Meng Fan was restless as he waited for almost a week. Every day, he would check out Yu An's WeChat, but that person seemed to be intentionally going against her. The more she looked forward to something, the less news she had.
In the end, she couldn't hold it in anymore and sent Fu Yuan a message asking him if he still remembered the meal he promised her.
The first person to see the news was Ji Lang. He opened Meng Fan's profile picture, then browsed through his Moments and clicked his tongue, "How did you know him?" Why do you owe them a meal? "
The hand stopped, really thought about the name, and finally thought of the red Martha and said, "Back up. I hit her car."
"Then we should treat him to a meal." Ji Lang gave the phone to him, "Big brother, look at the time. It's after work, and I've already come to ask you. How much courage would it take for a girl to take the initiative to come here? Hurry up and give someone back."
Ji Lang felt that ever since Jiang Wanyu died, he was like a diligent old father. When he met a good girl, he had to introduce her to Fu Yuan, thinking that one day, he would be able to open his heart and accept one of them. He was alone in this world, and no matter how close they were, they couldn't always accompany him, and he had to always have a woman by his side to take care of him.
When he thought here, he suddenly felt a surge of anger. He reached out his hand to turn off the computer, put his phone in his hand, and drove them out, "What's the use of getting off work early? Do you really think of the company as your home? Hurry up and go, I'll get Little Ding to set up a place for you. I'll send you the address later and send a message back to the other girl, don't let them wait too long. "
Fu Yuan was pushed out of the office by Ji Lang. Coincidentally, Meng Fan sent a second message. It was an angry face.
He opened the message and replied with a "I didn't forget". After a while, he sent another "I'll send you the address later."
Meng Fan received a reply. He refused the younger sister's invitation. Before he could return to Fu Yian, he had already dived into the cloakroom to dress himself up.
Ding quickly sent the address, followed by a sentence: Director Ji said to you to pick up Miss Meng, this is a gentleman's demeanor.
Did she really take him for someone who had never been in a relationship before? He forwarded the address to Meng Fan and calculated that all women had to dress up when they went out. While there was still time, the car drove to a nearby river and lit a cigarette, blowing the river breeze while he was lost in thought. When the cigarette burnt out, he stamped on it and was about to ask Meng Fan if he had left yet, but just as he raised his head, he saw Jiang Wenshu.
Beside her was a woman in a short skirt, with curly blond hair and bare feet. She was walking unsteadily. Jiang Wang supported her with one hand while holding onto his high heels. The two of them walked and stopped for a long time before passing by him.
She struggled to support Zhou Yu as they walked forward. It was not easy to get a taxi here, and one had to walk to the intersection in front of them to get a taxi. At this moment, the distance of a hundred meters was as great as a thousand miles.
Most of Zhou Yu's body weight was on Jiang Wang Shu's body. He held her arm and mumbled, "I want to drink. I don't want to go home."
"You can't drink anymore. You're already drunk." Although he didn't know why she drank him to such an extent, he was still a roommate. Since they met, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing.
The street lamps by the river lit up one by one, casting a shadow in front of her. She stopped to look at Zhou Yu as she supported him, only to see a familiar face.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Wenshu did not know why, but when he saw her now, he felt a little guilty. She straightened Zhou Yu's body with an embarrassed expression on her face, but she did not forget to help him tug at his skirt.
"I should ask you this. Why are you here?" He was standing under the street light. The yellow light from the street lamp shone down on his head, making his face look dark. The question that came out of his mouth made people's hearts beat faster.
"I …" She turned her head to look at Zhou Yu. "This is my friend. She's drunk. I'll take her home."
"Your friend?" It was obvious that he didn't believe her words.
Right, Jiang Wenshu regretted saying those words. She wasn't good at interacting with others, and she even knew her close friends, Fu Yuan. He definitely didn't believe that someone like her would appear out of nowhere.
She could only change her words again, "Actually, it's my colleague."
If Fu Yuan knew that Zhou Yu was her roommate, he would definitely think of a way to get her to move out. She had finally decided to stay away from him, and slowly get used to life without him.
He had just been a friend and was now a colleague. Fu Yuan felt that if he asked her a few more questions, this person's identity would change again.
The woman beside her was moaning in pain. She was drinking again and again. She hugged Jiang Weishu's arm, laughing and crying. After a few movements, her skirt was rubbed against her again.
Fu Yu An looked away, sighed, and stopped asking. "Where are you going? I'll send you guys."
"No need, let's go to the front and take a taxi." She didn't dare to let him have her because she didn't want him to know where she was, and she didn't want the lie she just changed to to be exposed.