Chapter 37

Zhong Mengyuan usually hangs out with his colleagues, and they often call each other "brother" and "sister" when joking around, so this time he called out "brother" naturally and with full energy, without thinking about anything else.

Jiang Nanyu still blushed slightly: "Don't call me like that, it sounds weird."

"Huh?" Zhong Mengyuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had just casually used the name he used to call Jiang Nanyu while joking with his colleagues. He felt a little embarrassed and apologized, "Sorry, I'm used to it."

Jiang Nanyu's face turned even redder, and she waved her hands randomly: "It's okay, it's okay."

[This is so funny! Why do I hear a sense of righteousness in Zhong Mengyuan's "brother"?]

[What kind of good person calls me brother in such a tone! ]

[Jiang Nanyu, why are you blushing? Can't you even handle the word "brother"?!]

Zhong Mengyuan wouldn't call him "brother" like that during the livestream, would she? (Chin in hand)

【Hahahaha, the two of them are like brothers.】

…

When Zhong Mengyuan and Jiang Nanyu returned to the villa, Zheng Wei and Chen Qinglin had arrived earlier than them and were still in the living room. Zhang Yang was preparing his dinner in the kitchen. Only Yin Mu was still in the room.

Everyone greeted each other, and Zhong Mengyuan said she wanted to go upstairs to see Yin Mu. But she hadn't taken two steps when Zheng Wei called her back, "Wait for me, I'm going too."

"Well, come on."

Zhong Mengyuan and Zheng Wei knocked on Yin Mu's door. Yin Mu was almost asleep when he was woken up. He frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

Zhong Mengyuan raised his voice and responded: "Me."

Yin Mu recognized Zhong Mengyuan's voice, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and replied, "I'm coming."

She lazily got out of bed and opened the door. Seeing Zhong Mengyuan and Zheng Wei outside, she asked in surprise, "Did you two come back at the same time or something?"

"No, we came back at the same time." Zheng Wei said with a smile. Seeing that she was listless, she asked, "Zhang Yang is still downstairs cooking. Why did you go to bed so early?"

Yin Mu covered his mouth and yawned, his voice unclear: "I wanted to lie down for a while, but I fell asleep without realizing it."

Zhong Mengyuan straightened a strand of hair on her head and said, "You haven't eaten yet, right? We stopped by the bakery on the way back and bought some food. Would you like to try some?"

Yin Mu shook his head: "I'm not hungry now. I ate too much snacks in the afternoon."

"Then go downstairs and stay there. If you go to sleep now, you'll have insomnia again tonight."

"Oh...you guys go first, I'll come after I change my clothes."

"Then come quickly."

"Okay, I got it."

After watching them leave, Yin Mu changed his clothes and washed his face before slowly going downstairs.

Everyone was sharing the desserts bought by Zhong Mengyuan and the others in the restaurant. Zhang Yang probably refused the high-calorie dessert and ate a green chicken breast and vegetable salad miserably by himself.

It's a very clear-cut diet.

[Oh my god, Zhang Yang, you really have great self-control.]

[Why does Zhang Yang look so miserable hhhh. ]

[How did Zhang Yang manage to eat grass in front of delicious food?]

If I had this much perseverance, I would have succeeded in losing weight long ago.

…

When Zhong Mengyuan saw Yin Mu come in, she hurriedly pulled her over to sit down: "I have your favorite tiramisu, I saved it for you, let's share it."

"Okay." Yin Mu pulled out a chair and sat down, "You guys aren't planning on having a proper meal."

"It's time to control yourself sometimes." Zheng Wei pouted. "I think I've gained a few pounds in the past few days. How can I go back to work?"

Yin Mu laughed: "Put down the Swiss roll in your hand before you talk."

Zheng Wei chuckled: "It's okay, I'll eat it first and talk about it tomorrow."

Yin Mu smiled and shook his head. He took the spoon handed to him by Zhong Mengyuan, scooped a spoonful of tiramisu into his mouth, and felt that it was smooth and delicate in the mouth. He immediately squinted his eyes in satisfaction: "It tastes good."

"Yeah." Zhong Mengyuan said proudly, "That store is having a tasting event. I took one bite and I knew you would like it."

Yin Mu pressed against her shoulder and rubbed it like a cat: "I knew you were the best."

"Go away." Zhong Mengyuan pushed her forehead with his finger, "Don't rub your spoon on my clothes."

Zhong Mengyuan only ate two bites of a tiramisu, and the rest went into Yin Mu's stomach. After finishing the tiramisu, she reached out to pick up the puff: "This puff looks good too, is it matcha?"

"Yeah, try it."

The puff was not big, so Yin Mu stuffed the whole thing into his mouth and gave it a thumbs up, praising it: "Delicious."

Zhang Yang ate his salad with a frown on his face. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Yin Mu, is it really okay for you to eat like this? Your eating habits are too unhealthy."

Yin Mu didn't care: "Really? It's okay."

"Not at all," Zhang Yang put down his chopsticks and listed them one by one. "You had a sandwich at noon, a bunch of snacks in the afternoon, and dessert in the evening. All in all, you didn't eat a proper meal at all."

"I had an omelet this morning. It had vegetables in it, so it was very nutritionally balanced." Yin Mu looked at Chen Qinglin, "It was made by Chen Qinglin, right?"

Chen Qinglin had been watching her eat silently. When she suddenly called him, he was stunned for two seconds and nodded: "Yeah."

Yin Mu raised his chin towards Zhang Yang and said, "Look."

Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "So healthy, is your stomach okay?"

Zhong Mengyuan interrupted, "She has a strong stomach. When we were in junior high school, the food in the cafeteria was terrible. Many people would rather eat instant noodles every day, which not only gave them stomachaches, but also made them malnourished and skinny." She paused here and pointed at Yin Mu, "Only this girl doesn't even know what a stomachache feels like."

[Hahahaha, it's clear Zhang Yang's words are insincere.]

【Yin Mu really has an iron stomach, I envy him.】

[Envy +1, she eats so much and doesn't even gain weight.]

[I'm the same way! My appetite is amazing and I never get a stomachache from eating anything.]

My point is, did Yin Mu and Zhong Mengyuan know each other in junior high school? That's years ago.

…

Zhou Jingyu and Lu Zilin came back late. They had dinner outside and seemed to have had a lot of fun. When they came back, they kept talking about the drama that had just ended.

Not long after, Meng Meng also arrived, chatted with them casually, and then announced the next arrangements.

"After spending the past few days together and dating, I believe everyone has gotten to know each other better. You should have a basic idea of ​​who you're attracted to and who you'd like to get to know further. Therefore, we'll be arranging some free dating time. You can invite someone you want to get to know better. If you don't want to date for the time being, you can stay in the villa and move around freely."

Meng Meng paused here and continued, "Starting tonight, we will hold a vote every day. Everyone must choose the male and female guest you like the most. The two guests with the most votes each day will have the absolute right to date them."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in confusion. No one spoke immediately. Zheng Wei asked, "Is there any special privilege?"

"That's right." Meng Meng confirmed her question and said, "To explain it more clearly, let me give you an example. For example, on a normal date, Zhang Yang invites you out. If you don't want to go, you can just refuse. But if he has the absolute right to go that day, you can't refuse and must accept his invitation."

Zheng Wei rolled her eyes slightly when she heard Meng Meng use her and Zhang Yang as examples.

"Oh, there's one more thing," Meng Meng added. "The person with absolute dating rights can also join any other two people's dates. They can't refuse, they can only accept. —Is there anything else you don't understand about this rule?"

Yin Mu confirmed, "Voting is done every day, so the person who has the absolute right to date is different every day, right?"

"Yes."

Yin Mu nodded in understanding: "I understand."

Meng Meng asked, "Where are the others? Any more questions?"

Lu Zilin raised his hand and said, "I have another question. What if the person with absolute dating rights doesn't want to go on a date? Does that make their spot void?"

Meng Meng shrugged: "We all have the absolute right to date, so of course there are no restrictions."

Zhong Mengyuan immediately thought of another question: "What if both the person who makes the invitation and the person who receives the invitation have absolute authority to make the date? Whose decision should we listen to?"

"Then you can negotiate among yourselves. If you reach a consensus, then go ahead. If you can't, there's nothing we can do." Meng Meng paused and said, "However, I think the possibility of this outcome is unlikely."

Zhong Mengyuan disagreed: "That's hard to say."

Meng Meng nodded: "Okay, okay, you're very thoughtful. Anyway, here are the rules. Please put the cards with your names written on them into the mailbox before midnight, and we will count them. - Oh, and one more thing." She looked at Yin Mu and said, "No mutual discussion or waiver is allowed. Even if you write randomly, you must write two names, one male and one female."

Yin Mu was a little speechless: "No, why are you staring at me and saying this."

Meng Meng said quietly, "I'm afraid you'll take advantage of the situation."

“…”

[Hahahaha, are you saying Yin Mu has a history of breaking the rules?]

[Yin Mu, look at what your image has become!]

[Laughing to death, Meng Meng stared at Yin Mu.]

【Vote now, looking forward to it! 】

[Meng Meng is clever again. (dog head)]

…

Before going to bed, Yin Mu lay on the bed with a card in front of him, biting the tip of the pen and hesitating about who to write to.

From a personal perspective, her first thought was naturally Chen Qinglin and Zhong Mengyuan, but Zhong Mengyuan might not want to date, and she was worried that Chen Qinglin would choose her if he got the absolute right to date, so she couldn't help but feel very conflicted.

After thinking it over again and again, Yin Mu finally made up his mind. He quickly wrote down two names on the card, got out of bed, and prepared to go out to cast the card.

She had just opened the door when Zhong Mengyuan also opened the door and came out. They smiled at each other.

Zhong Mengyuan raised the card in his hand and asked casually, "Who did you write to?"

Yin Mu smiled slightly: "Guess?"

"I'm too lazy to guess. Anyway, I know you didn't write about me."

"You guessed it right, so smart." Yin Mu didn't play tricks on her and said, "You don't want to go on a date anyway, right? It would be great if we could just rest in the villa."

Zhong Mengyuan raised an eyebrow: "Great minds think alike." He casually dropped the card into the mailbox and patted her shoulder. "Let's go. Go to bed early. Good night."

Yin Mu smiled and replied, "Good night."