Xuezhu hates people who say she is lazy since she was a child.

She just wasn't that diligent.

But she felt that the "lazy bug" Meng Yuning mentioned was not really scolding her.

Instead, she is quite happy with her lazyness.

During the meal, He Zhengyue and Zhong Zihan were gone to liven up the atmosphere on the dining table. The two of them ate tacitly. Although it was a manifestation of good education, they were inexplicably awkward.

Xuezhu bit her chopsticks and looked up at him.

As a result, he was caught and hurriedly lowered his head, but heard him laughing and saying, "Is the food delicious?"

She nodded randomly: "Ah? It's quite delicious."

He nodded: "Then it seems that my face is quite good."

Xuezhu was so ashamed that she was dying, but she still responded with cleverness: "That's right, it's more than Lao Ganma's meal."

Meng Yuning easily took the opportunity, and his eyes were even more smiling: "Then will you have to accompany me every time you eat?"

Xuezhu was a little dissatisfied with her being teased by him and said sarcastically: "...I dare not think about it. After all, you are a person who charges by minute, and I can't afford the money."

He asked back: "You didn't even ask, how could you know you couldn't afford it?"

Xuezhu was attracted by his words: "Then how much money do you make in one minute?"

"Subdivision."

"How to divide it?"

"Division of public or private," the man said slowly, "Public words are related to my work, like going to a lawyer for legal aid. Because they are related to professionalism, they ask me for financing or venture capital issues. I charge by minute fee. For private matters, they mainly depend on how private relationships are."

Xuezhu swallowed her saliva and asked with a thick face: "Then how much do you think you will charge for our personal relationship?"

He slowly said, "No money is charged."

Xuezhu made a fuss: "What if I were talking about business with you?"

He smiled and shook his head: "No money is charged."

Xuezhu was secretly happy and curled her lips and said, "Really? Then don't regret it when I come to you to discuss business."

"No," he put a piece of meat in her bowl and slowly expressed his sincerity to her, "As long as Xiaozhu, I can pay it."

How can the word "post backward" sound so elegant when he says it from his mouth?

The gentle voice adds to the warm and gentle voice, the sun is strong at noon in summer, the air conditioning wind does not work, and the atmosphere suddenly heats up.

Perhaps even the parties involved did not realize that they were deliberately pushing every conversation quietly in an ambiguous direction. Such tacit jokes would make people unconsciously addicted. Halfway through the words, obscure and frivolous hints are often more fatal than explicit ones, and teasing is like scratching the surface. After abruptly, after thinking about it, I savor it, and my heart is surging again.

Her tone was weak, and her fingers hidden under the table almost hurt her knees: "How much can you put on?"

"Depending on how much you want, if too much..."

Meng Yuning's eyes were slightly restrained. She was very brave today. She asked her questions in a tight manner, which made people feel a little nervous. She almost gave up.

Men have been infected with the workplace for many years and know how to hide panic.

"What if there are too many?" Xue asked.

He tilted his head, his thoughts closed, and the emotions in his eyes under the lens were somewhat unexplained: "I don't have that much money, I can only pay for it with my body."

Xuezhu subconsciously leaned back and tried hard to control the rise of the corners of her lips.

It's better to concentrate on eating.

The food was cold.

***

After dinner, Meng Yuning took a taxi with her first, but his car was still at Zhong Zihan's place, so he couldn't drive her home.

When she arrived at her house, Xuezhu hurriedly said goodbye, got out of the car and ran away.

He called her: "Xiaozhu."

Xue Zhu glanced at her eyes and her tone was not very focused: "What's wrong?"

"Think about what I say," Meng Yuning reminded her, "I welcome you at any time, whether it is public or private."

The car drove far away, and Xuezhu stared at the butt of the car that was leaving, standing in the sun in a daze.

After coming to her senses, she ran upstairs at a speed of 100 meters and locked the door when she got home. Xue Zhu first walked around the room several times, then hid back to the room and picked up the pillow and beat it dozens of times, then hugged the pillow and collapsed on the bed and rolled twice, curled herself into a ball and screamed strangely.

She needs to vent now.

Need off-site assistance.

She needed to find someone to give her advice. The authorities were confused. She had to determine whether the subtle atmosphere between herself and Meng Yuning was her own passion.

In the past, she has been getting along with her brother and sister. If she had looked for He Zhengyue, she might be more confused than herself.

Xuezhu chose to call Zhu Qingying.

She is not familiar with Meng Yuning and should be able to give more objective opinions.

As soon as I dialed the phone, the other side started screaming: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh sisters, we are really in tune with each other. I just wanted to call you!"

Xuezhu took her phone away, and after Zhu Qingying calmed down, she replied to her ear: "What are you doing when you call me?"

"I met Liang Jiazheng!"

Xuezhu was stunned for a long time, but for a moment she couldn't remember where she had heard of this name.

"Liang Jiazheng, you are the boy who is with you in junior high school and the math class representative," Zhu Qingying reminded her, "I, the one I like, do you remember?"

Xuezhu suddenly realized: "Ah, he."

“Yes, yes!”

Xuezhu let go of her own affairs for the time being and asked curiously: "How did you meet it?"

She was so excited that it must have been a very romantic reunion after a long separation.

Xuezhu unconsciously burst into her mind with reunion scenes of various films and TV series she had watched.

"My roommate was cheated by a scumbag. Today, we asked several of us to go to the hotel to catch the rape. The mistress and the scumbag were so obsessed with the cheating. He was so confident that we cheated. We couldn't stand it and started fighting with the person, and then the hotel owner called the police."

Xuezhu was shocked: "Is Liang Jia the mistress?"

Zhu Qingying: "..."

Zhu Qingying: "Pei Xuezhu, I will give you two choices now. Either you will either stop having sex or listen to me to finish your words."

Xuezhu: "…you continue to say it."

"Then the police uncle came, one of them was Liang Jiazheng, hehe." Zhu Qingying laughed foolishly.

The moment I saw him in the hotel, Zhu Qingying thought she was dazzled.

She didn't dare to say hello, because she was really afraid that she would admit her mistake.

Although that face is still familiar, that person is no longer as elegant as he was when he was fifteen years old.

Until the young man in police uniform called out her name first.

He actually remembers his name.

Zhu Qingying entered the police station for the first time in his life, and I don’t know whether it was a shameful stroke or a surprise scene in the picture of life.

"Stop talking, he asked me to go in and do the transcript, and he died."

After hanging up the phone, Xuezhu was stunned for a long time.

She didn't know what to evaluate for this dramatic reunion.

But I felt happy for Zhu Qingying.

***

After delivering Xuezhu, Meng Yuning asked the driver to turn.

Because there is still a meeting to open in the afternoon, the man urged the driver to hurry up.

The scenery around him whizzed by, and he leaned lazily towards his back. The summer lunch break made people sleepy, but he rarely slept at this point. First, he was not sleepy, and second, the symptoms of insomnia at night would be more serious.

I don’t know if the air conditioner is turned on just right, but he is rarely so lazy. The current trading volume of major U.S. stocks on the mobile phone screen seemed unattractive to him. He thought it was eye fatigue, so he had to put down his phone, take off his glasses and knead his eyelids.

The shadows falling from the eyelashes gradually covered the man's lower eyelids. He tilted his head slightly and fell asleep in the car.

When the driver woke him up, he had already arrived.

The man just woke up and was still a little stunned. When he entered the door, he didn't see A4 paper sticking to the automatic glass door with "maintenance, please push and pull manually". The front desk lady hurriedly reminded him: "Mr. Meng! The door is broken!"

Meng Yuning came to his senses and pushed his glasses with his hand. After really seeing the words clearly, he said a little slow: "Thank you."

The two front desk ladies looked at each other, and they both felt that Mr. Meng looked particularly wrong today.

The man had obviously not woken up just now, with a confused expression and tired and lazy step. He walked in and out gracefully, raised his chest and back. If he had either a calm and comfortable expression on his face, he would look gentle and kind when talking to others.

"Didn't you have a lunch break? So you look listless."

One of the front desk ladies guessed.
To be continued...