Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Song Yu is in a good mood these days, and his face, which is cold all day long, will occasionally appear with a smile.

The most outrageous thing is that when the regular meeting was held on Monday, the financial supervisor reported the budget and got the data wrong. Song Yu did not get angry, but just reminded the supervisor to pay attention next time.

This kind of thing has happened before, but what was Song Yu's reaction at that time? He criticized the person mercilessly and did not count the bonus, and he deducted all the bonuses.

More than half a month has passed since Song Yu’s public confession. I don’t know what the ending will be, but based on Song Yu’s reaction in the past few days, the company’s employees all guessed that he should be in love.

The person with the most intuitive feeling is Xie Yong. When he entered the president's office, he saw Song Yu staring at the void several times, holding a signing pen in his hand, but drawing irregular lines on the document. It was obvious that he accidentally dropped the pen when he was distracted.

That morning, Xie Yong entered the office to deliver documents and accidentally saw Song Yu smiling at his cell phone.

Xie Yong quickly lowered his head, pretending that he had not seen this scene, cleared his throat and explained his purpose.

Song Yuqu pointed at the desktop, signaled him to put down the documents, and asked casually: "What do you think when you are in love, what do two people usually do together?"

Xie Yong would not expect that one day, Mr. Song would ask this question. He paused for a moment and replied in a straightforward manner: "Date, go shopping, eat, and watch movies together."

Song Yu expressed disagreement, and these were not what Meng Jianwan liked to do.

Xie Yong couldn't figure out his thoughts and simply said in a general way: "Actually, two people who truly love each other feel happy when they do anything."

This is a bit reasonable. Song Yu was inexplicably in a good mood when he was with Meng Jianwan: "Okay, I understand, you go out."

Xie Yong breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and left the office.

He felt that Mr. Song was more difficult to deal with after falling in love than Mr. Song, who had not fallen in love. How could he answer those questions as a single dog?

When he has time, he has to tell Secretary Xiao Wang about adding a love teaching to his secretary's course...

Song Yu thought that he hadn't seen Meng Jianwan for several days, and the good mood of the last second disappeared. She didn't bring her cell phone, and he didn't even have the chance to send her a message.

This relationship is in the same city and is not far away, but it seems to be in a long-distance relationship.

However, he didn't know that Meng Jianwan had freed up half a day in the afternoon and went home first. When Mei Sixiu saw that she was thinking too much, she pulled her to ask questions. Meng Jianwan explained to her in a few words.

Mei Sixiu: "Ah? Flying the plane? Is it safe or not? It sounds so scary."

"In theory, it's very safe." Meng Jianwan lay on the rocking chair on the balcony of the room, holding a bag of dried sweet potatoes in his arms, shaking comfortably like an old lady.

This is why she would be worried when she didn't tell Mei Sixiu in advance.

Sure enough, even though Meng Jianwan said it was very safe, Mei Sixiu couldn't help but worry, and her eyebrows were gathered together: "Don't lie to me, it's safe to learn to fly a plane. If something happens, it will definitely be..."

She didn't dare to say the rest of the words, and she felt scared just thinking about them.

Meng Jianwan sat upright and carefully analyzed to her from all aspects that he learned about the safety of his flight license. He usually practiced simulators, which was not that scary.

Mei Sixiu gradually felt relieved and remembered something. She got up and walked to the bedside, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out the cell phone from it.

"The day you left home, Song Yu came to find you." Mei Sixiu handed her the phone, "Didn't you say you lost your phone? It's there with him."

As she said, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.

Meng Jianwan took the phone and pressed the lock screen key. The screen of the phone did not light up, and it turned off automatically when it was out of power. She found the charger and plugged it in, turned on the phone, and the phone was useless these days, a lot of news has accumulated.

There are also some private messages in the work group and chicken-eating group, but these are not as much as Song Yu sent alone.

Just this morning, Song Yu sent a message, knowing that she had not got her phone.

Song Yu: "I miss you."

Meng Jianwan flipped upwards, and Song Yu posted similar content almost every day, asking her what she was doing, when she would come back, and if she thought of him or something.

Meng Jianwan pursed his lips, exited the chat box, and responded to important messages first.

Mei Sixiu stood behind her and suddenly said, "It's not mother gossiping, why is your phone in Song Yu? I remember you came home that morning and said your phone was missing. You were together the day before?"

Can Meng Jianwan say that he was fooling around with Song Yu the night before? Of course not.

She put her phone on the bedside table, sat back on the rocking chair, pulled out a sweet potato from the bag and bit it, and said vaguely, "Ah, I just happened to meet it."

Meng Jianwan saw Mei Sixiu laughing and said in a mess: "Don't think about it, it's just a meeting."

Once you meet, you can put your phone on Song Yu. Mei Sixiu touched her hair and said with a smile: "You don't need to explain, I understand."

Meng Jianwan's curls were cut off before. Now his hair is soft and vertical, and the ends are naturally slightly bent inward, making him look a little more well-behaved.

Mei Sixiu helped her clean her hair while saying earnestly: "I live a dull and satisfied life now, and I don't have any special wishes. I just hope someone can take care of you more and take care of you in places I can't see."

Meng Jianwan collapsed and said "ah" and turned his head to look outside the balcony: "Why are you talking to me about these things now? Besides, I don't need anyone to take care of myself, I can take good care of myself."

Mei Sixiu said: "You always go out and go home every now and then. Where can you not worry about being a mother? If there is a man by your side, I can feel a little relieved."

Meng Jianwan didn't know how to reply, so he was silent for a moment and got off the rocking chair: "I've gone to the store."

"Ah? Are you leaving again? Are you not having dinner at home tonight?"

"I haven't been to the store for many days, so I have to inspect it for dinner... Let's talk about it then. If you have time, you will go back, and if you don't have time, you won't come back. Don't wait for me specifically."

Mei Sixiu couldn't stop her, and she saw her unplugging the charger and leaving with her cell phone.

Meng Jianwan rode a motorcycle to the nail salon. As soon as he appeared, he was surrounded by several people and asked where she had been during this period.

Meng Jianwan responded to a few words and started doing serious business. Fortunately, Tao Ran and the others all had experience. During her absence, the purchase and store activities were completed. She roughly glanced and felt relieved.

As soon as she sat down and took a breath, she heard another news about Song Yu coming in from her phone.

"Are you back?"

Meng Jianwan leaned lazily on the sofa, resting his head on the back of the chair, and raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Song Yu: "You liked Liang Yuanyuan's circle of friends!!!"

Song Yu: "You have time to like her, and don't have time to reply to your boyfriend's news?"

Song Yu: "Meng Jianwan, I think you have forgotten that you have a boyfriend, right?"

Meng Jianwan wanted to laugh, so he coughed lightly and held back, and hit him according to his words: "Oh, if you don't say it, I really forgot."

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu was so angry that he asked her patiently: "Where are you now? Home, or a nail salon? Or elsewhere? Don't be vague, give me an accurate address."

Meng Jianwan still doesn't know what Song Yu is planning. As long as she tells where she is, with Song Yu's action, she will come to her next second.

To be honest, she is not very good at getting along with this so-called "boyfriend". He keeps talking and small movements, and is unscrupulous in her world. Although he doesn't have any attack power, he invades her territory in an unstoppable manner. This makes him feel helpless and unhappy.

Therefore, Meng Jianwan did not reply to the news.

Song Yu sent a message perseverance: "I forgot to tell you that I'm almost at the nail salon. If you don't say it, I'll go to your house to find you."

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Song Yu remembered what Xie Yong said to him this morning and retelled it to Meng Jianwan: "Other couples go shopping, eat, and watch movies together. I have nothing, your girlfriend is not qualified at all."

The other party still did not reply, and Song Yu continued: "But it doesn't matter. My boyfriend is qualified enough to make up for the shortcomings."

Meng Jianwan: "Why do you talk so much?"

Song Yu: "Who told you not to respond to me?"

A moment later, a familiar car parked at the door of the nail salon. The man got out of the car and tidied his clothes with one hand, looking calm and elegant. The gold-framed glasses were decorated with broken light, which made the face extremely cold.

When he saw Meng Jianwan like Liang Yuanyuan’s circle of friends, he immediately realized that she had gone home. He came out of the company and was about to go to her house, but then he thought that if he hadn’t been home for so many days, Meng Jianwan would definitely come to the store to inspect, so he changed the route and came to the nail salon.

As it turns out, Song Yu’s guess is correct, and Meng Jianwan is indeed in a nail art shop.

Song Yu stepped onto the steps at the door and saw her. He leaned his forehead and leaned half on the sofa, holding a cell phone in his hand, holding a bag of yogurt in his mouth, lowered his eyebrows and stared at the contents on the screen, with no expression on his face.

Meng Jianwan seemed to feel something. He raised his eyelashes and moved his gaze away from his phone. He noticed Song Yu standing at the door at a glance. That night when she slept with him, all she could reach was his narrow waist and clear lines. From this perspective, his figure was indeed good, even if it was covered by a suit.

The moment she met her eyes, Song Yu's cold face melted instantly, and there was a smile on his lips: "Luckily you are here, otherwise I'll be empty again."

Meng Jianwan pinched the yogurt and swallowed a big mouthful without replying.

Song Yu was dissatisfied with her attitude and walked over to sit next to her. From the day she confirmed her relationship, it took about a week to today. When she didn't see her, she was just a simple miss. Until she saw her, the emotion surged and it was particularly difficult to suppress.

Meng Jianwan withdrew his gaze, looked at his phone, and said carelessly: "Do you have something to ask me for?"

Song Yu lowered his eyes, his voice was low, and no one else in the store could hear it, only Meng Jianwan could hear it: "What should I do? I want to kiss you a little."

As soon as Meng Jianwan tried to force his hand, the yogurt simmered out of the bag and splashed on Song Yu's face. From the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes, there were just a trace, and there were a few drops on the lens.

Song Yu: "..."

Meng Jianwan opened her mouth, but she didn't expect it to be like this. She just habitually clenched her fists and wanted to beat someone up, forgot to hold a bag of yogurt in her hand.

But things had happened, she calmed down and looked at his face calmly: "Are you so awake?"

"Meng Jianwan, you have no heart." Song Yu came back to his senses after a while. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses, and then stuffed the handkerchief into Meng Jianwan's hand. "If you can't see anything on your face, please help me."

Meng Jianwan shook the folded veil and covered Song Yu's face with a whole piece of veil: "Isn't that good? The whole face can be wiped clean."

Several manicurists in the store looked at the two of them, and always felt that the picture was imaginative.

Chu Meng squeezed his eyes and winked at Tao Ran. Tao Ran took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to ask, "Boss, are you in love with Mr. Song?"

Meng Jianwan subconsciously wanted to deny it, but Song Yu took over the topic: "Well, we are dating. Today is in a hurry, and there is something to do later. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and then couldn't help but exclaim.

"Boss! Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing?"

"Congratulations!"
To be continued...