Chapter 65: Can't do it with a clear conscience
Fu Sheng shook his head with a small face.
Isn't that the end of it!
It's really the prodigal son of Mengzichuan who has been in the midst of thousands of flowers and has been stained with every leaf!
"Sister Wen Yao, I only chatted for half an hour before I went to get the certificate with someone...... You're not afraid of being deceived......"
Luo Wenyao sat on the other side of the swing, and when she heard the words, she rewarded Fu Sheng with a brain jump.
"I checked, he didn't lie to me."
Fu Sheng was even more desperate.
Meng Zichuan may not be lying, but he is hiding a bunch of things that cannot be said.
And......
Why did Meng Zichuan fall to a blind date?!
"The reason why I got married was because I thought the other party was suitable, or Sister Wen Yao knew that she would be coaxed today and wanted to find a shield."
Fu Sheng pinned his hopes on the latter.
But Luo Wenyao's answer disappointed her.
Luo Wenyao said, "I really think he is suitable." β
"I don't have the energy to fall in love for a few years and then get married." She hooked her lips bitterly, "In this case, it's better to gamble, get married first and then fall in love, marriage is equivalent to an inseparable bondage, maybe it is more conducive to me to invest in a new relationship." β
Fu Sheng: "......"
There is nothing wrong with this idea at all.
But!
People are wrong!
Turning his head to see Fu Sheng's sad little expression, Luo Wenyao wanted to laugh a little, "He is really good, he speaks funny, behaves moderately, is gentle and considerate, and is also good-looking, I want to try it with him." β
Fu Sheng: "......"
Can you not be gentle and considerate?
Meng Zichuan's thoughtfulness was mixed up in Fengyue Field!
With a deep sigh, Fu Sheng reluctantly expressed his support, "Okay, I hope he will be the right person." β
Showing support on the surface, she was thinking in her heart, what reason could she find to take her Sister Wen Yao away, she wanted to call Meng Zichuan and quarrel.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Fu Sheng touched the pocket of his windbreaker.
Not her phone.
Luo Wenyao took out her mobile phone suspiciously, and saw that an unfamiliar number was displayed on the mobile phone screen.
"I'm going to answer the phone." She jumped off the swing chair.
Fu Sheng waved his hand, "Go, go, go." β
Walking farther, Luo Wenyao answered the phone.
Fu Sheng took this opportunity to send a message to Meng Zichuan.
- Boss Meng, are you married?
didn't wait for Meng Zichuan's reply, Luo Wenyao, who had finished the call, came back.
Fu Sheng quietly pressed off the phone.
Luo Wenyao glanced at her, "Sheng, maybe Meng Zichuan is really my destined partner." β
Fu Sheng's eyes were full of doubts, "What do you say?" β
Luo Wenyao smiled, "He is not the blind date I made an appointment with, I recognized the wrong person, he should also recognize the wrong blind date, we got together by mistake, and we are very satisfied with each other, this kind of fate is rare like a gift from God." β
Fu Sheng: "......"
No!
She felt that Meng Zichuan just followed Luo Wenyao's meaning and said that he was also going on a blind date.
What is not fate!
Meng Zichuan just saw the color!
The more he thought about it, the more Fu Sheng had a heart attack.
Seeing that the back of Luo Wenyao's hand was a little blue, she reached out and shook Luo Wenyao's hand, which was cold.
She lowered her eyes slightly, "It's cold outside, Sister Wen Yao will go back first?" I'll make a call and go back. β
Luo Wenyao only thought that Fu Sheng was still not at ease, and wanted to call someone to check Meng Zichuan's identity.
"Okay, don't stay too long, this is the tuyere, and the wind blows and makes it easy to get sick."
"Got itβ" Fu Sheng replied in a lengthened tone.
Luo Wenyao shook her head helplessly, didn't say anything more, and turned back to the house.
Yu Xia watched Luo Wenyao walk away and lit up her phone.
Meng Zichuan didn't reply to her.
Prove that he is not available now.
She planned to sit for another five minutes, and if Meng Zichuan didn't reply to her, she would go back to chat with the elders first, and find another opportunity to call Meng Zichuan.
Counting the four minutes that had passed, a new message popped up.
- Really well-informed, my new wife and Miss Fu know each other?
After reading the message twice, Fu Sheng's forehead suddenly ached.
When his fingers poked the phone screen a few times, and when his fingertips were only one centimeter away from the 'voice call' button, a cold voice came from behind him.
"Xiao Sheng."
Fu Sheng was so frightened that his wrist suddenly lost strength.
Smack-
The phone fell on the grass.
The corners of Fu Sheng's mouth twitched, and he held on to the handrail of the swing and wanted to jump down to pick up his mobile phone.
Someone was a step ahead of her.
Pei Yanzhi bent down to pick up the phone and handed it to Fu Sheng.
When the phone is dropped, the phone screen is facing up.
was half held in Pei Yanzhi's hand and handed it to her, but the mobile phone screen was facing down.
Fu Sheng didn't know if Pei Yanzhi paid attention to the chat content on the screen when he bent over.
She took the phone and bent out a junior-style well-behaved smile, "Thank you, uncle." β
"Uncle finished talking to grandpa so soon?"
Pei Yanzhi didn't follow her words, "Xiaosheng, who is Boss Meng?" β
Fu Sheng's heartbeat slowed by half a beat.
He glanced down at the contents of the phone's screen.
Fortunately, her note to Meng Zichuan was 'Boss Meng'.
And just when I wanted to dial the voice, I unconsciously swiped the screen of my mobile phone, so that the chat content on it was the message of the last appointment.
He didn't see her asking about Meng Zichuan's marriage.
It's a blessing in misfortune!
You must know that her friendship with Meng Zichuan is also a secret that cannot be exposed for the time being!
"It doesn't matter." Fu Sheng wanted to perfunctory the past.
Pei Yanzhi leaned on the swing frame, his expression was cold, "Important!" β
Fu Sheng's well-behaved smile froze for a moment.
Looking up and seeing the coldness in his eyes, she spread rumors, "Okay, since Uncle has to ask, I'll say it directly, he has the same identity as Yu Hao." β
With this answer, Pei Yan's heart felt even more uncomfortable, "Xiao Sheng! β
Fu Sheng lowered his head and didn't look at him.
She hasn't taken any medicine for the past two days, and her mood has always been stable and peaceful.
That's because she subconsciously persuaded herself to ignore him, as long as she didn't look at him, when he didn't exist, she wouldn't be affected.
But it doesn't work anymore.
There were just the two of them around here.
Fu Sheng regretted taking Luo Wenyao away.
"Xiaosheng, your relationship with Xingmo is so good, why do you have to go outside to have fun." Pei Yanzhi softened his tone.
It's the topic again!
Fu Sheng's sense of irritability in his heart continued to rise, "Uncle, I've already explained, Ah Mo doesn't care about this, you care more about who I mix with than Ah Mo, maybe it's because you like me, so you don't like me to have an unclear relationship with other men, right?" β
The last two sentences are completely unscrupulous in the consciousness of anger.
As soon as the words came out, Fu Sheng regretted it.
"I'm sorry, I ......"
The apology was only the beginning and was interrupted.
"Yes."
The man's voice was clear and cold, but there was an unspeakable anger.
Pei Yanzhi didn't know what he was angry about.
Fu Sheng was stunned, her heart seemed to be suddenly clenched by an invisible hand, and the pain made most of the blood on her face fade.
"What did you say?" Her voice was shaking.
Facing the pair of clear fox eyes, Pei Yanzhi's throat tightened, "I mean ......"
He realized that he had said the wrong thing.
"I don't want to hear explanations!" Fu Sheng interrupted him, "I just want to know!" I just asked you if you like me, and you answered 'yes', right? β
Pei Yanzhi lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at her.
He chose to keep his mouth shut.
But this attitude has already given Fu Sheng the answer.
The pain in my heart is even more pronounced.
How long had she been waiting for this 'yes'?
From the age of 17 to the age of 25, it is a full 8 years.
With Luo Wenyao as the control group for 10 years, she always thought that she didn't like him for so long, but it has been 8 years......
Fu Sheng unconsciously bit his lower lip, desperately suppressing the tears that filled his eyes.
"Pei Yanzhi." She tilted her head, her long eyelashes twitching slightly, "You can explain." β
I can make excuses for him to blurt out 'yes'.
Pei Yanzhi still didn't look at her, only stared down at her hand holding her mobile phone with a lot of force on the back of her hand.
"I like you, but this liking is biased towards the likes of the elders over the juniors."
He squeezed out his usual gentle smile.
"Because I like you...... This junior, so I think you can live a peaceful and stable life. I mind if you hang out with those men because your relationship is a ticking time bomb, and if one day the bomb blows up, your life will be a mess, which is something I don't want to see. β
Good reason!
Tasting the smell of blood, Fu Sheng wiped his bleeding lips with the back of his hand because of excessive bite, and there was a stagnation of qi in his chest.
"Impossible!"
She viciously refuted his assumptions.
"They'll be good!"
After all, there is no such thing as an improper relationship!
"Xiao Sheng!" Pei Yanzhi didn't expect her to be so stubborn.
"Pei Yanzhi, let me ask you-" Before he finished speaking, a cold wind blew in his face.
Fu Sheng sneezed.
The tears in my eyes almost didn't stop.
Pei Yanzhi raised his eyes, hesitated for only a second, took off his coat and draped it over Fu Sheng's shoulders.
In the distance, Pei Xingmo turned his head and left.
Luo Wenyao looked at the swing frame, then looked at Pei Xingmo's back, and chose to follow Pei Xingmo.
"Pei Shao, is this jealous?"
She and Pei Xingmo are not familiar with each other, and they have never said a word.
But she was not happy, and she lacked virtue and wanted to talk to someone who was in a similar mood to her.
Pei Xingmo patted the coat on his arm, looking indifferent, "There's no need, Sheng Sheng will take the initiative to tell me what she talked to her uncle about later." β
Luo Wenyao snorted.
The words are nice, and if they are not said through the gritting of the back molars, it is even more true.
Over there on the swing rack.
Feeling the warmth of the coat, Fu Sheng was stunned for three seconds.
Then he smiled and took it off and returned his coat.
She covets warmth, but she doesn't want to do anything that makes Pei Xingmo unhappy.
If Pei Yanzhi is just an elder and dresses the younger generation out of concern, it's nothing.
However, she still can't have a complete clear conscience.
"Pei Yanzhi, let me ask you, if, I mean if, if I'm with you, if I'm clean with Shen Yi, can Shen Yi still stay by my side?"
Fu Sheng's tone was light and slow.
Pei Yanzhi looked at her in surprise and gave an answer, "No." β
Fu Sheng smiled, "Then-if I dare to divorce Ahmad, do you dare to be with me?" β
Pei Yanzhi was silent.
He couldn't answer her question.
Fu Sheng understood, smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Uncle, I know your answer, and I know my answer." β