warm dark eyes clearly.
The eyes of the two met, and they were both stunned for a moment.
After coming back to his senses, Mu Xinan asked, "What about you?" Do you want to find someone who likes you or someone you like in the future? β
This is a topic about love that will be brought up no matter how long it has been.
When I was in high school in my last life, Mu Xinan talked about this with my friends in the class in his spare time.
Most people say that when they reach the age where they can fall in love, they must find someone they like.
Only Mu Xinan, she feels that what she likes is not important, the important thing is that the other party likes her enough.
Give her lots and lots of love.
Shi Yanchen listened to her question and asked rhetorically: "Why can't liking you and liking you happen to one person at the same time?" β
Mu Xinan explained: "Because I like this thing, there is a sequence." Of course, if the two happen to like each other at the same time, then I don't have anything to say. β
After speaking, she added: "But this kind of two-way rush is a plot that only exists in novels." β
Shi Yanchen: "In the novel? β
"Yes, how can there be so many coincidences in reality, isn't there a saying-'What you think is a coincidence, but an encounter carefully crafted by another person.'" β
When Mu Xinan said this, he had already regarded this world as a reality.
Later, when she thought about it, she realized that she was already an insider.
"So which one do you choose?"
When Mu Xinan asked this, there was a strong temptation in his tone, as if he must find something from the young man's mouth.
When Shi Yanchen was stared at and questioned by her like this, he always felt that he was wasting time.
He didn't understand why he had to come over, sit down, and pick up her words.
Like this kind of thing, in his opinion, worthless.
People can't satisfy themselves and are always trying to get a sense of belonging and identity from another person.
They are incompetent and hypocritical.
But it wraps such a bad nature with a layer of sugar coating called "like".
Mu Xinan waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Shi Yanchen's answer.
While waiting for the answer, she wondered if Shi Yanchen thought her question was naΓ―ve.
After all, everyone is still a student who has not been beaten by society.
But she is inexplicably stubborn today, and she especially wants to know Shi Yanchen's choice.
Finally, when Mu Xinan was about to give up-
She heard the young man say:
"If you have to chooseβ"
"Then choose what I like."