The color of the sports car is very conspicuous. Song Yu didn't need to ask where Meng Jianwan parked the car. He glanced at it and saw it. He hugged her and walked over to the car door before asking, "Where is the car key?"

Meng Jianwan took it out of her pocket in a daze and untied the car lock. Song Yu stuffed her into the passenger seat, took the key from her hand, and walked around to the driver's seat.

"Are you going home or going to the nail salon?" Song Yu asked while wearing his seat belt.

Meng Jianwan was sleepy and supported his forehead with his hands. He had no intention of placing him with hugging her without agreeing, nor did he have the energy to continue fighting wits and courage with him. He said lazily: "Go back to the nail salon."

Song Yu reminded: "Safety belt."

Meng Jianwan squinted his eyes and pulled the seat belt buckle.

Song Yu started the car and headed against the wind in the dark night. The car was very slow and did not develop the real advantage of this sports car. I don’t know if it was because I wanted to stay with Meng Jianwan for a longer period of time, or if I thought she was drunk and worried that she would feel uncomfortable when she drove too fast.

"I heard you just now, what happened to the Miss Yu family messing with you again and again?" Song met her and said, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the car.

From the rhetoric of both parties, he learned that Yu Lezhi intended to collide with the waiter and wanted Meng Jianwan to be injured, but she mentioned "double and twice", which shows that Yu Lezhi had offended her before.

Meng Jianwan leaned comfortably against the back of the chair, burped, and said impatiently: "Why are you doing so much? What's your business?"

"Aren't I curious?" Song Yu stepped on the brakes before the red light and glanced at her, "By the way, I'm not sure?"

Meng Jianwan played with the zipper on his clothes with his fingers, and pulled it up in boredom, and said carelessly: "I scolded me there before, but I forced me to apologize, but I did not change my mind. He deliberately hit the waiter, trying to make me beaten to the bloody head."

Fortunately, Meng Jianwan did not receive any harm, but no matter who this kind of thing happened, it is very innocent and infuriating.

Song Yu wanted to comfort her, but she didn't seem to need comfort when she didn't care.

The green light was on, and the car continued to drive forward. Song Yu pulled his tie loose and let it hang it around his neck in a messy manner. Suddenly, "Does your sister...be interested in me?"

As a man, he can sense certain eyes even if he doesn't care about them.

The previous few times I met Meng Weixia, she said openly and secretly that Meng Jianwan was not the case. He only thought she was targeting Meng Jianwan, but later he felt something was wrong.

"Ah?" His topic was too jumpy, and Meng Jianwan didn't turn around for a moment. He slowed down half a beat before he kept up with the rhythm. "Ah, you are quite charming. She had a fight with me several times for you. To be precise, she quarreled with me unilaterally, and I usually don't bother to pay attention to her."

Meng Jianwan said so much, but Song Yu grabbed a point and repeated it with a low smile: "You said I... are quite charming?"

"Have I said this?" Meng Jianwan narrowed one eye, as if he had lost his memory.

"You said it." Song Yu's tone was firm.

Meng Jianwan's mind was a little dull. After two seconds, he remembered that he had indeed said such things, but Song Yu clearly misunderstood. She corrected: "I mean, in Meng Weixia's opinion, you are very charming. It's not that I think you are charming. Please don't be so passionate."

"I don't believe it." Song Yu was full of confidence and said confidently, "You are just right and wrong."

Meng Jianwan licked his lower lips and looked at the side face of the man in the driver's seat. He was so angry that he had no place to exhale: "If it weren't for the fear of a car accident, I'll hit you with one punch."

Song Yu: "Sorry, I like to live in a beautiful dream and can't wake up with one punch."

Meng Jianwan: “…”

After waiting for a while, Song Yu didn't hear Meng Jianwan speak again, and turned his head to look at her. The soft light and smile in his eyes had not yet dissipated, so when he looked at her, there was an inexplicable affection, as if he had liked her for a long time.

However, Meng Jianwan always felt that Song Yu's feelings for her were just as those women said, and it was just a whim and felt fresh.

She never took it seriously. She usually quarrels with Meng Weixia. She said, "Song Yu loves me so much." It was just to anger Meng Weixia and she said it on purpose. She never thought so in her mind.

"Look at what I'm doing, look ahead!" Meng Jianwan came to his senses and shouted at him.

Song Yu: "I'm watching, you suddenly made a sound and scared me."

Meng Jianwan suddenly thought of Meng Weixia's words, and as Song Yu's eyes slowly changed, she didn't know what was wrong, she blurted out: "Don't you think it's too much for me to bully that woman named Yu?" Forgive her for not remembering the name of her, she only heard Meng Weixia say that she is from the Yu family.

Song Yu answered without thinking: "I didn't think it was too much. I know you were responsible and would not do anything randomly." After pausing, he smiled and said, "Your sister doesn't understand you, I understand you."

"You know..."

The word "fart" was not said, but was swallowed by Meng Jianwan. She turned her head to the car window, no longer looking at Song Yu, leaning against the back of the chair and closing her eyes to rest.

Song Yu said to himself: "Wanwan, you are most likely to be soft-hearted."

Not only that, she is also very cute. She is just a shallow surface that others know.

Meng Jianwan pretended to be asleep and remained silent.

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Song Yu went on a trip on October 6th and stayed abroad for a week before returning. Before he could find Meng Jianwan, Liang Yuanyuan said that she flew to Shenzhen to participate in the competition.

It was too late to watch her match again, so Song Yu could only focus on work and wait for her to come back.

After Xie Yong knocked on the door and entered the president's office, he first reported the progress of some important projects, followed by the recent schedule, and finally he mentioned it lightly: "Mr. Song, there is a man named Xiang Zhenghai in the lobby on the first floor to look for you, and he arrived an hour ago."

Song Yu took off his glasses and pinched his nose bridge, leaned back on the back of the chair, feeling a little tired, and didn't find this person in his mind: "Who?"

Xie Yong thought to himself that this was true. The man named Xiang Zhenghai was probably here to make connections, and he said that the president could not know such a person.

However, he still reported on a routine basis: "Xiang Zhenghai said that he was from Xiangjia Village. He chased wild boars with you and ate popsicles with him. He also affectionately called you 'Xiaoyu'. Are you funny? "

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu thought for a moment and finally remembered. Xiang Zhenghai was the son of Liu Meijuan, the aunt next door. Before he and Meng Jianwan left, the aunt came over with a large piece of pork, hoping that he would help find a job for Xiang Zhenghai in the city. For Meng Jianwan's sake, he agreed at the time.

Liu Meijuan thought that Song Yu needed time to handle some work. After all, it was not easy to arrange work these days, so she asked her son to come to him later.

After a while, Song Yu was busy with everything, so he threw this matter behind his mind. If Xiang Zhenghai hadn't come to him, he might not have remembered it.

Xie Yong was still grinning there, feeling that he heard the funnyest joke this year. How could Mr. Song chase the wild boar? It was so funny.

Song Yu put on his glasses again, turned a cold face, put the signature pen on the table, crossed his hands to look at him, and said sinisterly: "Is it funny?"

Xie Yong noticed something was wrong with his emotions, put away his smile in one second, and put on a serious expression: "It's funny... or not?" He didn't know how to answer.

Song Yu ordered: "You go and tell the Human Resources Department and let Xiang Zhenghai participate in the training first. After the three months expire, he will be given a position at the headquarters."

He had a rough understanding of Xiang Zhenghai's education, which is the most suitable arrangement for him at present.

Xie Yong took his life and silently left the office. While walking towards the elevator, he worked hard to digest a fact in his heart - Mr. Song really chased the wild boar.

Of course, no one dared to tell this matter, and calmly went to the Ministry of Personnel to explain the work.

Soon, Xiang Zhenghai was successfully taken to the Human Resources Department to report to, and saw the president's name - Song Yu on the company's internal website.

At that moment, Xiang Zhenghai's expression seemed to be struck by lightning. Everyone in the village thought that "Xiaoyu" was a clerk sitting in the office, but he never thought that he was the boss of a large group.

Xiang Zhenghai took advantage of the break from going to the toilet and called his mother to explain the situation.

Liu Meijuan spent most of her life in Xiaoshan Village. She had never heard of Shifeng Group. No matter what her son said, she refused to believe it. She just asked him to work hard with Xiaoyu and not be fired again.

Xiang Zhenghai: "..."

In desperation, Xiang Zhenghai remembered the WeChat that he had added Meng Jianwan to the village before. The two of them were neighbors after all. Although they usually had fewer contacts, he felt it was necessary to ask her for verification at this time.

"It's getting late, I'm Xiang Zhenghai, I'm here at Shifeng Group. Your husband is the president of Shifeng Group? Is this true? Xiaoyu is Song Yu?"

Meng Jianwan just woke up when he saw the news. His eyes were glaring, staring at the screen for a while, and replied: "Song Yu is indeed the president of Shifeng Group, but he is not my husband. Please make it clear before you talk about it."

In fact, Xiang Zhenghai already believed in the fact that "Xiaoyu = Song Yu = President of Shifeng Group", but because he was too shocked and eager to tell others, he asked Meng Jianwan to verify it.

After receiving Meng Jianwan's affirmative reply, Xiang Zhenghai's heart slowly calmed down. As for her denying her relationship with Song Yu, he also understood quite well. After all, he was embarrassed to tell people everywhere as the president's wife.

Xiang Zhenghai: "You need not say anything, I understand everything, I will keep the secret for you."

Meng Jianwan: "??? What do you know?"

Xiang Zhenghai: "Xiaoyu is a low-key person, and you are also very low-key. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you being the president's wife. They are all from the same village, so I promise to keep the secret for you."

Meng Jianwan: "You were bribed by Song Yu?"

Xiang Zhenghai replied honestly: "No. I haven't seen Xiaoyu since I came here... Oh no, I will change my words to Mr. Song in the future. I won't tell you now. I want to participate in the training with my colleagues. This job was arranged by Mr. Song for your sake. I will definitely do it well in the future and live up to his cultivation! Thank you again for your wife. It's my blessing to be a neighbor with you for three lives!"

Meng Jianwan: “…”

This idiot, stop working, it’s my luck to know you for many years.

Meng Jianwan was still in a hotel in Shenzhen. She just finished the competition yesterday. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash, took out her suitcase after coming out, and slowly started to pack up her things, preparing to go out for a walk today and fly back on tomorrow's plane.

As soon as she plugged a jacket into the trunk, her phone rang. She sat cross-legged on the carpet, answered the phone, dragging her lazy tone: "Hey—"

"It's me." Song Yu's voice came through the receiver, "Didn't you give me a note?"

Meng Jianwan took down the phone attached to her ear and took a look. It was indeed a string of mobile phone numbers without notes. She didn't look at it before answering the phone.

She pressed hands-free, threw her phone on the bed, and said, "What's the matter?"

Song Yu seemed to smile because he couldn't hear it very clearly because he was through the current: "Oh, I can't call you if I have nothing to do? I want to ask you, when will you come back? I miss you."

Meng Jianwan picked up a T-shirt and suddenly heard this sentence. His fingers trembled. The T-shirt fell into the suitcase and pressed on the stack of already folded clothes.

After a while, Meng Jianwan found his mind and smiled and scolded him: "Why are you going crazy?"

Song Yu insisted: "You haven't answered me yet, when will you get off the plane? I'll go over and pick you up."

"No need." Meng Jianwan has no habit of being picked up by others. He is used to traveling around the country and freely, and prefers to be alone and unrestrained.

What else Song Yu wanted to say, suddenly he heard a knock on the door from Meng Jianwan.

Meng Jianwan got up from the ground and opened the door. The person knocked on the door was the racer of this competition. He was tall and handsome. I heard that he was a little star who had filmed online dramas. Many female audiences at the scene were his fans, and they came to watch the competition. The support was quite spectacular.

The racer's surname is Song and his name is Song Dongli, and he lives in the same hotel as her.

Song Dongli held her hand on the door frame, smiled and greeted Meng Jianwan, and then explained her purpose: "Do you want to have a meal together tonight? Several other racers are here, and they all want to know you. A few days ago, everyone was busy with competitions and had no time to communicate, so today is just enough to relax."

Meng Jianwan is tomorrow's flight, and when he had time, he didn't refuse: "Okay, call me then." This is why she is a friend from all over the world. If she is interested, she can make friends.

Song Dongli took the opportunity to take out her mobile phone: "Add WeChat to let you know the specific time."

Meng Jianwan turned back to the room, grabbed the phone from the bed, and found that the screen of the phone was still on, indicating that it was on the phone.

Over there, Song Yu's voice came clearly: "Meng Jianwan, I seem to hear the man's voice. Who? Are you not in the hotel?"

The door was a distance from the bed, and Song Yu could only vaguely hear the male voice on the phone. He couldn't hear clearly what the two said.

Meng Jianwan didn't know whether it was intentional or said casually: "Oh, a super handsome little racer, come here to invite me to have dinner together tonight."

After saying that, she didn't give Song Yu a chance to ask questions and hung up the phone directly.

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Xiao Ba: I'm endlessly jealous and depressed
Chapter completed!