Chapter 416, There Is Love (Please Subscribe!)

Li Meng was suspicious and his thoughts were changing.

As for Meng Qingchi, he regarded his mother as a transparent person and prepared one dish after another. These include braised pork ribs with radish and stir-fried Chinese cabbage.

I don’t know why, but while eating, Li Meng suddenly became a little upset about radish and cabbage, and he didn’t even reach for the two bowls with his chopsticks.

And it was even more annoying to see Lu Ann eating both cabbage and radishes.

The most irritating thing is: after Xiao An, who looked particularly pleasing to the eye, served food to the eldest daughter, he then served food to the younger daughter. The two daughters seemed not to resist, and did not seem to care about the saliva on the chopsticks, and kept chatting with Xiao An. .

Especially when Lu An and Wenjie were drinking, the youngest daughter not only joined in the fun and drank, but also helped pick up food and pour wine like a waiter in a shop. The smile on her face could not be faked, and she definitely treated Xiao An as her own man. .

Li Meng observed his younger daughter for a while, and then paid attention to his eldest daughter. At the end of the day, he was still a little angry, but it didn't happen. In the end, he had to finish the meal as quickly as possible, find an excuse to say that he had something to do, and go out.

Out of sight is pure.

Before finding actual evidence, Li Meng, who was reluctant to attack rashly, comforted himself in this way.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was gone, her sister-in-law asked her husband belatedly: "What's going on with Mom?"

I used to like to drink a little wine. Not only did I not drink alcohol today, why did I leave after eating half of the meal? "

Meng Wenjie, who was in the mood for drinking, didn't pay much attention, "Isn't it because I have something to do at the moment? I might be really busy."

My sister-in-law asked worriedly: "But my mother was in a good mood at noon, but she suddenly changed. Is something going to happen?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingshui glanced at the man and sister beside him thoughtfully, then glanced at the kitchen without saying anything.

Meng Qingchi, who knew it well, didn't want his brother and sister-in-law to notice any clues between the three of them, so he said:

"Dean Gong has retired. Mom may be worried about this."

Within the system, everything is a carrot and a pit. The national conditions are like this. Only when those at the top retreat will the people at the bottom have a chance to come forward.

Now that the dean has resigned, Li Meng, who has become the vice dean, naturally wants to take a step further. He has been busy with this aspect during this period.

So when the eldest sister mentioned Dean Gong, Meng Wenjie and his wife suddenly understood and thought that this should be the case.

However, Meng Qingshui was not so easy to fool, because she keenly noticed that her sister, who was usually quiet, talked more during dinner today, even more than half as much as usual.

And most of what he said was to cover for Lu An, say good things, and so on.

This is not normal.

Could it be that my mother has evidence that my sister is having an affair with Lu An?

Could it be that mother is giving Lu An a hard time?

Then his sister blocked a shot for him and made his mother angry?

Meng Qingshui's eyes calmly wandered between her sister and Lu An several times. Meng Qingshui, who had realized something, did not reveal it, but kept inferring in her heart: Where did her sister and him go?

I had kissed him, hugged him, he had nibbled on my neck and shoulders, and even slept in the same bed. What about my sister?

Has he hugged his sister?

Did he kiss his sister?

After thinking carefully for a while, Meng Qingshui was not sure in the end, but she still felt that she had not reached this point because her sister was a very traditional and conservative woman. If this happened, unless it was an accident, she would have to worry about it in her heart. It's absolutely impossible to pass that level now.

This can be understood from the fact that his sister is unwilling to mention Luan's feelings in front of him.

After the meal, it started to rain outside.

It's not raining heavily, but looking at the heavy mist in the sky, I guess it won't stop for a while.

Meng Wenjie shouted slogans loudly, but his drinking capacity had not increased after a year, and he finally lost to Lu An. He was lying on the sofa and fast asleep, and his sister-in-law beside him was covering him with a quilt to avoid catching a cold in the winter.

Meng Qingshui drank with her throughout the whole process, not much. However, her ability to drink was limited, so she passed out in the end, and it was Lu An who carried her to the bedroom.

After Sister Qingchi had arranged Qingshui, Lu An said to her, "Sister Qingchi, I want to go to Guifei Lane."

Meng Qingchi didn't ask why he went out even after dark. He straightened up and said softly, "Okay, I'll take you there."

After leaving Qingshui's bedroom, the two went downstairs to go out.

At this time, my sister-in-law was holding a stack of bowls and chopsticks in her hands. Seeing this, she asked, "It's almost 8 o'clock. Where are you going?"

Meng Qingchi said: "Accompany Xiao An to the Royal Concubine Lane."

My sister-in-law asked casually: "Will you come back tonight to rest?"

Although no one has lived in Guifei Lane for a long time, there are always people cleaning up the house. Sometimes it is my sister-in-law who comes over, and sometimes it is Li Meng who cleans the house himself, so my sister-in-law asks this question.

Meng Qingchi looked at Lu An and nodded slightly, "Come back."

My sister cares about Xiao An, and my mother is worried about what Xiao An will do to her. If she doesn't come back tonight, both of them will probably not sleep well. Meng Qingchi has considered every aspect without leakage.

Lu An understood her thoughts almost instantly, but he still muttered resentment in the car:

"It's so late, it doesn't matter if you don't come back. Anyway, we don't spend the night in Guifei Lane once or twice."

This was the peak time for the evening shift, and there were many bicycles and pedestrians on the road. Meng Qingchi looked straight ahead, concentrating on driving and not answering the phone.

Baoqing People's Hospital was not far from Guifei Lane. It was just past a few red street lights. When he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw a familiar small restaurant at a glance.

The past events couldn't help but come to mind. It was here that he tricked Zhou Papi into paying for himself and satisfying his oral desires.

He asked: "Sister Qingchi, do you still keep in touch with our class teacher?"

"Yes, we are relatively good friends now. We will get together when we have time during the winter and summer vacations."

She was telling the truth. She was the daughter of a county magistrate and the daughter of a director of an education bureau. They were similar in age and had similar families. They were both intellectuals, and the two families were close together. Naturally, they had many topics in common.

Meng Qingchi finished answering and asked, "Do you think of Jingni?"

Lu An replied: "Laoban took good care of me during high school. How is she now?"

Meng Qingchi told: "It's still the same. After you graduated this year, she started taking the class again from the second year of high school. Now she is also the third year of high school. She will take the college entrance examination next year. She is very busy with this matter now."

Lu An was curious: "She is 26 years old, is she married?"

Meng Qingchi shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, but her parents have been urging her to get married. The last time we had dinner, she was still complaining about the pressure at home."

Lu An asked again: "Where is her cousin Zhou Kun? Are he and his wife on good terms?"

Meng Qingchi turned his head and looked over with a puzzled look on his face.

Lu An slapped his forehead and said, "Uh, I forgot you didn't know about this."

He immediately told the story of Zhou Kun's long-term crush on Yu Guanzhi, Zhou Kun's wife quarreling with Yu Guanzhi, and Zhou Kun's subsequent complete severance of contact with Yu Guanzhi for the sake of his family.

Then he asked again: "Is their relationship okay?"

Meng Qingchi shook his head, "From what Jingni said, the two seemed to have divorced, but Zhou Kun later got married, and you have seen the marriage partner."

Lu An was surprised: "Have I seen it?"

"Um."

Meng Qingchi hummed and said, "Zeng Xin, do you still remember her? She came to Guifei Lane to buy your paintings, and now she and Zhou Kun are together."

Luan was stunned.

This gossip immediately shocked him. It was Zhou Kun who introduced Zeng Xin to him when he bought the painting. The two of them have always been close friends.

Why did you get married suddenly?

Now it seems that the so-called pure friendship between men and women does not exist. They were divorced in the past and engaged in marriage later. If you say that there is no emotional basis, you will not believe it.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Lu An couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't make any comment on the matter because his feelings were more complicated and he was not qualified to comment on others.

Guifei Lane is still the same Guifei Lane. When it gets dark, there are all kinds of noisy sounds gathering inside. Such as quarreling, spanking children, or babies crying.

For example, a man was playing with a woman on the opposite floor across the air conditioner. The dirty jokes filled the air, and the laughter continued.

But one thing has changed. Guifei Lane has become brighter. The scattered kerosene lamps in the past have become brightly lit now.

Well, it would be a bit too much to say that it is brightly lit in the true sense, but there is no need to use a flashlight in the alley, and you can even pick up melon seeds if they fall on the ground.

Seeing the Audi parked at the door of No. 9 Guifei Lane, Li Dong, who was opposite the door, rushed out of the house instantly:

"Ha! Brother, you are back. I thought you would stay in Wuhu until tomorrow."

Hearing the sensitive word "Wuhu", Lu An narrowed his eyes and wished he could get out of the car immediately and beat up this idiot.

Li Dong originally wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Meng Qingchi get out of the driver's seat, he was instantly confused and hurriedly asked:

"Have you concluded negotiations with your supplier? Has my wife come back with you?"

Afraid that Sister Qingchi would see the flaw, Lu An forcibly resisted the urge to take action and said calmly: "I have already taken action personally, how can we still not talk about it? As for your wife, just wait, it will be at the end of the year went."

On this occasion, Li Dong gave full play to his performance spirit. Hearing the words, he cooperated and scolded him as a ruthless capitalist, and returned to No. 8 Guifei Lane with curses.

He didn't dare to go to Lu An's house for fear that Lu An would kill him.

Meng Qingchi did not interfere in the conversation between the two. After taking out the key and opening the courtyard wall door, he quietly walked in.

Lu An followed suit and followed him back to the main room where he had not seen him for a long time.

The furnishings in the room have not changed at all. They are still the same as they were before, which makes Lu An feel more at home.

Meng Qingchi put her umbrella in the corner and stood in the middle of the room looking around. Apparently she was also recalling and feeling emotional.

Lu An closed the door and asked her, "Sister Qingchi, do you know why I want to come back for a walk?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingchi turned around calmly and remained silent.

Lu An took a few steps closer and said face to face, "I have lived here for three years. There are traces of me here and it is also full of your breath. I especially want to come back and visit when I am in Jinling."

Looking at each other, Meng Qingchi looked at him silently, still silent.

Lu An took a step closer, and the two of them were almost touching each other. He muttered very depressedly:

"If I hadn't promised you not to come back to Chang City to see you, I would have wanted to run there twice a month."

This was indeed her request. The purpose was to urge him to study hard and create well, and also to leave enough buffer time for each other.

Otherwise, Xiao An, who is young, has strong hormone secretion, and is full of energy, might come back to visit him every now and then, and something would happen if nothing happened to the two of them.

After a long confrontation, Meng Qingchi smiled and said softly, seeing all kinds of confusion flashing in his eyes: "I'm doing this for your own good, sister. Jinling is too far away from the Changcheng City, and it's tiring to travel back and forth."

"But I am willing." Lu An said.

Meng Qingchi was touched when she heard these sincere words, and she didn't know how to respond. After a moment of silence, she took the initiative to stretch out her hands, helped him to button his clothes and said:

"Sister knows, Xiao An has worked hard."

Looking at her closely and smelling her breath closely, unlike facing other women, Lu An didn't have so many messy thoughts, and only felt a sense of peace in his heart.

After a long time, he said affectionately: "Sister Qingchi, I want to hug you."

The voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Hearing this, Meng Qingchi didn't seem surprised at all, and said with a faint smile: "It's still the Xiao An that sister is familiar with, she hasn't changed at all."

She only said the first half of the sentence, and the implicit meaning of the second half was: I can't help but want to hug her every time I meet her.

Lu An blinked, took another half step closer, and hugged her waist and abdomen close to his face.

The tighter and harder he hugged, until the two of them fit perfectly, until there was no gap between them.

With the foreshadowing just now, Meng Qingchi did not resist. He was quietly held in his arms, quietly looking at his handsome face.

He especially liked his eyes full of sophistication.

The house was noisy and bustling outside, and silent inside. For a moment, the whole world seemed to be separated. The outside was theirs, and the house was theirs. The two of them looked at each other silently, their eyes intertwined.

After a long time, Meng Qingchi said in a soft voice: "Xiao An, my legs are a little numb."

Getting the signal, Lu An let go of her at the right time, squatted down and asked: "Left leg or right leg? I'll help you rub it."

Feeling his sincerity, Meng Qingchi's eyes became softer, "No, just sit on the sofa for a while."

After that, she turned around and sat on the sofa, then patted the seat next to her with her right hand, "Come and sit here, and talk to me for a while."

Maybe because she watched him grow up since she was a child, maybe she knew that he always respected her, and more likely she spoiled him. Meng Qingchi, a charming woman, was cautious about other opposite sexes, but she was completely open to him. Even if they were alone, she didn't have much defense against him.

Of course, this lack of defense against him was also because Lu An had been more polite in the past few years. At most, he would hug her and not mess around, and he won her trust step by step.

When he sat down, Meng Qingchi turned sideways and said half seriously and half jokingly: "Xiao An has grown up. I haven't chatted with my Xiao An like this for a long time. I have always been curious about what you have been doing in Jinling in the past six months. Take advantage of today's free time to tell me about it."

"Okay."

A lot of things have indeed happened in the past six months. He talked about it for more than an hour in one breath.

For example, the expansion of Bubusheng Supermarket.

For example, Anyi Clothing Store.

For example, going to Beijing to participate in the 100th anniversary of the birth of the great man.

For example, creating twelve landscape screens.

For example, releasing 6 songs as the singer of "August Half".

During the period, Lu An was talking, and Meng Qingchi listened attentively. She occasionally asked some questions, but the most questions were about painting and Bubusheng Supermarket.

In addition, she also asked about Yu Wanzhi and Zhou Juan.

Especially Zhou Juan, a girl in school actually founded a clothing brand, which surprised her, and she asked several questions about each other with interest.

Fearing that he would be thirsty, Meng Qingchi got up and boiled half a pot of water, brewed a cup of tea for him and one for herself.

While the tea was cooling down, she asked, "Ye Run is also in Nanjing University. Is your relationship as good as before?"

Lu An was embarrassed, but didn't want to lie to Sister Qingchi casually, so she picked out what she could say:

"It's almost the same as before. Ye Run often comes to my studio. Sometimes she sits and watches me paint. Sometimes she sees that I don't have time to eat and is hungry, and she will help cook a meal."

This is basically the same as the situation in high school.

To be honest, Meng Qingchi still has a good impression of Ye Run.

In her cognition, Ye Run, who came from a single-parent family, had suffered and been bullied since childhood, so she was very forbearing and very sensible. When other friends stole things and made trouble, this little girl just watched from the side and didn't participate.

Other friends always fight and quarrel for candies and snacks, but this little girl seems to have a heart of Buddha, she looks at them eagerly, but she doesn't fight or grab them, and she eats the most in the end. Those boys who won seemed to feel sorry for her, and afterward, you give one, I give one, and then my little hands can't hold it.

After talking about Lu An, we talked about all kinds of things in the hospital of Meng Qingchi.

Well, in fact, for her, every day is a routine, day after day, she has classes, and goes to Xiangya Hospital to work when she doesn't have classes, accumulates more experience, participates in more projects, and improves her medical skills and qualifications.

In addition to classes and work, she will read books and listen to music in the little time left. Occasionally, she will meet with two girlfriends to go shopping, buy clothes, eat delicious food, and relax herself.

In general, her daily life is monotonous, but also fulfilling. Lu An listens with relish throughout the whole process because he cares about her.

This makes Meng Qingchi happy.

She felt that it was a blessing in life to have someone willing to listen to her.

As they talked, the topic of the two people gradually jumped out of each other's daily lives and flew over to various miscellaneous and interesting things, with enthusiasm and endless enjoyment.

In this refreshing atmosphere, time passed by minute by minute, and the pointer passed 10 o'clock unknowingly.

If there was no woman in the alley shouting with a sharp voice for her children to go home to wash and sleep, the two would not have realized how late it was.

Seeing that Sister Qingchi was about to get up and wave him away, Lu An stopped her and said, "Sister Qingchi, wait a moment."

"Um."

Meng Qingchi, who was half standing up, hummed, sat back, and then watched him intently as he took out a jewelry box from his bag.

Lu An handed the red jewelry box to her, opened it and said, "This bracelet was specially bought for you, Sister Qingchi, when I went back to the capital to attend a commemorative event. Do you like it?"

This gold bracelet was made using ancient craftsmanship. It was Meng Qingchi's favorite model in her previous life. Lu An took the right medicine and hit her heart right away. How could she not like it?

But she didn't answer it immediately, but said: "Xiao An, this is too expensive, sister."

But before she could finish her words, she saw Lu An grabbing her right wrist, and with three or two strokes, he put the gold bracelet in with familiarity.

Seeing her opening her mouth to speak, Lu An stretched his right hand forward, sealed her cherry red mouth, and said in a particularly serious tone:

"I am your Xiao An, and you can't refuse the things I give you."

Listening to these loving and specious words, Meng Qingchi stared at his eyes calmly for a long time. In the end, he said nothing, took his hand back, and did not mention words like "too expensive" or "don't want" again. .

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