Chapter 139

When Yu an arrived, it was 11:40. There were only 20 minutes left before 12:00.

When Meng fan opened the door, he smelled a faint smell of smoke and was flattered to see that he was still holding a cake.

"Happy birthday." He delivered the cake.

Meng fan took the cake and asked him to come in. "Time is in a hurry. There's no time to prepare. There's only wine. Have you eaten yet? If I'm hungry, I can...

"I'm not hungry." He went to the table, which had been carefully arranged, Candlestick, goblet, red wine, only two people were missing.

Meng fan opened the cake and went to the kitchen to get two sets of tableware. "I didn't expect you would come. Thank you for coming to my birthday."

"You alone?"

Fu Yu'an has never been involved in her life and doesn't know much about her. She just knows that she has a good family, but she has so many lively friends that she shouldn't celebrate her birthday alone.

Meng fan poured a glass of red wine to him, "many close friends are abroad, there are no friends at home, birthday is commemorative, should be with close people."

She consciously or unconsciously put him into a close category, as if she did not realize it.

It's embarrassing, but Fu Yu'an is also in the cold.

Meng fan then said, "my parents are abroad, but I prefer domestic life, but it's hard to be alone."

She raised her wine glass. "Not one?"

"I drive."

"What are you afraid of?" She raised her chin and motioned him to raise the glass. "I'm not afraid of a drunk man. Are you afraid of a drunk woman?"

"Just have a happy birthday. You don't have to drink." He picked up the glass and replaced the wine with tea. "I'll go back later."

"Drinking makes me happy. Don't we all say that the birthday is the biggest one?" She looked at the time. "There are still ten minutes left. Can't you follow me for ten minutes?"

"You don't wish?" He took out the candle, put it on the cake, lit it and said, "make a wish."

One minute is the upper limit of a small candle. After one minute, it burns to the end. Meng fan pulls his lips and smiles, closes his eyes, and puts his hands together. He makes a wish that everything goes well and his feelings go well.

Open your eyes, blow out the candle, she is still stubborn holding the glass, "just a cup."

Fu Yu'an finally raised his glass and touched her. He took a mouthful of it and drank it all.

Meng fan is satisfied. She holds her head, shakes the red wine in the glass, and her cardigan falls to one side of her shoulder. She looks up and drinks the wine. Her eyes are sad. "Some people can easily get everything, and some people can't get it with all their efforts. This is the gap between people."

"There is no absolute fairness in this world."

Meng fan nodded and poured himself a cup. "Yes, money doesn't mean you can have everything."

What she said was endless. I don't know what she was sighing about.

Fu Yu an sat there like a log, looking at her, not knowing what to say.

After 12 o'clock, he listened to her talk so much, gradually unable to sit up, and finally stood up, "I have to go to work tomorrow, I'll go back first, you have an early rest."

She then stood up, cardigan hanging on the arm, thin two arms, one hand holding a glass, one hand holding his arm, "I don't want to be alone, can you stay with me?"

"It's late." He took her hand away. "You should rest early, too."

She didn't know if she had drunk too much. Suddenly, she said, "if someone else keeps you today, won't you leave?"

She has heard a lot about the matter between him and Jiang Wangshu. She has been to Jialan several times and overheard him discussing it with Ji Cheng. From her point of view, she really doesn't understand why Jiang Wangshu doesn't agree.

The foreword doesn't match the following words, but Fu Yu an Du understands. She is talking about Jiang Wangshu.

"Yes." He replied firmly, "but you are not her after all."

If Jiang Wangshu keeps him like this, he won't be able to move a step.

She sat in the seat he had just sat in. "Then you shouldn't promise me or come today."

"Maybe."

He didn't plan to stay much since he came in. He didn't take off his coat. From expression to action, he was more like completing a task. He was meticulous and serious.

"Well, I won't embarrass you. You can go."

Look, after all, he did it just to thank her for helping Jiang Wangshu introduce his work, that's all.

Fu Yu'an especially wants to meet Jiang Wangshu and miss someone now. Whenever that sign comes out, it's like a single spark, which can't be controlled.

He drove to the downstairs of Jiang Wangshu's house. On impulse, he pressed the elevator on her floor, came to her door and knocked.

Ling Ling doesn't want to sleep in another bedroom. She and Jiang Wangshu squeeze into a bed. They both hear a knock on the door. Ling Ling doesn't want to move. She arches Jiang Wangshu, "who is so late?"Jiang Wangshu rubbed his eyes and sat up reluctantly. "I don't know. I've knocked on the wrong door. If I know him, it's time to make a phone call. Regardless of him, it's too cold. I don't want to go down."

"I don't want to go down either."

"It doesn't matter."

They continued to sleep with their heads down. The knock on the door stopped for a moment and went on.

Jiang Wangshu couldn't sleep because of the noise. After lying down for a while, he finally decided to get up and open the door.

"Who is it?" There is a security guard at the door 24 hours a day. It should not be any lawbreakers. She asked but no one answered. Looking out from the cat's eye on the door, she saw a man. The man stepped back and she saw his face.

It's Fu Yu'an.

She relaxed a little and opened the door.

"So late, you're here..."

the second half of the sentence is on my lips, but I didn't say it.

Fu Yu'an smashed at her like a mountain, with a whole body of cold air, without reservation, he unloaded all his strength on her. Jiang Wangshu couldn't bear it and stepped back a few steps. He suddenly held her for a turn. After the whirl, she stuck her back against the wall, the human wall in front of her, and the stone wall behind her.

Ling Ling is still in the bedroom, Jiang Wang Shuxin bangs, trying to suppress the roar that is about to break through his chest, "what are you crazy about in the middle of the night?"

"I miss you."

He was too much taller than her, and he had to bend over, raise her chin to touch her nose, and be shorter to touch her lips.

"I don't care what you have to wait until tomorrow." She turned her face to one side, hoping to get herself into the wall.

Fu Yu'an gently stroked her cheek. "I just went to celebrate Meng fan's birthday. She's on November 7th. You're on November 12th. According to the lunar calendar, it's December 7th. There's a month left."

"You came in the middle of the night to tell me that?"

"No He bowed his head, pecked on her lips, "I look at her but think of you, I want to see you, want to see you come."