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He kept his promise. While Wen Zhizhi packed her luggage at home and occasionally went out to visit a therapist, Meng Qingyang spent three days experimenting at Wu Lin Ming's clubhouse and concocted over a hundred kinds of fruit juices.

During this time, Wen Zhizhi even asked him to help her get a few fake ID cards because she needed to buy a train ticket with her real name, but she wanted to avoid Qin Hanze's tracking and retaliation. Meng Qingyang agreed. It also included the ticket for Wen Zhizhi's departure, which had been purchased by someone else without the need for an ID card.

When all the friends were tired of watching, Meng Qingyang finally concocted a fruit juice with gorgeous colors and a unique taste. He wrote "onlyou" on the card in fancy English and "cheese for you" in Chinese.

He then divided the juice into small bottles and placed them in a beautiful gift box.

Meng Qingyang happily received his ticket and happily took his gift box home.

At home, Wen Zhizhi was a little worried that Qin Hanze would continue to take revenge on her. In addition, the condition of her pregnancy and vomiting had improved in the past two days. She felt a lot more at ease. She had already decided to leave in two days. Zhang Wen Si and Meng Qing Yang both knew of her plan to return to her hometown.

Seeing that the documents she needed had already been delivered to her door by courier, Wen Zhizhi put on an act and decided to buy a ticket from a sales agent nearby.

When she opened the door, Meng Qingyang's black car entered her line of sight.

When Meng Qingyang saw Wen Zhizhi covered up his face, he thought to himself, "Is she going out like this?" Other than the ticket, what else could he do?

He turned his mind and signaled with his flute. "Beep, beep."

He parked the car, grabbed the box from the passenger seat, and jogged to Wenzie's place.

"Zizhi, are you going out?" Meng Qingyang asked Wen Zhizhi with concern.

"Yes, to buy a ticket. "I plan to leave the day after tomorrow. I really have to thank senior for this period of time!"

"Hey, why are you being so polite? If he could help, he could help. Also, how many times have I said it? Don't call me senior. Look, I rarely call you junior. " Meng Qingyang had hidden Xiao Jiu in his heart. He thought to reduce the distance between the two of them.

Wen Zhizhi was no longer unreasonable. Some people treated you well without needing to say anything. Naturally, their hearts could feel it.

"Yes, Qingyang. It's kind of like going to a supermarket and buying shampoo. " Wen Zhizhi pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly. Meng Qingyang's name and that shampoo were really coincidental.

"Naughty, I'm not going to argue with you." The atmosphere was just right. Meng Qingyang took out his ticket and said, "You see, if you had thought about it, I would have already done it for you."

"Also, I've warned you many times to go out and have your family's aunt accompany you. Right now, it's not safe outside. You're still carrying a baby, so you should pay more attention." Meng Qingyang's heartfelt words once again drew up the affability level with Wen Zhizhi.

"It doesn't matter. I will always go with auntie when it's too far away. She went shopping today, and I thought I was nearby, so I didn't ask her to accompany me. " Wen Zhizhi understood that not everyone should take care of you. It was best to reduce a bit of trouble for others.

Meng Qingyang frowned. 'Auntie's not home?' Perfect! No electric light bulb.

"All right. However, since I've already bought a ticket, there's no need for you to go out, right, Zhizhi? Shall we go back together? " Meng Qingyang sent a sincere invitation. Little did he know that the current him was somewhat like the big bad wolf that kidnapped a little white rabbit.

Don't ask Meng Qingyang why he didn't wrap a restaurant with flower petals and music. He had already secretly tested that the current Wen Zhizhi was different from the past. Although she liked romance, she preferred to stay at home.

The events of the past few days had dealt a great blow to her. Although Wen Zhizhi did not seem to have any psychological trauma on the surface, she rarely went out shopping and was somewhat resistant to going to public places with many people.

Meng Qingyang and Zhang Wensi both realized the situation. That was why Meng Qingyang repeatedly stressed that Wen Zhizhi must accompany her aunt when she went out. Zhang Wensi, on the other hand, helped to contact the therapist to help Wen Zhizhi untie her heart.

Therefore, as a matter of fact, today's confession location in the villa, more give Wen Zhizhi a sense of security and belonging. Plus, someone had long been helping decorate the study room. If there were no accidents, the study room would have already become a sea of flowers.

Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi slowly walked back to the villa.

While Wen Zhizhi went back to her room to change into her outfits, Meng Qingyang quickly went back to his study to check out the arrangements. "Hmm, very good." Looking at everything in the study, Meng Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

All kinds of rose flower arrangement, seemingly casual but in accordance with the aesthetic standards, lovely family of three crayons, small love decorations at the details. The whole study room was decorated in a fresh and elegant way.

Then, he quickly tidied up his appearance, and lightly knocked on Wen Zhizhi's door. "Zhizhi, come to my study after you're done." He got a "Ok, one moment." Meng Qingyang returned to the study room. His hands were continuously pinching his knuckles, and he was sweating profusely.

Wen Zhizhi politely knocked on the door and entered the study with permission.

As soon as she entered the study, she felt that the decorations of the room were extremely warm and natural. The feeling of having a home was completely unlike the ice-cold feeling of the main hall of a villa.

"Qing Yang, you were looking for me …" When Wen Zhizhi saw a family of three hanging on the wall in the middle of the study, the words coming out of her mouth slowly faded.

Meng Qingyang, what was he going to do?

"Zhi Zhi", Meng Qingyang appeared behind Wen Zhizhi with a flower in his hand. His eyes were clear and the corners of his mouth raised into a cheerful smile. "I have admired you ever since I entered university." It's a bit timid, so I haven't let you know what's in my mind for all these years. "

At this point, his smile became somewhat bashful.

"Now, you want to start a new life, and I hope I can accompany you on a new life journey. Here, there is an education fund card that I prepared. I hope I can raise your baby with you and give you a home. "

Meng Qingyang embarrassedly touched the back of his neck, "You know that I'm a Wine Master. I know some skills in making drinks." On the table, there is a glass of the unique juice that I concocted for you. If you want to give me a chance, can you try that juice? "

When Wen Zhizhi heard his words, she unconsciously covered her mouth with her hands. Her throat was choked with sobs, but she tried her best to restrain herself, not wanting to make any sound to interrupt Meng Qingyang.

Meng Qingyang didn't know what kind of choice Wenzhi would make. His gaze had been closely following Wen Zhizhi's, but when he saw that her eyes were red, he stealthily shifted his gaze away.

Meng Qingyang lowered his head and looked at the juice glass and the handwritten card on the table.