Song Yu asked the driver to drive the car back to the apartment. Meng Jianwan had no objection for the time being. She was so injured that she would definitely not go home. If Mei Sixiu saw it, she would faint from crying.

After getting off the car, Song Yu kept holding her. After opening the door, he put her on the sofa. Thinking of the inconvenience when he opened the door just now, he said, "If you have time to record your fingerprint, it will be more convenient in the future."

Meng Jianwan took off his suit, put his arm on the backrest of the sofa, nodded lazily, his eyes rolled, and looked at the furnishings in the room.

The last time she came here was at night, and the next morning she left in a hurry again, without looking closely. After a glance, she found that Song Yu's temporary residence was decorated in a very stylish manner. The floor was covered with dark black marble patterns, and the crystal chandeliers above her head were brightly lit. All the furniture was European-style, with dark colors but not gorgeous, giving people a heavy and quaint feeling.

The only disadvantage is that there is no trace of popularity, it is cold everywhere, and it looks empty and silent. You may be afraid of sleeping alone at night.

Meng Jianwan withdrew his gaze and did not see Song Yu, nor did he know where he was going.

She got up and walked to the kitchen, found the refrigerator, took out a bottle of mineral water from it, placed it on the bar, unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand, raised her head and took a few puffs.

"Wanwan?" Song Yu's voice suddenly came from the living room.

Meng Jianwan choked for a moment and made a slight sound. Song Yu Wensheng came over and held a new base shirt in his hand. He bought it for her last time. She didn't wear it at the time, so the aunt put it in the cloakroom.

Song Yu stood at the kitchen door and saw Meng Jianwan leaning against the bar, revealing a white arm, the other sleeve was intact, and her posture was very heroic. With her expression, she looked like a hero in Liangshan.

Meng Jianwan put the remaining water on the bar, and watched him walk towards him and stand in front of him.

Song Yu raised his hand and wiped the water stains on the corner of her mouth with his fingertips: "Change the clothes first." He looked at her wound, which happened to be on his right arm, and added, "If it is inconvenient, I'll change it for you."

"No need." Meng Jianwan refused decisively.

"Don't be stubborn at this time." Song Yu's tone was very serious, but his words were not very serious. "We have slept all over, and it seems that there is no need to care about these things."

Meng Jianwan glanced at him, pulled the clothes from his hand, left the kitchen, and turned around and asked him after walking twice: "Where is the bathroom?"

Song Yu led her to the bathroom and watched her in. He stood outside and waited patiently, saying uneasy: "If you can't handle it, remember to call me. Also, be careful to avoid the wound and don't accidentally get bleeding again..."

He was talking outside the door. Meng Jianwan inside the door took off the clothes that looked like cloth strips in a few seconds and put on a new base shirt. Fortunately, the clothes were loose and it was not difficult to wear, but it was a little troublesome when putting the sleeves.

Meng Jianwan sorted out in front of the mirror, opened the door, and met Song Yu's face. He looked her up and down, and then he made sure that she had no problem with her before he opened her body.

On the sofa in the living room, Meng Jianwan's cell phone rang, it was a call from Mei Sixiu.

Oh no, Meng Jianwan remembered that she told Mei Sixiu in the morning that she would go home for dinner. Generally speaking, as long as she clearly stated that she would go home for dinner, Mei Sixiu would wait for her when it was dinner time.

Meng Jianwan took a look at the time and his scalp became numb. He slowly answered the phone: "Hey, mom, I have something to do here, maybe I can't get back. Don't wait for me, let everyone eat first. Tonight? Maybe I won't go home to stay."

Mei Sixiu said in disappointment: "I personally made the sweet and sour pork ribs you like."

Meng Jianwan held his forehead, and there was no way: "Next time, I will..."

When Song Yu saw her with a tangled look on her face, she took her cell phone away. Meng Jianwan was shocked, but she heard Song Yu say to the other side with a gentle voice: "Auntie, it's me, Wanwan is with me, you don't have to worry."

Mei Sixiu felt sad the second time before that Meng Jianwan didn't come back to have dinner with her. When she heard Song Yu's voice, her face turned better in a blink of an eye.

Song Yu pressed hands-free in front of Meng Jianwan, and Mei Sixiu's gentle and smiling voice happened to come: "Ah, Wanwan is with you, then I won't disturb you."

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, said a few words to Mei Sixiu, and then waited for An Jing to hang up the phone first.

Mei Sixiu took her cell phone back to the restaurant and said to Meng Weihuai beside her: "It's not too late, let's have dinner, she won't come back to have dinner tonight."

Old Mrs. Meng looked unhappy and said in a bad tone: "I remember that it was one time, and I think she wouldn't come back to eat in the future."

Mei Sixiu pursed her lips and did not answer.

Meng Weihuai said to her: "Wanwan may have delayed something. Since that's the case, let's have a meal."

Meng Weixia sat next to the old lady, her eyes swept across Mei Sixiu's face intentionally or unintentionally, and remembered the scene she saw in the hospital in the afternoon. She endured it and couldn't help asking Mei Sixiu: "Did she say what's going on?"

Meng Qiaosen on the opposite side looked at her in surprise, as if she didn't understand when she had ever cared about Meng Jianwan's whereabouts.

Mei Sixiu was also a little surprised, but she still answered accordingly: "I called me just now. She and Song Yu were together. I guess they were dating? I didn't ask about the others."

Meng Weixia secretly said that it was true, they were together.

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Song Yu called his aunt to come over. He didn't know how to cook, so he had to ask his aunt to make soup for Meng Jianwan and stir-fry some side dishes. He specifically told him not to add chili.

After the aunt came over, she worked in the kitchen. Meng Jianwan sat on the sofa and looked at her cell phone. Song Yu got up and went to the balcony to make two calls before coming back. She sat next to Meng Jianwan and took her cell phone away again.

Meng Jianwan twitched his eyebrows and said with a good temper: "What are you doing?"

Song Yu: "You don't plan to explain to my boyfriend, how did you get hurt? Don't tell me, practicing boxing can hurt like this."

Meng Jianwan didn't want to explain, so he turned his head and ignored him.

Song Yu pinched her chin and forced her to look at him: "Do you say it or not?"

Meng Jianwan stared at him, Song Yu let go, Meng Jianwan took his phone back, pressed the screen, pressed the deactivate again, pressed the deactivate again, pressed the deactivate again, pressed the deactivate again, and then repeated several times, and simply summarized it in two words: "Fight."

Song Yu smiled angry: "How can I not know if it's because of a fight? What I want to know is the specific situation." Speaking of this, he remembered what he once said, "How did I tell you before? There are people outside of us. If you meet someone who is better than you, you, a girl will easily suffer."

It seems too late to say this now. Song Yu paused, as if he was a little weak, and he held the sofa with his hands, and promised a seat next to him, staying away from her, and sulking alone.

Meng Jianwan looked at him, but he didn't react at all. He hugged his arms with both hands. The white shirt on his body had long been covered with wrinkles, as if it was stained with the faint smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

He had a calm face, his golden-framed glasses glowing coldly, and in this dark-toned house, it was a bit scary.

Meng Jianwan rubbed his calves with his feet, and the dust on his shoes stained his trousers and didn't care: "Hey, why are you angry?"

Song Yu stared at her face: "Don't seduce me."

Meng Jianwan: "????"

Who seduced?

Meng Jianwan kicked off his short boots, climbed onto the sofa, lay down and rested, and stopped talking to him.

Song Yu looked at the feet that were pressed against his thighs, and then looked at her unchanged expression, and suddenly felt that he was angry had no effect at all.

The two of them started a cold war inexplicably in the living room. Song Yu wanted to know the process of her injury, and Meng Jianwan refused to let go.

It was not until the aunt came over and said that dinner was ready, Meng Jianwan got up, walked to the entrance with socks, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and pushed it on. Song Yu quietly carried her boots and placed them on the shoe cabinet.

The aunt felt the atmosphere was strange, so she didn't ask too much, and said with a smile: "It was a bit late when I came here, and the soup was not ready yet, so let's have a meal first."

Meng Jianwan sat down at the dining table and ate silently. The only thing she had to say was that she was hurting her right hand. It was very difficult to eat with her left hand. The rice could be digged with a spoon, so eating vegetables would be a little troublesome.

Song Yu Guang glanced at her, and took a piece of lotus root and handed it to her mouth like a compromise. Unexpectedly, his actions of showing goodwill did not bring about a grateful heart. Meng Jianwan stared at lotus root and refused to open his mouth.

Song Yu thought of the previous few times she was unhappy with eating the dishes he picked up, and smiled angrily: "Meng Jianwan, you are really stubborn. When you kiss me..."

In order to avoid his old story being mentioned again, Meng Jianwan resolutely opened his mouth and ate the lotus root, and told him with his eyes: OK, I've eaten, are you satisfied? Can you shut up?

Song Yu really shut up.

In the following time, Song Yu took care of Meng Jianwan while eating. When she saw that there was a dish she wanted to eat but was inconvenient to pick up, she picked it up. Meng Jianwan did not resist.

Meng Jianwan was full, probably because his mood had been relieved a lot, so he took the initiative to tell what Song Yu wanted to know: "Someone went to the club to make trouble, so I just went over and taught the other party a lesson."

Song Yu listened patiently and did not interrupt her.

"I didn't plan to intervene at first, just watch the battle. Anyway, the dog left enough people." Meng Jianwan said, "But the other party saw that I was beautiful and my mouth was not clean, and later he said what he wanted to get me..."

Song Yu slapped the chopsticks on the table with a "pop".

Meng Jianwan: "Damn, you scared me."

Song Yu: "..."

Meng Jianwan calmed down and said for granted: "Can I bear this kind of thing? It's definitely not possible, so I started fighting with them. Ding Jianpeng smashed me with a wooden board. I blocked it. Unexpectedly, there were steel nails on the board and I accidentally scratched it. Although I was injured in a small way, we finally won a great victory."

Song Yu didn't want to hear the consequences of the war later, and only knew that she was beaten and couldn't just forget about it.

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Sister Meng: Dog is getting stronger and stronger than Song Yu, and he becomes cold and violent whenever he disagrees.
Chapter completed!