Chapter 11

"It's top quality, absolutely top quality."

"This man should only be in heaven, how many times can we see him on earth? Jiang Wan, are we in heaven now?"

Jiang Wan had always admired Chen Meiyu's straightforwardness. She herself wasn't one to beat around the bush and found it easier to interact with straightforward people. Thinking about it this way, if she ran into someone like Lu Jiyu, who was known for his subtle undertones, at school, they would probably just say goodbye and never see each other again.

It’s not like now, where we can actually sit at the same table and eat.

"Chen Meiyun, is that really that exaggerated?" You can praise her if you want, but praising her in front of others is a bit too much. But the facts proved that Jiang Wan was worrying too much. There were four people at the table, and except for her, the other three did not show any discomfort at all.

"I'm not exaggerating, the people chasing after him at school line up all the way to the school gate." Zhou Zifang loves to exaggerate, and if not now, when would he?

Lu Jiyu took the tongs Jiang Wan had just used and patiently spread the meat slice by slice onto the baking tray. The edges of the raw meat slowly curled and deformed from the heat. Lu Jiyu picked up the last piece of raw meat on the plate and took a moment to glance at the person across from him who was staring at the meat eagerly.

Her face was full of anticipation, like a little girl waiting for candy.

How could she manage such an expression with that cold and proud face? So even Chen Wulin couldn't handle it? Lu Jiyu calmly flipped the meat on the baking tray.

"Your barbecue skills are really great." Jiang Wan said without hesitation.

Actually, my other skills are even better. Would you like to try them too?

Stupid thoughts popped up out of nowhere.

Lu Jiyu said coldly, "That doesn't sound like a compliment."

Jiang Wan replied, "Just telling the truth." She thought that guys with girlfriends were really different. Their barbecue was several levels higher than others. There were still three pieces of meat left on her plate, all of which Zhou Zifang had just given her. They were either overcooked or undercooked.

Chen Meiyun snorted twice, not taking Zhou Zifang's boasting seriously: "She's from German Middle School, and she doesn't like studying, so it's normal for her to be a little bit of a fangirl."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wan patted Chen Meiyu's leg and reminded her with his eyes: Why are you bringing this up? Didn't I tell you not to bring this up?

Zhou Zifang sneered. Chen Meiyun's words sounded particularly flattering to him. "Why are you still discriminating against someone based on their academic qualifications? You're so arrogant. May I ask which high school did you graduate from?"

"I haven't graduated yet." Chen Meiyu knew he would ask this, and a hint of pride rose between her brows: "Me? I'm from Jiayuan Middle School, a senior.

Zhou Zifang was a little surprised that this gorgeously dressed man was from Jiayuan Middle School. Fortunately, he was not bad either. Not to be outdone, he said, "Jiayuan has been doing quite well in recent years, but sorry, I'm from Experimental No. 3 Middle School."

In Experiment Three.

Jiang Wan raised his head and couldn't help but glance at the person opposite him.

Isn’t this the target school for his high school entrance exam?

Lu Jiyu, who had been busy grilling meat opposite, could notice her sudden head raise without looking up. He drooped his eyelids and picked up all the roasted meat on the edge of the grilling tray and put it on a plate.

It’s true, just hearing the name of the school can make me excited.

Chen Meiyun was even more excited, slamming her chopsticks on the table: "Are you from Experimental Three?"

"Then you must know Chen Wulin."

The atmosphere cooled for three seconds, even the red-hot iron plate on the table couldn't save it.

"I don't know him."

"know."

Chen Meiyun found it interesting and asked Zhou Zifang, "How come you're from No. 3 Middle School and don't know Chen Wulin?"

Zhou Zifang felt uncomfortable the moment he heard the name, and now that he had heard it twice, his anger flared up even more. "What? You don't know what law he broke? Are you planning on putting me in jail?"

If you have the ability, try it.

Jiang Wan took the lettuce and wrapped the meat, and casually asked the person opposite, "Do you know Chen Wulin?"

Lu Jiyu was holding a barbecue tong in his hand, his elbows and wrists resting nonchalantly on the edge of the table. His usually bright eyes were now expressionless, and he looked somewhat proud.

Yes, are you scared? Are you nervous? Not only do I know him, I also know his mother.

Lu Jiyu had just finished grilling a plate of meat and raised his hand to signal the waiter to change the grill pan. Jiang Wan's half-raised gaze happened to fall on his slender, strong arms. The blue veins were faintly visible under the cold white skin, like winding and interlaced mountains, hidden and powerful.

To say Lu Jiyu desired nothing, his heart as calm as water, would be far too false. While he wasn't as impulsive as Zhou Zifang, he certainly wasn't one to mistreat himself. He knew his strengths too well. It was just that, having followed Lu Lin through the world of fame and fortune since childhood, and having witnessed countless false and hypocritical interactions, Lu Jiyu had long been immune to the trappings of superficiality.

"Do you know Chen Wulin?" He didn't answer, but deliberately asked back, somewhat tentatively.

"He is my neighbor and we grew up together."

Lu Jiyu wondered what kind of family and confidence could nurture her to be so frank and unreserved.

Chen Meiyun lowered her head and drank a sip of the sour plum soup that had just been served. She said shamelessly, "It's the legendary childhood sweetheart."

Is this right?

Lu Jiyu thought. Her acquaintance with Chen Wulin was inevitable, while her acquaintance with him was accidental. There wasn't such a thing as so many calculated approaches and probing attempts in this world. He put down the barbecue tongs in his hand, took the iced soy milk that had just been served, and poured himself half a cup. Or? He questioned the person across from him with his eyes.

Jiang Wan silently pushed his cup in front of him.

"I have a classmate who knows him and mentioned him to me a few times." Lu Jiyu explained lightly, took a tissue to wipe the soy milk that accidentally hung on the wall of the cup, and then brought the cup back to Jiang Wan.

He didn't lie, but he didn't tell the truth either.

"Where did you go to junior high school?" Chen Meiyu leaned over and asked knowingly.

"Silin Middle School."

Chen Meiyu pretended to be surprised. "So impressive? I have a friend who graduated there, so how did you end up getting into Dewen? The admission rate for Siwen Key High School is at least 99% if not 100%. Ugh."

She was halfway through her words when she felt the person next to her kicking her. When she turned around, she saw Jiang Wan staring at her with a disapproving look.

Chen Meiyu had no choice but to shut up.

Zhou Zifang, standing by, couldn't take it anymore and immediately started to protect his child: "Why didn't Xingren do poorly on the high school entrance exam? And what's wrong with German? There are German students who got into 985211 universities! What era is this? And you're still using school discrimination! You're still a young person from the new era!"

Chen Meiyun, who was about to give up, was choked and didn't say a word for a long time, but she never suffered any loss: "Doesn't the fact that Dewen Middle School has a 985211 degree go back to the New Era?"

It’s poisonous. It’s really poisonous.

Old, really a bit old.

Jiang Wan listened to the two people arguing next to him, picked up a piece of meat that Lu Jiyu had just grilled and stuffed it into his mouth, commenting impartially: "This piece is a bit overcooked."

Across from him, Lu Jiyu remained silent, his hands moving constantly. He only glanced up at her. Seeing that he seemed a little unhappy again, Jiang Wan quietly leaned over and said in a low voice, "Of course it's much better than Zhou Zifang's."

You're kidding me like I'm a three-year-old.

This is such bad technology that even a three-year-old would roll his eyes.

But Lu Jiyu was planning to quit, but he resigned himself to his fate and took the plate of pickled pork belly that had just been served and continued to grill it.

There's no other way. What kind of meat can be roasted by the young lady herself?

Lu Jiyu silently picked up a piece of freshly roasted pork belly from the baking tray and placed it on her plate: "This one is just right."

Jiang Wan didn't expect him to be so competitive. After casually saying the meat was old, he immediately grilled another piece to prove himself. Jiang Wan didn't even eat the meat this time. He just gave a thumbs up and praised it: "I can tell this piece is perfect at first glance!"

This perfunctory and insincere exaggeration left Lu Jiyu speechless.

Jiang Wan was full, so he put down his chopsticks and started drinking water. Lu Jiyu saw that the person opposite him had almost finished eating, so he also put down his barbecue tongs and lowered his head to drink soy milk.

Zhou Zifang nudged Lu Jiyu and said, "I want some beef tongue. Can you grill it?"

"You don't have hands?" Lu Jiyu put down the soy milk and glanced at him sideways with a rather bad attitude.

It's not fair! This is not fair! Zhou Zi shouted in his heart! You didn't treat Jiang Wan like this when you were grilling meat just now!

"That wasn't your attitude just now." Zhou Zifang snorted twice and complained softly. The table was so small that no matter how quiet his voice was, the two people opposite him could hear it clearly. Jiang Wan looked at him, thinking that he was throwing a tantrum because he couldn't eat the meat, and generously pushed the plate next to him towards Zhou Zifang: "You can eat here."

Zhou Zifang waved his hand to refuse, saying that it was not a matter of meat, but a matter of attitude.

Chen Meiyun also put down her chopsticks at this moment, and her ambiguous eyes belatedly swept back and forth between Lu Jiyu and Jiang Wan, trying to find the hint of an affair. It's only been a few days, could it be that this handsome neighbor and Jiang Wan are already having an affair?

Several people were imagining things frantically, each with their own little thoughts.

Lu Jiyu only heard him say slowly: "She's treating us and paying the bill. Why don't I bake it for you instead of her?"

…

"A scalper! This guy is most likely a scalper!"

After finishing the barbecue, Zhou Zifang took Lu Jiyu to the convenience store next to the barbecue restaurant to buy things. Chen Meiyu and Jiang Wan were waiting for them at the intersection.

Chen Meiyu twisted her head and peeked inside through the floor-to-ceiling window of the convenience store. The store was brightly lit, and the shelves of the convenience store blocked their figures. From here, she could only barely see the backs of two heads.

But a handsome guy is a handsome guy, even the back of his head is more regular than that of ordinary people.

But unfortunately he is a gold digger.

Jiang Wan chewed on the mint candy given by the barbecue restaurant, her hands tucked into her skirt pockets. She knew that Chen Meiyun had been very concerned about this matter since she was cheated by her last boyfriend, so she didn't refute it: "Don't worry, you can't get me. He seems to have a girlfriend."

Chen Meiyu was even more speechless. "He has a girlfriend, but he's still so devoted to you, and he feels comfortable letting you treat him to dinner? Jiang Wan, be careful. I'm telling you, this society is very cruel to women. Just making up some dirty rumors can send a girl to hell. An employee at my mom's company was slapped in the face by the ex-wife who came to the office because she had an affair with a married colleague. Later, when we checked the WeChat chat history, we found out that the scumbag had marked the mistress's name as his colleague's."

"Do you think it's cheap?"

"In the end, the original wife didn't even apologize, and she and the scumbag even reconciled happily. But the female employee couldn't stand the rumors, and her mental state became bad, so she resigned."

"But don't worry, if anyone dares to let you suffer such an unjust accusation, I will definitely raid his house!"

"No, I'm not even needed. Ms. Li Wan took him down in a heartbeat. Speaking of which, your mother's birthday is coming up soon, right? Have you discussed how you're going to celebrate it this year?"

Jiang Wan occasionally thought about this matter these days. Li Wan had been silent on WeChat, and the chat history was still stuck at the last time she congratulated Jiang Wan on getting extra points, and then transferred money to her as a reward.

"No, she has been very busy recently." The night breeze was refreshing, and Jiang Wan was full and satisfied. He squinted his eyes comfortably, looking like a satisfied cat.

Chen Meiyun could tell she was in a good mood, and sighed, "The relationship between you and your mother seems to have eased a lot compared to junior high school."

Jiang Wan pursed his lips.

Her relationship with Li Wan has indeed shown signs of easing recently, but it is still a long way from being a mother and daughter who can talk about anything.

She said jokingly, "After all, Ms. Li Wan is a wealthy woman now. I have to cling to her."

Chen Meiyun glanced back at the two boys who were checking out at the counter after buying something. The mention of Chen Wulin suddenly reminded her of something: "Chen Wulin came to me a few days ago and was asking about you. Didn't you ignore him?"

"He also came to me and asked me why I didn't go home." Jiang Wan sighed: "I really wasn't trying to avoid him. It's just more convenient for me to live in the studio. And it's been so long since that happened. Why do you think he still can't let it go?"

Chen Meiyun held her face in her hands and thought for a moment: "Maybe it's because you have become estranged from him."

"I'm estranged from him partly because of the fucking thing, but more because I don't know how to get along with him. I sometimes feel like he's quite strange."

"Have you told him this?"

Jiang Wan shook his head: "Forget it, I'm still quite disgusted by that incident. Besides, I have a feeling that the matter between his mother and Jiang Huainan is not over yet."

Chen Meiyun had always found Jiang Wan's family story quite bizarre: "What kind of scenario is this? Half-brothers and half-sisters?"

Jiang Wan didn't like this topic very much: "Let's not talk about this."

She looked up at the sky. The moon was bright and the air was clear, with a refreshing breeze. It was a rare good day. It was also a good day for drinking.

I really want to drink.

Jiang Wan took out his hand and raised it to the sky, stretching it lazily without reservation and in a very casual manner. By the way, before the end of the day, he silently made a wish.

Make sure to get some wine before the day is over.