Chapter 70 Relationship Exposure

Perhaps, she can stabilize Wei Chuan first.

Meng Tang paused for a moment and said, "But you came so suddenly, I was not prepared at all."

"I finally understand. The more you prepare, the more trouble you'll have. It's better to just go for it."

"Then confess to her," Meng Tang muttered softly, "Why are you dragging me along?"

"Look into my eyes." Wei Chuan knocked on the table. "Tell me, do you still like Xu Heqing?"

Meng Tang raised her eyes and met a dark darkness. His eyes were sharp enough to see through her.

Meng Tang lowered his eyelashes to hide the panic that came over him for a moment.

"You still have feelings, right?" Wei Chuan let out a faint laugh from his throat.

Meng Tang chose to remain silent.

"Then you come with me." Wei Chuan pretended to be willful.

"...Can I ask why?"

Wei Chuan approached with a playful grin and started to talk nonsense: "Think about it, if two people confess their love together and both succeed, it's two happy events. If both fail, there's someone to share the burden. If one fails and the other succeeds, then as good friends, you'll naturally be happy for the other. What a great deal."

Meng Tang had never really decided whether to confess or not.

But now the Guanyin statue needs to be repaired, and she really doesn't have time for romance.

Wei Chuan might be really nervous and afraid of being rejected.

Having known him for so long, I should just bear witness to him.

Meng Tang curled his lips at him: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Wei Chuan said "hmm" and lowered his eyes to stare at the coffee art. It was strange that he didn't feel excited to confess.

After being in a daze for a while, Wei Chuan said to Meng Tang, "Tomorrow is Saturday. Let's go to the flower shop together."

Meng Tang wanted to refuse, but changed his mind and nodded.

Ten minutes later, the two of them dispersed. Meng Tang returned to the dormitory and lay down at the table to study Qing Dynasty wood carvings. His cell phone was connected, and it was Meng Yuchun on the other end.

"Grandpa, do you think I can fix it?"

Meng Yuchun smiled and said, "I taught you, what do you think?"

Meng Tang instantly gained confidence: "I can do it."

"When following Li Hanjin, just focus on your skills and don't talk about old feelings." The old man couldn't help but warned.

Meng Tang replied: "Okay, I understand. Take care of yourself."

The next morning, Meng Tang accepted Wei Chuan's invitation.

He drove himself and took her to a high-end flower shop. There was a string of French words hanging on the door, which Meng Tang didn't recognize.

She raised her arm and nudged Wei Chuan, asking him what he meant.

Wei Chuan leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I don't speak French, but I do know it."

The hot and humid breath lingered for a moment and then dissipated. Meng Tang slightly distanced himself from the two of them and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's fleeting but beautiful."

The meaning was beautiful, and Meng Tang looked up at it for a long time.

Wei Chuan urged her: "Come in."

Meng Tang nodded and walked up the stairs with him.

The store uses a bell-less system, and the gravity-sensing glass door opens instantly, releasing a refreshing fragrance.

The lighting and shadows in the store were perfectly designed, naturally leading the two to the seasonal themed flower area, all displayed by color.

There was a fine mist floating in the air, and Meng Tang felt very comfortable.

Wei Chuan motioned the clerk to wait and asked Meng Tang, "What kind of flowers do you like?"

Meng Tang was stunned: "You ask me?"

"Yeah." Wei Chuan nodded, "Let me make a comparison."

Meng Tang glanced over and was met with a flood of spring scenery. She couldn't choose, so she simply said:

"They're all pretty, but Lingyin likes warm colors. Why don't you take a look at the album?"

The clerk came over and asked Wei Chuan who he was sending the flowers to.

Wei Chuan glanced at Meng Tang and said, "It's for confession."

The clerk turned his gaze to Meng Tang and asked with a smile, "Do you need a surprise?"

Girls all like it, right? Wei Chuan nodded in confusion.

The clerk smiled and guided Meng Tang: "Please come this way."

Without her having to follow his advice, Meng Tang was happy to relax. She sat steadily on the sofa and took out her mobile phone to see the information about the Guanyin statue that Li Hanjin had added to her later.

The clerk smiled and asked Wei Chuan: "Are you students?"

"Yes." Wei Chuan nodded, "Can you tell?"

The clerk nodded: "I can see that. What's the last name of your classmate?"

"My surname is Meng." Wei Chuan was puzzled. Why did he ask this?

"Well, we have a variety of ways to choose flowers in our store. If you want to confess your love, I recommend private customization. There are also three price points. You can take a look."

Wei Chuan glanced at the brochure and pointed at the light customization: "This one."

This is a mid-range price range, between two thousand five hundred and five thousand. He is still a student, so it is not appropriate for him to be too high-profile.

The clerk then asked, "What color does Miss Meng like?"

Wei Chuan thought that people were chatting with him, just like chatting with taxi drivers and passengers, so he replied:

"Green, right? Her summer clothes are all in this color."

"What's your major, Miss Meng?"

"From the sculpture department. Their wood carvings are amazing. Do you want to see them?"

He took photos of all the carvings Meng Tang made for him.

The clerk didn't want to spoil the fun and walked over with a smile.

The album happened to turn to a picture, and Wei Chuan paused. It was taken on the way back to school on Christmas Eve.

I took a picture of half of Meng Tang's profile, with snowflakes flying everywhere. Meng Tang in the camera was smiling like a spring mountain.

Wei Chuan didn't dare to look up at the clerk, his fingers moving quickly across.

When he came across the big yellow dog and the bookmark, he asked them if they looked good.

Shop assistant: "This bookmark is so beautiful, I can't bear to use it even if you give it to me."

Wei Chuan said proudly: "There is only one of its kind in the world."

The clerk flattered her a bit more and continued to ask, "Miss Meng, do you have any songs you like to listen to?"

Wei Chuan shook his head: "They don't listen to pop songs. Both she and her grandfather like to listen to those humming tunes."

The clerk was surprised that he had met the parents.

“I see. When do you need it?”

Wei Chuan said, "Send it to the south gate of the Z University Arts and Sports Campus at 7 pm on the 31st."

"Please leave me your contact information."

"Okay?" Wei Chuan was stunned.

The clerk nodded: "Here's the deposit."

Professional, Wei Chuan gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Meng Tang still had to go back to study the information and repair methods, so he and Wei Chuan had a quick bite nearby and then returned to school.

After all, it was serious business, so Wei Chuan didn't dare to delay her.

Wei Chuan has to train, so he only has one day off on New Year's Day.

Time was running out, and Meng Tang didn't want others to know, so he simply asked Xu Heqing and Xie Lingyin to meet at an abandoned basketball court.

In the evening of the 31st, everyone was obviously not in the mood to train. Old He couldn't stand their laziness and deliberately delayed time.

The person who sent the flowers called Wei Chuan seven or eight times before he finally showed up.

Wei Chuan ran to the South Gate and got the bouquet of flowers. Without even taking a look at it, he called Meng Tang and asked her where she was.

Unfortunately, Meng Tang also forgot the time because of the Guanyin statue.

The two met at the archway behind Men's Dormitory Building No. 5, both looking out of breath.

Meng Tang asked, "Have they arrived?"

Wei Chuan shook his head: "I don't know, let's go and take a look first."

Meng Tang's breathing was uneven: "Or... you should make a phone call first."

"We agreed to meet at 7 o'clock, and it's already 7:30. Let's go over and take a look."

Meng Tang stared: "..."

This is the first time I've heard of someone being late for a confession.

Hurrying to catch up, when they were about to pass through the bushes, Meng Tang was suddenly grabbed, and Wei Chuan pressed her down to squat.

"What's wrong?" Before he could even ask, a familiar voice pierced the air.

"Xu Heqing, are you really that serious?"

"How could it be so? I'm standing right in front of you, and he actually called and said he likes you?"

"Senior, don't you know that we are together?"

Meng Tang gasped and was so shocked that he was speechless.

Wei Chuan acted faster than he thought. Afraid that Meng Tang would make a sound, he raised his hand to cover her mouth.