After a heavy snow, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees. A few days ago, Meng Jianwan stayed at home and didn't go out. He got up early that morning. After breakfast, she put on a down jacket and gloves, looking like she was about to go out.

Song Yu grabbed her hand: "Do you want to go to the nail salon?"

Meng Jianwan pulled out his hand and sorted out his long hair that was pressed into his collar: "If you don't go to the nail salon, you're so tired. Go out for a while." She looked him up and down, and finally put her eyes on his lap, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "You just stay at home and don't go anywhere, it's important to recover from your injuries."

Song Yu watched her zipper the down jacket to the top and left casually, a little inexplicably.

Half an hour later, he saw Meng Jianwan in a stadium or a stadium on his mobile phone, and drooped his eyes. She really went there for a leisurely manner.

In fact, Meng Jianwan went to the racing stadium. This racing stadium was rebuilt from a stadium and was only recently built, and the name on the map has not been changed yet.

The snow on the track melted, and there were only a few clusters of snow-white on the lawn, and the sun shone on it, emitting bright light.

Gou Sheng stood in the cold wind with his sleeves closed, his nose was red and he was almost frozen into a fool. He shouted at the person who was getting closer and closer to him: "Sister Meng, why do you think of practicing driving?! You don't have to worry about riding a motorcycle in the middle of winter!"

The answer to him was a sharp roar of motorcycles. The car whizzed past his eyes, almost turning into a bolt of lightning, and the short hair above Gou Sheng's head was standing up.

Gou Sheng silently gave a thumbs up.

Meng Jianwan ran a few laps, stopped the brakes, supported her feet on the ground, and took off her helmet. She wore a protective helmet and was wearing a protective suit, but she didn't feel that it was too cold, but the wind was too strong, which affected her performance.

Gou Sheng rarely saw her so serious and guessed, "You want to participate in the competition?" He seemed unable to understand and hissed, "Didn't you participate in four-wheelers before? When did you become interested in motorcycle racing?"

There is no doubt that Meng Jianwan likes motorcycles, and he also knows that she has never participated in motorcycle competitions. He is really curious about why she suddenly started training.

"Stop talking nonsense, help me to time, I'll run a few more laps." Meng Jianwan put on his helmet again.

Gou Sheng patted his chest, as if saying that he was wrapping it around me.

Meng Jianwan ran a few more laps, but his speed was still not ideal and he could not achieve his goal. She could only comfort herself that she had not practiced for too long and could not become fat in one bite. This was already great.

After leaving the field, she went to the nail salon.

There were as many customers in the store as ever. Meng Jianwan visited and sat down to order milk tea takeout for everyone.

Tao Ran said: "Boss, you haven't been here for a long time."

Meng Jianwan basically stayed at home to take care of Song Yu some time ago. He came here occasionally, took a quick look and left. After doing so, he really didn't sit down and checked the business carefully. Anyway, she was not very competent as a boss, and everyone used to it.

"Isn't this here?" Meng Jianwan was holding a cup of milk tea in his hand and looked through the list.

After serving a group of guests, Tao Ran and Chu Meng sat down to rest, pinched their shoulders, Tao Ran looked at Meng Jianwan and said, "What are you busy with recently?"

The people in the store didn't know about Meng Jianwan's kidnap, and naturally they didn't know about Song Yu being injured and hospitalized. Meng Jianwan didn't plan to tell them, and he lies: "I'm busy preparing for the wedding."

The atmosphere was quiet for a second, and a surprise and unexpected scream broke out in a flash: "Ahhhh, you are finally going to hold a wedding!!!" The screams were so loud that they scared the customers in the store. They didn't know what was going on, and they looked at them blankly.

Meng Jianwan was also shocked by their reactions and almost choked herself. He looked up at them, but he was very confused. She, the person involved, was not so excited. Why were they so excited?

Tao Ran's eyes were bright and her tone was full of longing: "I wanted to attend your wedding very early, but I never heard of when you will hold it. I thought you didn't plan to do it anymore."

Chu Meng nodded in agreement, just like her thoughts, she always felt that she could not imagine the handsome and domineering boss walking on the red carpet in a white wedding dress. Beauty must be beautiful, but it may not match her personal style. I don’t know what will happen then, so I’m looking forward to it.

Meng Jianwan curled the corner of his mouth. He had no plans to do it. Isn’t Song Yu insisting on letting her satisfy his wish?

"When is it? Can we participate? Can we be bridesmaids? I have never been a bridesmaid for anyone." Chu Meng was excited and blinked at Meng Jianwan, hoping to attend her wedding tomorrow.

Meng Jianwan said "hum", supported his jaw and thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Next year, the specific time has not been decided yet. If you want to be a bridesmaid, just be a bridesmaid."

"Yes, there are not a few days left at the end of the year. Besides, it is not very convenient to hold a wedding in the middle of winter. The imperial capital is quite cold unless you go abroad." Tao Ran said excitedly.

Meng Jianwan shook his head: "I won't go abroad, it's too much trouble."

"It's good in China." Tao Ran nodded, "No matter where I am, I think Mr. Song will definitely give you an unforgettable and grand wedding."

Meng Jianwan lowered his head and opened a book again: "No, just be simple." Although that's the case, with Song Yu's temperament, she nodded after so long, and he would let go of his hands and feet. She just hoped that the process would be a little less complicated.

“…”

Tao Ran and Chu Meng looked at each other, and they were a little speechless. Other girls all hoped to have a grand and unforgettable wedding, because it was only once in a lifetime. Their boss was better, and the request was to be simple, but to put it bluntly, they were afraid of trouble.

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In early December, Meng Jianwan accompanied Song Yu to the hospital to remove the plaster. After examination, he recovered well. After the plaster was removed, Meng Jianwan watched from the side and found that his injured right leg was obviously thinner than his left leg.

Meng Jianwan looked at his legs that were asymmetrical several times repeatedly, and wanted to laugh a little: "I feel like I have found a new way to lose weight."

Song Yu didn't laugh, but the doctor in a white coat was amused by her, and even said to Song Yu: "Mr. Song's wife is really interesting."

Song Yu doesn't want to talk, is that interesting? She just laughed at him in a different way, she is just a slut.

The doctor explained: "This is muscle atrophy caused by not moving the right leg for a long time. It is reversible. Slowly resuming exercise can be the same as before. There is no big problem, so don't worry too much."

Song Yu knew this common sense, pursed his lips and nodded, put down his trouser legs, stood up and walked, and then threw down his crutch. He was a little uncomfortable for a moment and walked very slowly.

Meng Jianwan walked over and supported him with great insight: "Take it slow, don't walk too hard all of a sudden." The doctor left the clinic without any other explanation.

The doctor looked at the backs of the two people and smiled, thinking that he didn't have to be so careful. The bones had grown strong and there would be no problem walking normally.

Song Yu walked to the corridor, put his hand on Meng Jianwan's shoulder, and still walked slowly. Meng Jianwan didn't know what he was doing now, whether he could walk normally or not. She turned her head and looked at him and suggested: "Or you should use crutches, why do I think you are not walking very steadily?"

Song Yu remained silent, and his body suddenly tilted to the side. Most of the weight of his body was pressing against Meng Jianwan. She quickly wrapped her back around him and leaned against the wall to support him: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

There are handrails on the walls of the corridor. In order to provide support for passers-by who are inconvenient to walk, the handrails are pressed against Meng Jianwan's waist. She supported one hand on it, looking nervous: "You are..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu lowered his head and kissed him. He bent his mouth and said softly, "I'm fine." A patient and nurse passed by in the corridor, looked at them, lowered their heads and smiled.

Two seconds after the words were finished, Song Yu stood up, walked forward a few steps, and took a few steps back, his actions were no different from normal people. Meng Jianwan then realized that he had just fooled him and punched him several times in anger.

Unchanged from death!

Song Yu smiled and didn't dodge, holding her hand and walking towards the elevator. There was no way, he just liked to see her nervously look at him, which was really addictive.

"Wanwan, what do you want to eat at noon? We won't go home."

Meng Jianwan ignored him and pulled out his hand.

Song Yu: "Wanwan, let's not go home tonight, stay in the apartment."

In Meng Jianwan's mind, the words "go to live in the apartment" seemed to have another meaning. She immediately rolled her eyes and punched him again: "You are dreaming!"

Walking into the elevator, Song Yu wrapped her shoulders from behind and coaxed softly: "Don't be angry with me, are you unhappy if I'm cured?"

Meng Jianwan glanced at him, with a cold expression and said leisurely: "I think you are still a little cuter when you are lying on the bed and can't move."

Song Yu: "..."

In addition to them, there were two young nurses holding medical records in the elevator. They were stunned when they heard Meng Jianwan's words, looked at each other, and thought it was not surprisingly wrong.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Song Yu and Meng Jianwan walked out of the elevator, and the two young nurses blushed and talked: "What do you mean by what she said?"

“…Don’t ask me, I don’t know anything.”

On the way back, Meng Jianwan was naturally driving. Song Yu sat in the passenger seat and entered the location of a restaurant in the navigation: "It's almost noon, let's go for a meal."

Meng Jianwan took a look at the navigation and had no objection.

The car stopped in front of the red light, Song Yu smiled and held her hand, turned to look at her, and said softly: "I can finally prepare for our wedding."

Meng Jianwan had just said casually in the store, "preparing for a wedding". At this moment, he was shocked when he heard his words and looked at him steadily: "The wedding will be held next year, so will the preparation be started so early?"

Song Yuxiao: "Of course, there are a lot of things to prepare for at the wedding."

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Xiao Ba: Either don’t do it, just make a big deal!
Chapter completed!