When Mei Sixiu called, Meng Jianwan was sitting with a group of friends at a street stall for lunch and drinking beer. When she heard the words of concern over there, Meng Jianwan smiled and said, "I'm fine, I didn't come out of anger. I had too much cake before the meal and couldn't eat anything, so you don't have to worry."

After so many years, she had been arguing with the old lady, so she wouldn't be so angry that she couldn't eat because of a few unpleasant words. However, the old lady probably was so angry this time that she turned around and filed a lawsuit in front of Meng Weihuai.

Mei Sixiu thought about it and her daughter had eaten several small cakes she had baked with her own hands, so she calmed down: "Wanwan, I'll ask you a question."

"Well, ask." Meng Jianwan has always been patient with his mother.

Mei Sixiu bit her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, covering her cell phone receiver and whispered: "How are you dating the young master of the Song family?"

She met Song Yu at the banquet at the Song family that day. She had a very good first impression of him. She was tall and long, handsome, and had a thoughtful and decent conversation. The most important thing is of course that he liked Meng Jianwan.

Mei Sixiu usually doesn't go out of the gate, and she doesn't hear much of the rumors, but she also vaguely heard that Song Yu is pursuing Meng Jianwan and went to Zhuhai to watch her game...

Mei Sixiu didn't mention this topic before Meng Jianwan because she knew that her daughter had always been independent and no matter how many others said, she would not be able to defeat her own decision. If the old lady hadn't mentioned Song Yu at the dinner table, she wouldn't have planned to ask Meng Jianwan's feelings now.

"Ah? What did you say?" Meng Jianwan held a bottle of beer and turned his back to the main road. She didn't pretend to be stupid on purpose, but it was noisy on the street. She really didn't hear what was said there.

"I said, how do you feel about the young master of the Song family?" Mei Sixiu smiled softly, "I know everything. He is chasing you. We Wanwan finally have someone chased you. Can I ask me as a mother?"

Meng Jianwan took a sip of beer and glanced at the corner of his mouth. What does it mean that someone finally chased her? The people who chased her lined up from here to the Forbidden City, okay?

"I don't feel anything. I don't like him and I won't be with him. Don't mess with each other. If you're idle, read books, drink tea, and grow flowers. If you don't have any, study a few more cakes. Don't worry about my lifelong affairs." Meng Jianwan finished speaking in one breath, and felt dry mouth and took another sip of beer.

Mei Sixiu was so blocked that she burped and said nothing, and said obediently: "Oh."

Meng Jianwan threw his phone on the table, leaned over to get a skewer of grilled squid, then leaned back to the back of the folding chair, stepped on the stone pier beside him, put one arm on his knee, biting the squid beard, and shouted to the little boy standing behind the barbecue grill, "It's not spicy enough, brother, roast ten skewers, add more spicy!"

The boy picked up the white towel hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He followed the sound and was stunned for a few seconds, blushing and siring, "Okay."

Gou Sheng was used to this situation, and snorted and smiled, his eyes fell on the motorcycle parked by the roadside, pointing at the car with the bamboo stick in his hand: "Why did you buy it so quickly? Wasn't you waiting for me to choose for you?" After a pause, he praised, "Your car is really good, and the price is also good. You can buy a suite in a small county in the 18th tier."

He was busy with the opening of the club during this period and didn't take time to help Meng Jianwan choose a car. Unexpectedly, when he met again, she had already bought it. This motorcycle was a bit expensive, but Meng Jianwan was not a shortage of money. Not to mention her status as a wealthy daughter, the nail salon she opened was so large that she could make a lot of money.

Meng Jianwan picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewing it and said, "It was given to me by someone else, but I didn't spend any money."

Although she has always been careless, Song Yu bought a car and gave her away, and she still felt a little bored in her heart. She always felt that she owed others favors. The key was that he didn't want to give money. What he was thinking in his mind was that he might as well dream.

Gan Xingye exclaimed: "Sister Meng, your friend is generous enough."

Meng Jianwan remained silent.

Song Yu was quite generous and couldn't bear to buy two cups of milk tea, so she had to drink her. If it weren't for the sake of the motorcycle, she wouldn't just kick him.

The screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up. Meng Jianwan wiped the oil stains on his fingertips, picked up the phone and took a look. It was a message sent by Liang Yuanyuan.

"Sister, I'll start school the day after tomorrow. Let's have dinner together tomorrow night!" The emoticon pack of a little girl holding her chin and blinking was followed by, which was very cute.

Meng Jianwan held the phone with one hand and typed a few words back: "Tomorrow won't work, I don't have time."

Liang Yuanyuan asked: "Is sister very busy?"

Meng Jianwan: "I went to the gym to exercise tomorrow night and made an appointment with the coach. You can't put pigeons on it. The day after tomorrow, I'll treat you to dinner the day after tomorrow."

Liang Yuanyuan held her cell phone and was a little regretful when she was rejected at first. When she saw Meng Jianwan saying that she had dinner together the day after tomorrow, she immediately became energetic and replied to several words "good".

Song Yu observed her expression from the side and asked, "What are you doing? Going out to play with your Sister Meng again?"

Liang Yuanyuan sat on the sofa with her knees in her arms, shook her feet proudly: "Don't hate me so much, okay? I won't blame me if my sister doesn't play with you." What she thought of, and she smiled sweetly at Song Yu, "You transfer me a thousand yuan, I'll sell you an important news about my sister."

The small skirt she reserved was going to pay for the final payment. Although the unit price of the skirt was not expensive, she couldn't help but buy several of them. She had to match them with a bow tie of the same color. After a little calculation, she knew it was a considerable expense.

Song Yu glanced at her sideways, with a calm and unmoved look at her, showing the merchant's calmness and merits to the fullest: "If you like to say something or not, a bag can't satisfy you, right?"

Liang Yuanyuan was still too young to resist his provocation: "Okay, let me tell you, my sister goes to the gym tomorrow night, you can pretend to meet her by chance. Then, Lulu's abdominal muscles, displays arm strength, etc., which can also increase the impression point, right?"

Song Yu narrowed his eyes and looked calm on the surface, but in fact, his mind was already imagining the scene in the gym. As he thought about it, the corners of his mouth automatically raised.

He coughed softly, and instantly returned to his normal expression, and asked casually: "Which gym?"

Liang Yuanyuan looked at his phone, then looked at his face, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Song Yu: "..."

This undercover agent is really not good. Every time he inquires about the news, he is incomplete. I'm sorry for the 300,000 Hermes bag!

Liang Yuanyuan felt that the task was not completed well enough, so she quickly lowered her head, held the phone in both hands and said while typing: "I'll just ask you if I'll help me."

After a while, she got Meng Jianwan's reply and instead told Song Yu the name of the gym.

Meng Jianwan does not exercise regularly. She is a type of fishing for three days and two days of drying the net. When she thinks about it, she will ask the coach to exercise for a few hours. If she can't remember, she will forget it.
Chapter completed!