Chapter 302 I didn't see how reserved you are(1/2)
Meng Jianwan reached out to block the moment Song Yu's face approached her: "Can you stop being a hooligan anytime and anywhere?" She was tolerant of him, but he never knew how to write the word "satisfaction". He was very shameless when he became more and more arrogant.
"Is it a hooligan to kiss my wife?" Song Yu pondered for two seconds, with a serious tone, "I never seem to have heard this before."
Meng Jianwan choked for a moment. Before he could figure out how to fight back perfectly, he grabbed the vacancy, lowered his head quickly, and successfully steal the fragrance.
“…”
Meng Jianwan only felt a black shadow swaying in front of her eyes, and the touch on her lips was about to leave. When she raised her eyes, she saw the man's slightly proud smile, which was a secret joy of stealing fragrance. She had nowhere to vent her anger and stepped on him.
The group of people were playing on the first floor, and the third floor was silent, and there was no sound at all. Song Yu's pain and breathing sound were particularly clear.
"Wanwan, even if you want to step on me, you will be a little merciful." Song Yu looked down at his shoes, which had a clear shoe print on it. When he thought of the kick she kicked in the afternoon, he felt no longer beautiful.
Meng Jianwan disagreed: "You make mistakes first, how can you blame me?"
Song Yu looked down and looked again: "I step on you, will you hit me?"
Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows: "You can give it a try."
Song Yu: "I'm joking with you, why am I willing to step on your feet?" He raised his glasses on his nose, smiled gently and had a bit of ruffianity, and his gentle and scum temperament was more in line with him.
"Can't you go down?" The two of them stood on the empty third floor and chatted strangely, feeling like they were having an affair. Meng Jianwan was struck by his own thoughts.
Song Yu took out a tissue from his pocket, squatted down very carefully to wipe the tips of his shoes, and then stood up and looked at her: "Go downstairs."
As soon as the two of them walked to the corner of the stairs, they heard two people talking on the second floor. Meng Jianwan paused, lay on the handrail of the stairs, tilted his head and looked down. It was Yan Bei and Xue Haoyue, and they seemed to be talking about things.
Song Yu's eyebrows moved, grabbed Meng Jianwan's arm, and whispered: "Stop and go down a little longer and let them finish their words."
Meng Jianwan frowned: "We will not interfere with their speech when we go downstairs."
Song Yu laughed at her for being confused, grabbed her hand, pulled the person back, and said in her ear with a light voice: "Are you sure they are talking about business?"
Meng Jianwan paused and asked in confusion: "Do you know that what they are talking about must be a private matter?"
Song Yu directly pointed out: "Xue Haoyue likes Yanbei."
Meng Jianwan was stunned for a moment, she really didn't know about this.
Actually, Song Yu didn't know at first, but he was very accurate in seeing people. After contacting them twice, he understood them all. Then he thought about the bets Xue Haoyue had with him, and he guessed her intention. She wanted Yan Bei to care.
Unfortunately, in Yanbei's heart, his business empire is more important than anything else.
Meng Jianwan leaned against the wall, tilted his head to look at Song Yu's expression: "How come you know everything?" He knew all this secret private matter, and she couldn't help but guess, "What Yan Bei told you?"
"I guess Yan Bei himself may not know Xue Haoyue's thoughts." Song Yu put one hand in his pocket, looked down at her, and said leisurely, "As for how I know, of course it can be seen through my eyes. Do you think I don't understand Fengyue like you?"
Meng Jianwan heard the ridicule in his tone, and stretched out his index finger and poked his chest: "Who are you talking about?" He spoke, and if he didn't attack people like this, why didn't she understand Feng Yue?
Song Yu supported her other hand on the wall next to her head, turned her head and looked downstairs. The two were still talking. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Meng Jianwan.
The lights in the corridor on the third floor were on. Under the bright lights, her eyes were bright and charming, and her head was tilted and she looked a little more innocent and cute. Due to dissatisfaction, her mouth pouted slightly, and she might not even notice that she had pouted.
Song Yu moved his mind, and the hand that was standing on the wall was around her neck, took the other hand out of her pocket, and hugged her waist. Meng Jianwan was regained his thoughts by this ambiguous posture, subconsciously licked his lower lip and held his arm with both hands: "What are you nervous about? If you do this, I will shout."
Song Yu suddenly turned his face and smiled, and said in anger: "What are you calling?"
Meng Jianwan blurted out the words just now. Now when he recalled, he realized something was wrong and it was easy for people to think of some scenes.
"I don't know how long they will talk." Song Yu said.
"so what?"
"So, let's find something interesting to do."
Meng Jianwan looked at him incredibly. Is the interesting thing he said was to hide in the corridor and kiss her? She didn't find it interesting.
"Don't refuse me."
After saying that, Song Yu lowered his head and pressed it on her lips, pried open her teeth, and drove straight in. He shouldn't have had so much to say to her, just kiss her directly.
Meng Jianwan was resistant inside, but he pressed her between the wall and his chest. She wanted to struggle, but was afraid of making a big noise to attract the attention of the two people downstairs. She raised her foot and wanted to step on him, but Song Yu noticed it first and got closer to him, and her slender legs pressed against her legs.
Meng Jianwan felt that he was tied up and all his senses were concentrated on his lips.
Downstairs, Xue Haoyue's arms were folded, and she held the elbow of the other with one hand, and her posture was loose and casual. She was indeed a private matter with Yan Bei, but not a beautiful topic.
"Xue Haoyue, I thought you had something wrong with you when you liked Su Can's Weibo last time." Yan Bei said, "I don't believe you said you were not in love, but I asked your agent, and she said you were very close to Tan Qiusheng recently and had a meal at his house. Just now, you also said that he was going to pick you up after filming the movie. Are you in love with him?"
Xue Haoyue was stunned and didn't know how to prove her innocence for a moment.
In the past, she was an unknown supporting role in the company and longed to get his attention. Today, she has become a trump card in the company. He has indeed noticed her and even asked his agent about her love life, but she is not happy at all.
"No." Xue Haoyue said lightly.
Yan Bei lowered his eyes and glanced at her. The girl was not low, but she usually wore high heels when she saw her. Now she was wearing slippers and looked petite and cute.
"You don't have to hide the truth from me just because I am your boss. If you are afraid that I will tell you, you will hide the truth from me." Yan Bei lowered his voice, which was a kind of temptation. "I hope you will tell the truth more than you are in love."
Xue Haoyue frowned: "Mr. Yan, what should I do to believe that I am not in love? Tell me, I will do it."
Yan Bei was speechless and could not lift him up in one breath.
"If there is no, there is nothing, just make it clear." He said goodbye, "Don't bother me. This is a question that a boss should care about, and I need to understand clearly."
Xue Haoyue smiled bitterly: "I'm not young anymore. Even if I fall in love, it's nothing. At most, I won't be public. I can't wait until I'm out of breath and have no value before considering the major events of marriage. At that time, I'm afraid no one wants me."
Yan Bei didn't know if it was his own illusion. He always felt that there was something in Xue Haoyue's words. As for what was hidden in the words, he didn't seem to understand very well.
Xue Haoyue: "It's getting late, so I'll go downstairs and call me to ask if Teacher Tan has finished filming."
As she said that, she turned around, no longer looked at Yan Bei's face, and walked downstairs with her slippers.
Yan Bei looked at her thin and thin back and gradually moved away. After hesitating for a few seconds, he stepped downstairs, blurted out, "I'll drive you back."
Xue Haoyue paused, her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. Then, she thought of something, turned her head and pursed her lips and smiled: "Have you forgotten? You have drunk and can't drive."
Yan Bei was impulsive and asked to send her home, but he really didn't expect that he had drunk alcohol.
The two went down from the second floor, and several female celebrities in the living room turned on the headlights and started playing cards. When the two came down from the upper floor, they looked at each other openly and secretly, and they couldn't tell in the company. It turned out that Mr. Yan and Xue Haoyue had such a good relationship.
But it can be understood if you think about it. Who made Xue Haoyue a well-known money tree in the company? Just making a movie can bring hundreds of millions of returns to the company? Take Xue Haoyue’s previous movie for example. Jiarui Entertainment is an important investor, and the returns you receive can be imagined.
If they were the bosses of the company, they would treat Xue Haoyue differently.
Xue Haoyue didn't pay attention to their eyes and took out her cell phone from her bag. She saw Tan Qiusheng calling her twenty minutes ago.
She walked to a quiet place to pick it up, her voice soft and soft: "I'm sorry, I didn't carry my phone with me. I just saw the caller ID."
On the other side of the phone, Tan Qiusheng said in a gentle tone: "It's okay, I'm still on the road. Is it over there? I may be there in about ten minutes."
"good."
Xue Haoyue hung up the phone, turned around and saw Yan Bei standing behind her, looking at her from a distance, with her eyes a little complicated and difficult to tell.
She pursed her lips, took her coat, sat on the sofa, and waited with her head hanging down.
Meng Jianwan and Song Yu got down from the upstairs. Yan Bei looked at him, not knowing what he thought of, his eyes flashed slightly: "You are upstairs?!" He didn't notice it, and he thought they were in the chess and card room.
Song Yu knew what his subtext was and said casually: "We were watching the scenery on the balcony on the third floor, what's wrong?" He said this to reassure Yan Bei, saying that they didn't hear any gossip. In fact, he and Meng Jianwan had never heard the conversation between Xue Haoyue and him.
Meng Jianwan glanced at Song Yu quietly and sighed secretly that this man's ability to lie was admirable.
Yan Bei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, it's just a little unexpected."
After saying that, he didn't understand his behavior, and he and Xue Haoyue didn't say anything shameful, and there was nothing else to hear about it. What was he concerned about?
After waiting for a while, Xue Haoyue's cell phone rang again, and it was Tan Qiusheng who had arrived outside the villa.
Xue Haoyue stood up, draped her fur coat over her body, and used her hands to hook out the hair in the collar. Her face was full of Korean makeup, and a simple move could not hide the beauty.
She carried her bag and faced Yanbei, and said politely: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for the New Year's Eve dinner. I will leave first if there is a notice tomorrow."
Meng Jianwan held his arms and watched the show. Before Song Yu broke up with her, she really couldn't see anything before she picked up Xue Haoyue's feelings for Yan Bei, but once she accepted this fact, she felt that every word and look of this woman had a different meaning.
Yan Bei asked knowingly: "Is it Tan Qiusheng here?"
Xue Haoyue nodded: "Yes."
"Since you're here, let him come in and sit for a while. The chef is preparing for the midnight snack." Yan Bei raised his chin in the direction of the kitchen.
Xue Haoyue hesitated for two seconds and rejected his invitation for Tan Qiusheng: "No need, Teacher Tan will have to film tomorrow, which is not convenient to delay his time."
Yan Bei was silent.
Tan Qiusheng will not waste his time when filming tomorrow, so sending her home is not a waste of time? The relationship between these two is indeed unusual. Even if they are not in love, they are in an ambiguous period.
Meng Jianwan found that it was interesting to observe Yan Bei's expression, but she didn't quite understand one thing. Does he like Xue Haoyue or not?
She was curious and couldn't help but poke Song Yu's arm: "Aren't you angry with golden eyes? Look at whether Yan Beixi likes Xue Haoyue."
Song Yu looked at Yan Bei, then looked at Meng Jianwan, who was a little excited, and thought to himself that she would have put this thought on him.
"I can't see this."
Meng Jianwan frowned and was dissatisfied with his answer: "Aren't you very good at judging people?"
"Wife, you still don't understand men enough." Song Yu made a serious popular science, "Men's feelings are inherently implicit, and sometimes possessiveness and liking are difficult to distinguish. Perhaps Yan Bei only treats Xue Haoyue with a child-protective attitude. Think about it, one of them is the boss and the other is the company's money tree. Of course, Yan Bei doesn't want Xue Haoyue to affect her work due to emotional matters."
Meng Jianwan thought: "What about you? I don't see how subtle you are."
"...Well, there are differences between men and men, and they cannot be generalized."
"I think you're just fooling me."
To be continued...