Chapter 92 Don't Hate Me

A heavy force hit his chest, and Meng Tang turned over with a frown.

I didn't sleep for two seconds before my heart felt blocked and anxious.

She groaned and raised her hand to push away the weight on her body.

After touching it, she used her fingertips to trace out a section of the palm.

Meng Tang paused and sat up.

"ah……"

She gave a short scream and kicked the other person on the shoulder.

Wei Chuan opened his eyes in confusion, but before he could react, he was kicked in the chest several more times.

Wei Chuan was suddenly woken up when he was feeling very sleepy, and subconsciously tried to catch the person who attacked him.

Meng Tang refused and dodged, and a moment later, several slaps flew towards Wei Chuan.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

"Get out of here, I'm calling the police."

Her grip was so strong that Wei Chuan felt his nose was crooked. He covered it and said, "It's me."

Meng Tang was in such a state of fear that he could not distinguish his voice.

She raised her foot again, and Wei Chuan grabbed her ankle, pulled it hard, and sat astride her.

"save--"

Wei Chuan leaned over and covered Meng Tang's mouth with his hand.

Meng Tang suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Mmmmm...Help...Mmmmm..."

"I'm Wei Chuan." Wei Chuan endured the pain in his body to prove himself, "Don't move, I'm having a reaction."

The room suddenly became quiet.

Wei Chuan exhaled sharply, then said, "Hey Siri, turn on the light."

The room was brightly lit, and Meng Tang couldn't adapt to the brightness for a moment, so he turned his head and closed his eyes.

The blush from the shock had not yet subsided, and Wei Chuan was stunned for a moment, staring at her with his Adam's apple rolled up.

Meng Tang adjusted to the light, turned around and met Wei Chuan's eyes.

"You...you...you go down." Meng Tang was shaking all over.

If she went down now, her appearance would be exposed. Wei Chuan stood up slightly and discussed with her: "Can we wait a moment?"

Meng Tang bit her lip and shook her head.

Wei Chuan grabbed the pillow, covered his lower body with it, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Meng Tang pulled the quilt over and slowly covered himself up, not caring about the whole thing.

He looked ashamed and angry as if he wanted to die.

Wei Chuan raised his hand and patted the quilt: "I didn't mean it."

Meng Tang struggled under the quilt. From Wei Chuan's perspective, it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.

He laughed and patted again: "Why are you sleeping here?"

Meng Tang was almost embarrassed to death. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and slowly turned her body.

He reached the edge of the bed with his feet and moved his whole body down.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Wei Chuan threw away his pillow and stood up to chase after her.

Meng Tang was trapped in the corner with his blanket.

"What are you doing?" Meng Tang's face was full of defense.

Wei Chuan raised his hand, stepped back slightly, and said, "If I don't stop you from listening to my explanation, I really didn't mean it. I, I..."

Damn, Wei Chuan wanted to punch himself.

After a day of training, most of my energy is gone, but I can still react?

It’s amazing!

Why does he always run into such embarrassing things?

What would Meng Tang think of him in his heart?

Wei Chuan grabbed his hair in annoyance and retreated to the end of the bed.

"Stop talking." Meng Tang bit his lower lip.

"I came back at half past ten and fell asleep on the sofa. I woke up in the middle of the night and stumbled into the guest bedroom."

"I thought you were sleeping in the master bedroom. I didn't mean to."

Seeing Meng Tang lowering his head, he continued, "I put your suitcase in the master bedroom. Why didn't you sleep over there?"

Meng Tang said, "I'm just staying here for a while, so I can't occupy the owner's bedroom."

"It's my fault for not explaining it to you clearly." Wei Chuan stared at her and added softly after a while, "Don't hate me."

Meng Tang shook his head.

Wei Chuan slowly stepped back, went around to the other side to get his cell phone, and walked out of the guest bedroom.

Meng Tang's legs suddenly went limp and he squatted on the ground with the quilt.

I couldn't sleep at all. Things that happened between me and Wei Chuan kept popping up in my mind, and then I fell into an inexplicable tangle.

If it was her movement that caused his reaction, would he do the same if it was someone else?

There's no hope!

Meng Tang leaned her back against the wall. Why was she so obsessed with this issue?

She suddenly remembered the photos Wei Chuan had saved in his phone. Wei Chuan said that they were not taken of Xie Lingyin.

But in the eyes of Xie Lingyin and Xu Heqing, Wei Chuan has always liked her.

An absurd answer came to his mind, and Meng Tang silently clenched the corner of the quilt.

If...if the person Wei Chuan likes is her, then...when did it start?

His reckless behavior seemed to have a reasonable explanation.

At first she didn't understand why he had to drag her to confess his feelings, and why his words were so incoherent.

If the answer is that Wei Chuan likes her, it is easy to understand.

He desperately tried every possible means to make her compromise and stay away from Li Hanjin.

She "liked" Xu Heqing at that time, and Xu Heqing was the weapon he thought could be used to deal with her.

But she agreed to confess just to please him, she had no intention of confessing to Xu Heqing at all.

Meng Tang stood up holding the quilt and slowly lay down on the bed.

He kept the confession gift she carved for him at home, the bookmark was broken, his face was gloomy, and he even made a mistake with the bouquet of flowers she had used for the confession...

Meng Tang chuckled.

Wei Chuan, you don’t really like me, do you?

The next morning, Meng Tang woke up before the alarm clock.

She got out of bed quietly and tried to keep the noise down while washing herself, for fear of waking Wei Chuan.

Today he could only go out to have breakfast, so Meng Tang went back to his room to get his coat.

When Meng Tang walked out of the guest bedroom, Wei Chuan was standing in front of him like a soldier, which scared him.

"You're so early in the morning..."

Wei Chuan said, "I ordered breakfast, let's eat first before we leave."

Meng Tang nodded.

The two of them didn't say a word while eating.

After dinner, Wei Chuan followed like a bodyguard: "I'll take you there."

"No need." Meng Tang raised his eyes, "I can take the subway by myself."

Wei Chuan asked: "Are you still angry with me?"

It was just an accident, Meng Tang shook his head.

Wei Chuan was silent for a moment, then persisted for a while: "Can I take you there?"

Meng Tang entered the elevator, and the two looked at each other, thousands of words about to be separated by the elevator door.

Wei Chuan lowered his head in frustration. He was so annoying!

"Ding", the elevator opened again.

"Aren't you going to give me a ride? Why are you standing there?"

Wei Chuan suddenly looked up and walked into the elevator with his hands and feet together.

Meng Tang turned his head away and bit his lip, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

Such a big guy came in with his hands and feet clumsily, like a fool.

When they arrived at the museum, Meng Tang got out of the car without delay.

Wei Chuan got out of the car and asked her, "What time will you come out?"

Meng Tang looked at him: "I don't know."

Wei Chuan didn't ask any further questions. After parking the car, he lowered the seat and lay there for a long time.

Since he didn't see Meng Tang come out at noon, he ordered takeout and had a quick bite.

Meng Tang will go back tomorrow, so he should come out early today.

Wei Chuan didn't even dare to play with his mobile phone. He waited until three o'clock before he finally saw that figure.

He ran over and saw Meng Tang covering one eye, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with your eye?"

"Why are you here?" Meng Tang looked up.

Wei Chuan said: "I didn't leave. I waited for you for a whole day."

Meng Tang was stunned. He actually waited for her for a whole day?

She was basically sure of her guess from last night.

But no one knows where Wei Chuan's feelings began. Perhaps, even he himself can't find it.

"You're on vacation?"

"Don't worry about it." Wei Chuan took her hand away and lifted her chin. "Tell me, what's wrong with your eyes? They look so red."

"There's sawdust in it." Meng Tang wanted to rub it, but was stopped by Wei Chuan.

"There are cotton swabs and purified water in the car. I'll take care of it for you."

Meng Tang could hardly open his eyes, but nodded when he heard this.

Wei Chuan said, “Go to the back and lie on my lap.