Chapter 90 What You Drink Is Mine

"Li Hanjin, give me back my phone."

Wei Chuan paused while eating. Tian Yu, who was sitting opposite him, asked, "Brother Chuan, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Chuan raised his hand to signal him not to speak. The people at the table looked at each other and ate more quietly.

Meng Tang stood on tiptoe to reach her cell phone, but Li Hanjin raised his hand to avoid her, so she couldn't touch it at all.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"You've already looked for Xun Li'an, right?" Li Hanjin questioned Meng Tang.

"I did look for him." Meng Tang admitted directly, "If you have something to say, just say it. Give me back my phone. I'm still on the phone."

Li Hanjin turned a deaf ear and laughed angrily: "I said we should discuss it together, but you made your own decision without telling me?"

Meng Tangyang met his gaze and said calmly, "My starting point for everything is just for that Guanyin statue."

Li Hanjin said, "Don't forget, this cultural relic was restored in a different location, and Xun Li'an's decision alone doesn't count."

"But if there are technical risks, he has the right to reject your repair plan, and he also has the right to organize a repair team."

Li Hanjin's team is a third-party agency recommended by their original place of origin. Although they have sufficient qualifications, they have been working closely together over the years, and there is suspicion of an alliance of interests.

The reason why Xun Li'an accepted him to repair the statue in a different place was simply because of Li Hanjin's reputation as a former apprentice of Meng Yuchun.

Meng Tang had discussed the pros and cons with him in advance, so Xun Li'an naturally lost his good impression of Li Hanjin.

At the meeting on the restoration plan, it seemed that they asked Li Hanjin's opinion on every aspect, but in fact they wanted him to give up.

Li Hanjin was smart, so he naturally understood what Xun Li'an meant.

The restoration of a Guanyin statue will bring great fame to his Begonia Workshop.

The failure of this project was detrimental to his foothold in City Z, so Li Hanjin chased after him with a bit of anger.

“…”

We are still arguing on the phone.

Wei Chuan listened to everything. He pointed at the plate and motioned Tian Yu to clean it up for him, then walked out of the cafeteria.

He hung up and called again.

Meng Tang and Li Hanjin confronted each other silently. After half a minute, Li Hanjin was defeated and gave her the phone.

Meng Tang picked up the phone and answered it: "Hello."

Wei Chuan came up and asked, "Has Li Hanjin left?"

Meng Tang raised his eyes: "No."

Wei Chuan said, "Put your phone on speakerphone."

Meng Tang was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to talk to him," Wei Chuan said, "but I can't hit him."

Meng Tang turned on the hands-free mode.

"Li Hanjin, stay away from my girlfriend from now on."

Meng Tang was petrified. Is this what he was going to say?

Li Hanjin sneered: "If you have the guts, just keep watching him."

"Whether I watch or not is none of your business, Meng Tang. Remember to disinfect your phone."

Meng Tang quickly turned off the speaker and moved the phone to his ear: "Why are you telling him all this nonsense?"

"I'm just unhappy with him." Wei Chuan said, "Did he give you any trouble?"

Meng Tang: "...I made it difficult for him."

Wei Chuan laughed out loud: "Can you still embarrass others?"

"Do you look down on people?"

"No, I just wanted to see you giving people a hard time. You must be pretty good looking."

Meng Tang felt a numbness in his ears and held the phone in silence.

Wei Chuan scratched his head at the deserted road.

Isn't that what they say online? They should praise each other more, so why didn't Meng Tang say anything?

Meng Tang exhaled slowly: "Why are you calling me?"

"See if you've eaten." Wei Chuan said, "I was eating just now."

Meng Tang said, "I haven't eaten yet. I quarreled for a long time this morning and my head hurts."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly felt like she wanted to act coquettishly, and the last four words were drowned out on her lips.

"Then hurry up and eat." Wei Chuan will always remember her hypoglycemia. "What time is it?"

Meng Tang responded and hung up the phone.

She was busy until dark in the afternoon, and finally decided that she and Li Hanjin would carry out traditional industrial restoration of the Guanyin statue together.

Next I need to do a body test, but there is not enough time, so I can only do it tomorrow.

According to Meng Tang's estimation, the first phase of work can be completed before the Chinese New Year, and with the help of the museum, the materials for the second phase can also be prepared together.

The body inspection involved many steps, from cleaning the eyes and percussing them to taking radiographs for testing, which took half a month.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Tang dragged his tired body onto the subway.

If someone hadn't reminded her, she would have missed her stop.

It was not yet three o'clock when Meng Tang returned to Compo. He hadn't eaten lunch and was a little hungry.

I was just about to ask the housekeeper if he could send me some food at this time, but I was startled by the sneakers that appeared at the entrance.

"You're back?"

Wei Chuan walked over from the living room and looked at her with his head tilted.

Meng Tang was stunned. They were all busy during this period. Wei Chuan had a simulation competition with the neighboring school.

The two haven't been in touch for almost ten days.

"Why are you back?"

Thinking of the trip to Yanqing on the 21st, Wei Chuan cleared his throat: "I'll take half a day off every two weeks and come back to see you."

Meng Tang said as he changed his shoes, "Does that mean you have to go back to school tonight?"

Wei Chuan walked forward, stood beside her against the wall, hugged his chest, and looked teasingly: "From the tone of your voice, you don't want me to leave?"

"No, let me ask." Meng Tang put the bag on the cabinet. "I haven't eaten yet. Do you want to eat something with me?"

It was still late and Wei Chuan hadn't eaten yet. He frowned and wanted to say something, but seeing Meng Tang looking at him innocently, he could only dial the housekeeper's internal line.

Meng Tang stepped forward to stop him: "Wait."

The hand that was dialing the phone paused, and Wei Chuan's eyes met hers from her white wrist: "What's wrong?"

Meng Tang chuckled and said, "How about we eat something unhealthy?"

Wei Chuan was amused: "How is it unhealthy? Hamburger milk tea?"

After taking Comparison for half a month, Meng Tang felt that his sense of taste had become weaker.

"I want pizza, fried chicken, or something like that. BBQ is also fine."

"Let me have some." Wei Chuan glanced at Meng Tang, "What do you want to drink?"

Meng Tang said, "Lemonade, please."

Wei Chuan said, "I'll ask the butler to bring two glasses of lemonade."

"good."

In less than half an hour, everything Meng Tang wanted to eat was delivered.

But I ate two pieces of pizza, two pieces of barbecue, and only tried the honey mustard sauce on the fried chicken, plus two small rice cakes.

Wei Chuan was so angry that he almost laughed. With that expression and tone just now, he thought she could swallow a cow.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked the butler to send over a plate of pineapple shrimp fried rice.

Meng Tang couldn't finish it, so he gave half to Wei Chuan.

Wei Chuan smiled and took the lemonade from the coffee table.

"Hmm..." Meng Tang chased after him with his mouth full of fried rice and his cheeks puffed out.

Wei Chuan raised his hand to avoid it and said with a smile: "You have your own and you still want to drink mine, you are quite domineering."

Meng Tang shook his head anxiously.

"Don't be in a hurry. Finish what's in your mouth first." Wei Chuan comforted her while slowly drinking a sip of lemonade.

Meng Tang withdrew his arm stiffly.

Wei Chuan took another sip through the straw, tilting his head to look up at her: "What's wrong? Are you angry because I didn't give you a drink?"

Meng Tang hurriedly swallowed the last mouthful of fried rice and said with his neck stiff, "What you are drinking is mine."

"Well……"

Wei Chuan looked at the lemonade in his hand, then looked at the one on the coffee table, and handed it over blankly: "Give it back to you."

Meng Tang patted the area below his collarbone fiercely.

"Are you so angry?" Wei Chuan was a little panicked. "I didn't mean to. I didn't notice."

Meng Tang shook her head and pointed to her throat. She was choking!

Wei Chuan reacted and subconsciously blocked the lemonade to her lips: "Take a sip to smooth it out."

The straw was still stained with an ambiguous water sheen, and Meng Tang opened his mouth without thinking.