After Lin Chunhua helped Meng Jianwan pack his luggage, he secretly gave Song Yu a look. He was afraid that he would not understand, so he waved to him again and called him to his room, intending to have a long talk before leaving.

Meng Jianwan caught a glimpse of the sneaky figures of the two of them, and was not interested in eavesdropping on the trick. He went back to the room early to lie down and sleep because he would not be able to sleep well in the car tomorrow.

The next morning, the alarm ring had just rang three times, Meng Jianwan got up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom to wash. Compared with ordinary girls, he had less makeup steps, so he cleaned up very quickly.

Song Yu also got up and changed into the burgundy suit he wore when he came. After dry cleaning and ironing, there was no wrinkle on the surface of the clothes. The tie was fixed with a dark golden tie clip, which looked elegant, and changed from a simple village entrance boy to a wealthy noble son.

Meng Jianwan glanced twice, lowered his gaze, picked up the chopsticks and concentrated on eating noodles.

Lin Chunhua looked at the two of them and sighed with emotion: "Time flies so fast. I feel like you have just returned for less than two days, why are you leaving?"

Meng Jianwan took a sip of the noodle soup: "I'll come back to see you next time."

Lin Chunhua held his face, his face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and shook his head inexplicably: "Maybe, I'm going to the city to see you."

"Hmm?" Meng Jianwan was puzzled, "I asked you to live there for a while before. Aren't you unhappy? Now you are willing?"

"No. You are getting married soon, I have to go to the city to attend the wedding." Lin Chunhua said, his eyes shining, and the sadness of parting disappeared.

“…”

Meng Jianwan and Song Yu looked at each other, and Meng Jianwan was powerless to explain, but in order to avoid the old lady waiting for the wedding, she finally waited for nothing, so she still had to explain her words.

She cleared her throat and automatically increased the volume, for fear that Lin Chunhua would not be able to hear it clearly: "Listen!"

Lin Chunhua was stunned and then nodded obediently: "I'm listening."

"Song Yu and I, we won't get married, don't talk nonsense anymore!" Meng Jianwan almost shouted at the top of his voice.

Lin Chunhua understood and repeated: "You and Xiaoyu, you will get married. When the day is set, tell me? OK, okay, I'll wait for your good news."

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu suddenly felt that there was no need to buy hearing aids for his grandma, and sometimes his hearing was good.

Meng Jianwan still had to correct it, but Song Yu lowered his eyes and looked at his wrist watch, pulling her up: "It's too late, and you can't catch the train any later."

Meng Jianwan had to give up.

After saying goodbye to Lin Chunhua, the two took the bus to the train station. The ticket for the return was booked by Song Yurang Xie Yong. Xie Yong is worthy of being a special assistant and immediately listed the best travel plan.

The two of them took the train first, took two stops to the nearest airport, and then took a plane to return to the imperial capital. This was much more comfortable than taking a train for more than ten hours.

Meng Jianwan had thought about this plan before, but he just thought it was troublesome.

After getting off at the train station in the middle, you have to take a taxi to the airport. The airport is very far from the train station, so you will miss the flight if you are not careful.

On the train, Song Yu leaned against the back of the chair and adjusted a comfortable position for himself. He crossed his legs and tapped his slender and skinny fingers on his knees, adding a bit unruly, but he smiled gently: "No trouble, I told Xie Yong that someone will pick us up after getting off the train."

Meng Jianwan turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window. The high and low wires extended to the distance, which looked like a five-line spectrum. Small houses flashed by on the roadside, and the rest were large green fields.

She supported her elbows on the window ridge, and knew that it was not an exaggeration for the president to travel and take a private plane, let alone sending someone to pick him up.

So, she has benefited from Song Yu?

Meng Jianwan was thinking randomly, and suddenly thought of something. He turned his head to look at Song Yu's side face. He was about to speak when he suddenly saw a girl across the aisle looking over frequently.

The girl was wearing a short black denim skirt, half-bunned head, with fair skin, and her exposed legs were straight and slender. She pursed her red lips slightly, pressed her fingers on her phone, wanting to speak but stopping, feeling embarrassed.

Meng Jianwan saw that the girl's mobile phone interface was a WeChat QR code with excellent eyesight. She suddenly realized that she "ah" and probably wanted to find Song Yu to ask for WeChat, but she didn't know how to speak.

Meng Jianwan was always more tolerant of cute girls and was very happy to help. She licked her lower lip, pressed down what she originally wanted to say, and instead poked Song Yu's shoulder.

Song Yu had been looking at her all the time, and raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and used his eyes to signal her to say something.

Meng Jianwan raised his chin and asked him to look at the other side.

Song Yu blinked, not sure, and still stared at her in a daze.

Meng Jianwan held his forehead and felt speechless because of his retardation, so he decided to remind him that in order not to let the girl misunderstand her relationship with Song Yu, she specially added a title: "Brother, look at the opposite side, there is a beautiful sister looking for you."

Brother, brother?

Song Yu's mind trembled, and a numbness sensation rushed straight from his tailbone to the sky spirit cover. He was fixed and he didn't hear what she said later. He focused all his attention on the name "brother".

Is Meng Jianwan knowing that her voice sounds like acting cute?

Song Yu tried his best to restrain himself, but he still couldn't help it. The corners of his mouth bent slightly, but he just smiled slightly, and his dark pupils were filled with vast stars. Gradually, his ears were dyed with crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye. He spoke, and even his voice was filled with an indelible smile: "Call me again."

"Call your sister, don't fucking laugh." Meng Jianwan was impatient and shoved him, "The beautiful sister is waiting to ask for your WeChat!"

Song Yu heard it clearly this time, turned his head along her gaze and looked at the other side of aisle.

The girl held her phone for a long time, and the phone automatically shuts down. When Song Yu saw it, she quickly pressed the unlock button and stretched out her arms and handed it over: "Hello, can you add a WeChat message?"

The girl said, and gave Meng Jianwan a friendly smile. She had heard it just now, and it was Meng Jianwan who asked her to help her.

At first she thought the two were in love, but although she was amazed by the man in front of her, she still gave up the idea of ​​contact information. Later, when she saw the two sitting together without saying a few words, she felt a little shaken. Later, Meng Jianwan called the man "brother" and reminded him to see him, and she had no worries at all.

Song Yu looked at the phone handed to him, and then thought about Meng Jianwan's enthusiasm for being a matchmaker. His face darkened, and the smile in his eyes instantly turned into coldness, and he said coldly: "Sorry, I have a girlfriend."

If it were normal, he would definitely use a gentlemanly way to refuse girls and not hurt the other party's face, but now he is really angry with Meng Jianwan's actions.

The girl was stunned for a moment, her hands hanging there, either stretching out or retracting, and her beautiful face turned pale.

Lin Chunhua is not here, and Meng Jianwan doesn't need to act with others. Her eyes go beyond Song Yu and look at the girl, ruthlessly provoking his lie: "He lied to you, he has no girlfriend."

Song Yu: "..."

The girl smiled at her awkwardly, and after thinking for a while, she realized that she might not be the type that this man likes, and he lies because he didn't want to add WeChat.

The girl bit her lower lip, withdrew her hand awkwardly, put her phone between her legs, pursed her lips, lowered her head to calm her emotions, and looked very uncomfortable.

Meng Jianwan said secretly, "She really couldn't stand the cute girl crying sadly, thinking in her heart, why not just add her friends and recommend a few handsome guys to her. Although she may not be of Song Yu's level, isn't the relationship about love just to fit her eyes?

This idea went around in my mind, and Meng Jianwan denied it again. It would be better not to do anything more. He is calming down the love pain of not being able to get married, so he probably is not in the mood to meet other men.

However, it is necessary to comfort me. Meng Jianwan tilted his body and automatically ignored Song Yu, who was separated by the two of them, and called the girl: "Hey, sister."

The girl sniffed, breathed her breath, turned her head and looked at Meng Jianwan. She had a good impression of her and forced a smile: "What's wrong?"

Meng Jianwan pointed to Song Yu's forehead and said to the girl: "Don't be sad, it's not your problem. My brother may not like girls."

Song Yu: "..."

The girl nodded her head in a vague way, her expression eased a lot, and two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, as if she was comforted by Meng Jianwan's words.

Song Yu sat upright, blocking Meng Jianwan's gaze, forcing her to look at him.

Meng Jianwan was so disgusted that he was about to push his head aside and then say a few words to the girl. He grabbed her shoulder and pushed it inward, approaching inch by inch.

It was not until Meng Jianwan's back was pressed against the angle between the car window and the seat that Song Yu stopped, leaned over and stared at her, and his warm breath blew on her face, his voice low and heavy: "I don't like girls, I like you."

Meng Jianwan wanted to kill him.

Song Yu said that he didn't like girls, but liked her. In other words, she was not a girl.

Although she is a little manly, it does not mean that she likes to be called a man. Just as she is about to get angry, Song Yu is closer to her, and the tip of her nose is almost touching the tip of her nose.

He made a deep voice, only each other could hear it: "In my eyes, you are different from them."

Meng Jianwan held his breath and pushed him away, and then said seriously: "Well, I am me, a different firework."

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu didn't want Meng Jianwan to mess with him in the future, so he left the words here: "If you introduce your girlfriend to me again, I will kiss you in public."

Meng Jianwan said, "If you dare to kiss me, I will beat you to death."

Song Yu: "Then you beat me to death."

Meng Jianwan: "…dog.pse."

The two of them took two stops and got off the bus. When they walked out of the train station, a man in a dark blue windbreaker came to help them get their luggage, and then drove them to the airport in a business car.

The driver is estimated to have decades of driving experience, and the car drove fast and steadily along the way, and the airport soon appeared in sight.

There was still some time before boarding, Meng Jianwan went to eat something first. Song Yu was not hungry, so he ordered a cup of black coffee, drank slowly, and occasionally used his mobile phone to reply to emails.

The boarding time was almost up, but he put away his cell phone. He remembered something and called Xie Yong and asked him to come and pick him up on time.

After successfully boarding the plane, Meng Jianwan sat comfortably on the soft seat and found a movie downloaded in advance from his phone to watch. He didn't know what scene he saw, and suddenly turned his head to look at Song Yu: "I remember something and forgot to ask you, what did my grandma call you into the room last night?"

Song Yu raised his head from the magazine. He was originally a little angry because Meng Jianwan introduced the girl to him. When he heard her words, his heart covered with fog was like a cloud to see the sun, and rays of sunshine were shining.

"You really want to know?" he closed the magazine and said with interest.

Meng Jianwan clicked the mobile phone screen twice, paused the movie, and said angrily: "Nonsense! Don't want to know what I'm asking you for?"

Song Yu smiled and said in a leisurely manner: "Grandma told me to marry you early. The people of the Meng family are not good to you, and she is worried that you will be wronged."

Meng Jianwan: “…”

I closed my eyes and thought I didn't ask.

Song Yu refused to let her go easily: "Do you know how I answered?"

Meng Jianwan clicked the mobile phone screen twice again, and the movie continued to play. She said lazily: "I don't want to know, please don't tell me, thank you!"

Without him saying it, she could guess what he would say to grandma.

Song Yu turned a blind eye and insisted on telling her his answer: "I told my grandma that as long as Wanwan agreed, I can marry her home immediately."
To be continued...