The evening party used a slightly larger living room at home, with a round table of red paint all around people. The elders sat on the main seat, and the younger generations sat on the lower seat, the atmosphere was harmonious and the host and guests were all happy.

Most of them are men, and the topics at the dinner table naturally revolve around business events. A casual sentence is a project worth hundreds of millions and millions of dollars. Meng Jianwan was indifferent to his interest.

However, she doesn't need to speak up in this situation, she just eats and drinks.

Gradually, when the elders talked about their current situation, the topic widened with the younger generations. It seemed like a gap was drawn in the middle, and they talked about their own things.

Zhao Yichen was wearing a shirt in a suit and glanced at Song Yu picking up food for Meng Jianwan. She looked disgusted and remembered what she heard yesterday.

He stopped chopsticks and asked Meng Jianwan jokingly: "I heard from my mother that at the Xu family's full moon banquet yesterday, the young lady from the Wen family, Sun family, and Yu family jumped into the swimming pool, and her face turned pale. What's going on? Do you know what's going on?"

Otherwise, if Zhao Yichen is a sensual person, Mrs. Zhao's casual words can remind him of Meng Jianwan.

Zhao Yichen sat next to Song Yu, Meng Jianwan sat on the other side of Song Yu, and was separated by a person. Meng Jianwan turned his head and looked: "I know, what do you want to say?"

Mrs. Zhao was playing cards with Liang Rushui in the house. It should have been heard by others later, saying it to her family as a lively thing, and she didn't understand the truth.

Song Yu, who was sandwiched in the middle, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Yichen: "What does it have to do with my wife when I jumped into the swimming pool?"

The other people also came over to listen to the gossip. Yan Bei smiled and said, "What am I saying? It's a pity that Chenzi doesn't become an entertainment reporter. Let's go back to report to our company."

"Go to you." If it weren't for the distance and could not hit him, Zhao Yichenfei gave him a right hook.

Song Yu: "Answer my question first."

Zhao Yichen cleared his throat, glanced at Meng Jianwan first, and then said bluntly: "As far as I know, those three ladies had a good relationship with Meng Weixia. Meng Weixia broke her leg, and it was inevitable that they would take the accounts to their younger siblings, so... you know."

Meng Jianwan picked up the tea at hand and took a sip, silently giving Zhao Yichen a thumbs up. It was a pity to be an entertainment reporter and should be a detective.

Song Yu: "So what?"

Meng Jianwan looked sideways and patted Song Yu on the back of the head, feeling anxious about his IQ. When he said this, he still couldn't understand it.

"Zhao Xiaowu means that he suspects that the three ladies jumped into the swimming pool and were related to me." Meng Jianwan said a word and nodded frankly, "Yes, I did it."

Zhao Yichen slapped the table: "I just said I guessed right!" After a pause, he suddenly felt something was wrong, "Hey, Xiao Ba, you take care of your wife, how could she call me Xiao Wu? According to the ranking, she has to call me brother."

Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.

Why?

When she walks around the world, others call her "Sister Meng". After following Song Yu, the "Xiao Ba", she has to call someone else's brother. This is not worthwhile.

Song Yu's thoughts were still immersed in the matter related to Meng Jianwan's jumping into the swimming pool. He ignored Zhao Yichen's words and asked Meng Jianwan in a low voice: "Did you push someone into the swimming pool?"

Meng Jianwan: "No, I jumped in by myself. I said, if they didn't take the initiative, I would push them. Before I could take the time to take action, they would jump down obediently."

Song Yu: "..."

No wonder Liang Rushui didn't mention this matter to him last night. If Meng Jian really pushed others late, Liang Rushui wouldn't have mentioned a word.

Song Yu thought for a while and asked, "Why?"

"I need a reason to hit someone?" Meng Jianwan said this arrogantly, then poked his arm with the end of the chopsticks, indicating that there is no reason for hitting you normally.

Song Yu choked and wanted to ask questions. Because there were too many people at the dinner table, he temporarily suppressed his curiosity and planned to find an opportunity to ask her after the show ended.

Meng Jianwan slowly peeled the shrimp shells, and remembered Zhao Yichen's name to him, and was unhappy for a long time: "I heard that your rankings are based on alcohol content?"

Song Yu retracted his thoughts, nodded, and said with a funny look: "At the time, the young man was having fun. At the engagement banquet of the Wen family's young master, people finally got together and started playing a game of competing for alcohol."

Zhao Yichen interrupted: "Why, my brother and sister are not satisfied with this ranking?"

Meng Jianwan didn't say he was satisfied or dissatisfied. He just smiled and brought the peeled shrimp into his mouth.

Zhao Yichen said to himself: "I wouldn't be very satisfied. If I hadn't left room for the first time, I wouldn't have been ranked fifth and would have been able to make it to the top three."

Song Yu glanced at him sideways and listened to him bragging and never drafting.

Zhou Muyun is famous for not getting drunk for a thousand cups. He barely held the top three in that competition. He will get Zhou Muyun drunk first.

Meng Jianwan laughed and picked up another shrimp for herself. Song Yu wanted to peel it for her, but she refused. She continued Zhao Yichen's words and said, "It's better to have time one day. Come on, and get the rest of the people back and get the name back."

Zhao Yichen: "Okay, I have no objection."

Meng Jianwan looked at Song Yu. Song Yu knew that his alcohol tolerance was not good. If he did it again, he might not even be able to keep the eighth place. When he met her gaze, he paused for a while and squeezed out a few words: "Come on me?"

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Others: "…"

The elders happened to talk about a topic and after eating, they found that the atmosphere between the younger generations was too quiet. The master Song Xiaozheng asked with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Muyun replied without blushing and gasping: "I'm talking about the corporate plan for the second half of the year."

Upon hearing this, the elders looked at each other, smiled with satisfaction, and started talking about other topics again. The dining table regained the lively as before.

The topic of the juniors is also continuing.

Everyone was shocked by Song Yu's words, and after a while, they came back to their senses, and they all said contemptuously: "Xiao Ba, I haven't found you like this before..." It seemed that I couldn't find the adjective, and finally summarized it in a general way, "You have changed."

Thinking back to Song Yu in the past, it makes people feel nostalgic.

Everyone has an overly calm face in front of others and behind them, and they rarely say jokes. They always maintain an elegant gentlemanly demeanor. The pair of gold-framed glasses on their faces add a layer of "abstinence" skin to him. In short, he is the most serious of them.

Even Zhou Muyun, who has always been aloof, occasionally reveals another unknown side, but Song Yu has never collapsed his character.

Since getting married, he has become increasingly unconcealed his "coward" nature, and his "wife is strictly controlled" clearly.

Meng Jianwan was very calm: "It's just that he was hiding too deeply before." After all, the first time she saw him, she accurately positioned him as "the shamelessest". Instead, her later getting along with her made her discover his gentlemanly side.

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The party did not end until late at night. Drivers from various families came to pick them up. Some were still unsatisfied and held the old friend's hand and said to meet again next time. Some were already drunk and kept waving goodbye.

The night was smudged like ink, and the street lights extended to the distance. The owner watched the cars drive out of the villa gate one by one. It was not until the rear of the last car disappeared at the corner that he closed his clothes and turned back into the house.

Song Xiaozheng usually restrained himself, and he was rarely happy tonight. After drinking a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and he was spitting unclear words in his mouth. He grinned and smiled after a while, obviously he was drunk.

Liang Rushui despised him and ordered Aunt Du to cook sobering soup. He helped the person back to the room. After seeing Song Yu and Meng Jianwan standing in the living room, he saw that he was late, so you should rest early too."

Song Yu responded and went upstairs with Meng Jianwan one by one and the other. He walked behind Meng Jianwan and put his hands on her shoulder to massage her: "Are you very tired?"

Meng Jianwan neither cooked nor made tea, but just helped to entertain him. He was not tired and shook his head.

As soon as the two entered the room, Song Yu went around to face Meng Jianwan, remembering the topic mentioned by Zhao Yichen at the dinner table: "Did they mess with you?"

This is said without any end, but Meng Jianwan could understand it as soon as he heard it.

She knew that he hadn't asked questions at that time and would definitely find an opportunity to ask clearly, but it was true.

"Don't worry about women's affairs." Meng Jianwan sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and clicked into various software to read the messages.

Song Yu sat down beside her, unbuttoned her cufflinks, revealing her lean and skinny wrists, her skin was cold and white, and she could clearly see the interlaced blue veins, and the hand of the watch was rotating quietly.

"You are mine, your business is mine."

Meng Jianwan paused, threw his phone aside, and laughed at his domineering president-like statement: "Can you stop being so funny?"

Song Yu reached out and held her hand, held it in his palm and played with it: "I didn't joke with you. To be honest, what did they do to you?"

Meng Jianwan would not make things difficult for no reason. He still has this understanding of the two of them having been together for so long.

His attitude of breaking the casserole to the end was really helpless. Meng Jianwan rubbed his eyebrows and said concisely: "It's not a big deal. They talked bad things about me and my mother behind their backs."

Zhao Yichen said that those girls were close to Meng Weixia. Given the last incident, he could probably guess what they said about Meng Jiannian. Unexpectedly, they even dared to arrange the elders, which was too unreasonable.

Meng Jianwan saw his face change, and his heart also hopped.

"I didn't even take their little quarrels seriously. Besides, I've punished them. Do you show such an indignant aura? Is it because I punished them too much and cherished the goodness?"

She joked and wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but Song Yu didn't squeeze out a smile: "You just like to sing opposite me, you know that I didn't mean that."

Meng Jianwan got up and stretched his waist, held his hands together and stretched it in front of him, Xiaoxiao said casually: "This matter has been turned over to me."

Song Yu was silent for a moment and said, "I haven't turned it over here."

Meng Jianwan's eyebrows and eyes froze, turned around and looked at the man sitting on the sofa. He also looked at her, repeating the words just now, as if telling her that she had heard nothing wrong.

Song Yu's attitude was beyond Meng Jianwan's expectations, but she didn't say much. Song Yu is not a person who is not a sensible person. If he could put some pressure on him, they would probably not dare to commit it again.

——

While Song Yu was taking a shower, Meng Jianwan pushed open the balcony door and went out to get some air.

Even though the temperature warms up, it is still very cool at night. The coldness brought by the wind seems to come from all directions. The neon lights in the distance have not yet faded until late at night. The stars and colorful decorate the city.

Meng Jianwan put his hands on the carved railing, thinking about messy things in his mind, including the words of Zhao Yichen, Song Yu, and some flashes of pictures.

Finally, she thought of herself. Zhao Yichen said that Song Yu had changed, and she felt that she had changed. Since when did Song Yu care about her more and more, and she is rampant in her world.

Promising to marry Song Yu was indeed her impulsive decision. She regretted it afterwards, but later she regretted it occasionally. Recently, she has not been bothered with this matter again.

Meng Jianwan held his face, and this perception was a bit terrible.

She was thinking that she was no longer like herself, and a warm wall was attached to her back, which was the man's hard chest. He turned his head to speak in front of her ear: "I wear so little to wear here and I don't have to worry about catching a cold."

Meng Jianwan's mind was resisting his own change. He suddenly approached, and she was caught off guard and shuddered. Song Yu mistakenly thought she was cold and hugged her tighter: "Let's go in. What's so good about here? There is only a thin moonlight, not even a star."

Meng Jianwan did not respond, Song Yu's head widened in a curve and looked at her side face: "What are you stupid?"

"You're just dazed!" Meng Jianwan retreated from his arms and walked into the room.

Song Yu was wearing pajamas and standing on the balcony with a long body. He looked at the night view outside and then at the people in the room. He was confused and couldn't understand what she was thinking. Why did he get angry for no reason?
To be continued...