Meng Chu lowered her head and they couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but Zheng Wei, who was beside her, raised his eyes to look at Mr. Meng, and there seemed to be a sharp light flashing in his eyes, which was fleeting.
The old man was still angry, and Meng Yuan's frown was like adding fuel to the fire, "You guys are going to be mad at me before I stop, right? Look, everyone else has spread gossip to me! You raised such a good daughter... People outside are all talking about her..."
Not only Meng Yuan, but Zhou Qing, who has always been good-natured, couldn't bear it anymore. She always respected Meng Yuan's parents, but at this time she frowned and looked at Meng Chu: "Chuchu, you go back first, we'll stay here."
Meng Chu was a little sad, probably because for her in this life, only family is the most important.
She opened the door and walked out, Zheng Wei turned around and walked away, then suddenly stopped, said a few words to several people in the ward, and chased out.
"Where do you want to go, I'll take you." He slowed down and followed her step by step.
Meng Chu's voice was muffled, she shook her head, "No, you go back. Thank you for sending me here today."
From Zheng Wei's position, only her side profile could be seen. He frowned and put his hands in his trouser pockets. He clenched his fist, but he couldn't hold back. He said in a hoarse voice, "Chuchu..."
Meng Chu interrupted, she stopped and looked up at him, her eyes slightly red, "Mr. Zheng, how much do you know about me after knowing each other for a day? Are you used to using Instagram when you come back from abroad? I suggest you go scrolling on Weibo."
Zheng Wei stood there and didn't move.
Meng Chu had already left him and walked away.
...
Jiangcheng in winter is different from other places. Flowers and trees grow naturally without artificial cultivation. They are in full bloom all year round, and there is no sign of stagnant grass. Dozens of small buildings are hidden among the lush trees, quiet, peaceful, and harmonious.
As night fell, the lighting system by the roadside in the community was turned on, and the man stood outside the dark courtyard gate.
With a "squeak" sound, the yellow taxi stopped in front of the villa, next to the out-of-breath community security guard.
The security guard greeted Zheng Wei, saw Meng Chu get out of the car, and waited for the taxi to leave before leaving.
According to the regulations, external rental vehicles are not allowed to enter the community, and the vehicles that he allowed are only because of the owner's requests.
Meng Chu's drinking capacity is acceptable, and the wine tastes good. She didn't look anything unusual. She didn't even look at Zheng Wei, and only took out the key from her bag.
The girl fiddled around there for a long time but didn't shove the key into the keyhole until Zheng Wei approached and smelled the strong pungent smell on her body. He felt that something was wrong with the girl.
He went straight to open the door for her, "You've been drinking?"
Meng Chu squinted and turned her head to look at the person. She seemed a little dull. She stared at his face for a long time, and suddenly realized who the person was: "Oh, Zheng Wei, so it's you..."
The tender and soft voice hit the man's tense nerve almost instantly, his eyes were instantly turned bloodshot, and he was powerless to fight back.
Zheng Wei locked her door from the inside.
Meng Chu entered the living room, turned on the light by herself, and saw the man following her, she was still tipsy, but she asked in a good voice, "Why did you come in? This is my house."
She said so, Zheng Wei still didn't go forward, he just stood there stiffly, "Chuchu, about what I think, I..."
But she turned back to him, "Oh... you like me because I'm good-looking. Well, I know. Have you checked Weibo?"
It didn't look like Meng Chu is completely drunk, does she still know about it? But the tone of these words is not like her, but somewhat similar to Meng Chu, who did not know the depths before the age of 18 and only acted according to his own preferences.
Zheng Wei just stared at her and didn't answer her directly, "I don't care."
How could he care?
She pursed her lips and sneered: "Yes, as expected of being nurtured by..."
The atmosphere in the house became weird.
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Did Cheng something get plastic surgery after his accident and become Zheng Wei?
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