"What did you say?" Meng Jianwan thought he had heard it wrong, so he took his ears to answer his question: "What are you kidding? How could I like Song Yu?"

Xu Zhan didn't say anything, and drove quietly along the way, sending Meng Jianwan back to Meng's house safely.

The banquet was over, and there were guests in groups of three or three, and Xu Zhan had no need to get off the bus. He said good night to Meng Jianwan, watched her walk up the steps and turned around and left.

The temperature seemed to drop a few degrees than before leaving the door. Meng Jianwan was blown by the cold wind and woke up a lot. Her hands were retracted into her sleeves, rubbed her arms, and entered the house with her mind full of confusing thoughts.

While going upstairs, she took out her cell phone and sent a message to Song Yu: "Where are you?"

Song Yu asked back without answering: "Are you back?"

Meng Jianwan's fingertips hung in the chat input box, deleted the words "I'm waiting for you in the room" that had just been typed out, and re-entered: "How do you know I'm out?"

Song Yu snorted coldly, holding back his temper and continued to type: "When I called you, I heard the sound of vehicles passing by, and I guess you went out."

He wandered around outside the banquet hall and didn't find Xu Zhan's car, so he didn't have to ask Meng Jianwan in this way, and confirmed that she and Xu Zhan left together.

The two of them left the room full of guests and traveled together on early autumn nights. It sounded so romantic, it was simply a feeling of elopement.

Song Yu sent a voice over, with a sarcastic tone: "It turns out that if you don't reply to my WeChat, you are going out for a leisurely life. You will be happy when you stay with others. It's hard to say something to me, right?"

When Meng Jian opened the voice later, he could hear Song Yu's strange tone clearly through the current. Is he... losing his temper at her?

Sorry, she has always been a person who is soft but not hard. If others are hard, she will only be harder than others: "What does it matter to you if I am happy or not? It's not difficult to talk to you, and you don't know what's wrong with yourself?"

Meng Jianwan kicked open the door and pressed the switch on the wall next to the door. The lights fell down and illuminated every corner of the room.

She walked over and sat on the sofa, pulled out a lollipop from the box under the coffee table, tore the wrapping paper with her teeth, and bit it into her mouth. The sour and sweet taste made people feel a little better.

She crossed her legs and thought of Song Yu's tone just now. When she bit her teeth, the candy in her mouth broke in half, half fell on the tip of her tongue, and a candy stick was stuck on the other side.

She was already in a state of irritability, so why did Song Yu come up to make trouble?

"I'll go find you right away, find out my clothes." Song Yu didn't want to argue with her anymore, and went straight to the point.

Meng Jianwan threw down his cell phone, got up and walked to the closet, found Song Yu's T-shirt, trousers, and... underwear, and threw them on the sofa, intending to stuff them to him when he comes.

When Song Yu passed by the living room, only one aunt was bent over and wiping the table. He greeted him politely: "I have something to do with Wanwan."

The aunt stood up, looked at him for a few seconds, and said, "She just came back and was upstairs."

"Thank you." Song Yu nodded and stepped upstairs.

He had been here once before, and he knew how to find Meng Jianwan's room, stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

Meng Jianwan guessed that it was Song who met him. He rolled his eyes, picked up the clothes on the sofa, and opened the door.

Song Yu was already full of anger, but now he saw her and stopped.

Meng Jianwan was wearing a dark green sweatshirt, covering her buttocks, jeans wrapped around her straight legs, and black leather boots were worn on her feet. The laces were dispersed, and she didn't care, just letting them hang around her feet, not afraid of falling on her laces.

Song Yu sighed, helpless.

Meng Jianwan handed the clothes in his arms forward, held the door frame with his other hand, and raised the lollipop stick at the corner of his mouth, looking cynical: "Take it and leave quickly, I'm busy playing games with others, and I don't have time to pussy with you."

Song Yu smiled angry and called himself "Master" in front of him, and she really dared to say it.

"Please put away your clothes, I suddenly don't want to take them away." Song Yu said.

Meng Jianwan: "????"

Song Yu guessed that Meng Jianwan might be scolding him for being sick again, and the corners of his mouth bent and leaned over to her: "I think I may stay here in the future. Wouldn't it be very inconvenient if I don't bring clothes? So, it's better to stay here."

Meng Jianwan: "You want to die again, right?"

After saying that, she threw her clothes on his face and covered his head. Just as she was about to close the door, Meng Jianwan suddenly heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the stairs.

"Wanwan?" Mei Sixiu stood on the top of the stairs with a bowl of steaming noodles, staring at the two of them with a dull look.

Most of the guests left, and only a small number of relatives had not left yet. Meng Weihuai was talking to them. Mei Sixiu thought that Meng Jianwan might not have eaten at night, so she went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles and served it. Unexpectedly, she saw Song Yu here.

Are the two of them flirting?

Song Yu trembled all over, and he hurriedly took off the clothes on his head, calmed his expression, stood attentively, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have changed. He called the aunt respectfully, and then defended his behavior: "Don't get me wrong, I'll come to Wanwan to get something here and leave immediately."

This sounds like there is no silver here.

Mei Sixiu had no intention of blame, and smiled gently. Just as she was about to ask him what he had to take, she saw a pair of black underwear falling from the pile of clothes Song Yu was holding and landing at his feet.

Song Yu: "..." I'm dead! Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Meng Jianwan: "..." Mom is mentally retarded!

Mei Sixiu looked at the underwear on the ground and felt familiar. She walked closer and took a closer look and recognized it. It was the one that Meng Jianwan pulled out from her hometown a few days ago when she helped to pack her suitcase.

She asked Meng Jianwan’s origin of this underwear at that time. What did Meng Jianwan say?

This is a girl's underwear. I have a friend named Xiaoyu, who is more than 1.8 meters tall...

Mei Sixiu suddenly realized and her eyes fell on Song Yu. It was obvious that his height was indeed more than 1.8 meters. So, what Meng Jianwan said about "Xiaoyu" refers to Song Yu?

"Xiaoyu?" Mei Sixiu tilted her head, still feeling unbelievable.

During the time when Song Yu stayed in Meng Jianwan's hometown, he was used to calling this name. He subconsciously said "ah" and only after answering, he realized something was wrong.

However, it was too late for him to explain, because Mei Sixiu's eyes turned from calm to shock when she looked at him.

Mei Sixiu looked at Song Yu for a moment, and then her eyes circulated between the two. She subconsciously stayed at the stage when Song Yu pursued her daughter, but her daughter had not agreed. In fact, these two people had developed to... Mei Sixiu lowered her head again and looked at the black underwear lying on the ground, thinking uncontrollably.

Mei Sixiu's face was red and she looked at Meng Jianwan: "Wanwan, you..."

"Stop, it's not what you thought." Meng Jianwan interrupted before she could finish her words. He picked up his underwear very calmly and calmly and stuffed it into Song Yu's arms.

Song Yu: "..."

How did you pick up my underwear without changing your face?

Song Yu's heartbeats like a drum beat at this moment. It would be fine if he doesn't have an image in front of Meng Jianwan. Isn't he going to put down his airs when chasing girls? But in front of his elders, he has always been an elegant gentleman, with a moderate approach to advance and retreat. Seeing this scene completely ruined his image!

Meng Jianwan chewed the candy in his mouth, looked at Song Yu with an indifferent look: "Do you have something to do?"

"No, no." Song Yu was so nervous that his tongue was knotted. His eyes didn't know where to look, and he was stunned, like a puppet carrying a thread.

Meng Jianwan took the bowl from Mei Sixiu's hand, mixed it with chopsticks and quickly made a ball of noodles: "If you don't have it, leave, I won't leave you for dinner."

Song Yu regained a little bit of his mind, nodded to Mei Sixiu, restraining the awkwardness that surged, and said, "Auntie, then I'll leave first, come and visit again next time I have the chance."

Meng Jianwan took a bite of noodles and raised his eyes to glance at him. Do you still dare to come and visit him?

Mei Sixiu brushed the hair in her ears and pointed downstairs and said, "I'll give it to you."

"No, it's windy outside, so aunt should stay in the house." Song Yu helped off his glasses, feeling that he would sweat on his forehead if he didn't leave.

Mei Sixiu did not persist and said with a smile: "Then you pay attention to safety on the road."

"Okay, goodbye aunt."

Song Yu hugged his clothes, as if he was holding a hot potato. He walked downstairs quickly. When he reached the third last step, he met Meng Weixia who came in from outside.

Meng Weixia looked up at him. Before she could say anything, Song Yu left by mistake and strided out of the main hall.

The man finally left. Meng Jianwan turned back to the room with the soup soup, placed the bowl on the coffee table, pulled a cushion and threw it on the ground, sat on it and lowered his head to eat noodles.

Mei Sixiu followed her in and stood two steps away from her. Her almond eyes were curved and she was smiling slightly beside her lips, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Meng Jianwan knew what expression was on her face at this moment without looking up. He ate and said, "Don't ask anything, Song Yu and I are not that kind of relationship."

Mei Sixiu said "Oh", but she couldn't help but ask the question she cared about the most: "Song Yu accompanied you back to your hometown to see your grandma, right?"

Meng Jianwan put his back against the sofa behind him, stretched one leg straightened and bent one leg. He used chopsticks to stir the soup with only a few pieces of noodles: "Yes."

Mei Sixiu curled her lips and smiled.

Meng Jianwan was extremely helpless. She raised her hands high, really afraid of the association ability of these people, so she could only raise the white flag to surrender: "Okay, although the 'Xiaoyu' I told you that day was indeed Song Yu, but in fact we were not together, so you and that Mrs. Song don't have to be too happy too early."

Mei Sixiu dragged her tone meaningfully and said with a smile, holding her cheek, "What do you mean, can you be happy later?"

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Mei Sixiu stopped teasing her, picked up the bowl of soup left on the coffee table, and looked at her slowly and said, "Just make your own decisions about this kind of thing. No matter what, my mother will support you."

After saying that, Mei Sixiu left the room.

Meng Jianwan collapsed on the sofa and touched the phone beside him. When he saw Song Yu sending her several more messages, he had turned on the message to avoid disturbing, and the phone had not ringed.

Song Yu: "Your mother didn't misunderstand anything, right?"

Song Yu: "Please help me explain to her."

Song Yu: "...I'm a little panicked."

Meng Jianwan burst into laughter.

You are so panicked that you didn't think so much when you came to find her blatantly.

Song Yu is indeed a little nervous now. This is different from being in his hometown. His grandmother and his neighbors all thought that he and Meng Jianwan were boyfriend and girlfriend, and some even thought that they were unmarried couples, so it would be harmless for him to do extraordinary things occasionally.

Mei Sixiu is different. She knows that his relationship with Meng Jianwan has not reached that point. Therefore, in Mei Sixiu's eyes, he is at most a "son-in-law reserve" and any small matter may affect her view of him, thus disqualifying her "reserve" status.

Song Yu doesn't want to be deducted from his future mother-in-law's impression points.

Meng Jianwan knew that he was panicked and ignored him and asked him to go alone, so he could use this to remember for a long time.

She got up and moved for a while, preparing to take a shower, and accidentally noticed that the gift box she threw on the table was a gift from Song Yu.
To be continued...