Chapter 57 Spreading Like Wildfire

The warm yellow light poured down from above, giving Meng Yanchen's outline a soft edge.

He held his chin with his hand, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to drip tears, and he just looked at Fan Shengmei quietly.

Fan Shengmei was stunned, her brain desperately trying to recall——

The night of the concert?

What happened on the night of the concert?

Didn’t he just give her a hairpin?

Then what?

what happened?

Dead brain, think about it quickly, how did they get "together"?

Everyone at the table stared at her. She blinked, and her first reaction was—

We can’t embarrass Meng Yanchen.

"Yes, that night."

She nodded calmly and repeated emphatically,

"It was the night of the concert."

Qu Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, Qiu Yingying bit her chopsticks with a gossipy look on her face, and even Andy had a playful expression.

Fan Shengmei stiffened her neck and persisted.

"It really was that night!"

Meng Yanchen chuckled and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"It doesn't matter."

His voice was gentle, "Just say whatever you think. You don't have to cooperate with me. Tell your friends, when do you think we got together?"

He paused, then added, "I want to know, too."

When Fan Shengmei saw that she was exposed, her momentum suddenly dropped by half, and she grumbled softly,

"I thought, I thought it was... that day in the office..."

Qu Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, "Sister Fan, your expression... is very suspicious."

Qiu Yingying came over and asked, "Sister Fan, what exactly happened in the office?"

"That day..." Fan Shengmei hesitated.

Meng Yanchen suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled her over.

"Okay, I took the initiative to kiss her that day, so we're officially together, so there's no problem."

The dining table was instantly boiling——

“Wow!!!”

Qu Xiaoxiao slammed the table, "Meng Yanchen, you're amazing! You're taking advantage of our Big Sister Fan without making any noise."

Even Bao Yifan excitedly took out his cell phone.

"Meng Yanchen, say it again. Look at the beast you are now. I must record it for you."

Qiu Yingying excitedly shook Guan Juer's arm.

"Guan Guan! So sweet! So sweet! I want to have this kind of sweet love too!"

She nudged Guan Juer and said, "Guan Guan, come on! Ask one too!"

Guan Juer blushed, adjusted her glasses, and asked in a low voice,

"Then I have a simple question, Mr. Meng, when is Sister Fan's birthday?"

Meng Yanchen barely thought about it.

"August 5th."

He looked at Fan Shengmei and added, "This year is the first birthday I celebrate with her."

“Is this true?!”

Qiu Yingying's eyes widened. "Sister Fan, how come we didn't know?"

Fan Shengmei nodded openly, "Really, he happened to be passing by that day, so we celebrated his birthday together."

"Just right? There are too many coincidences between you two."

Qu Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow and immediately grasped the key point, "Meng Yanchen, tell me the truth, did you have any ill intentions towards our Sister Fan at that time?"

"Xiao Qu!" Fan Shengmei reminded.

Meng Yanchen adjusted his glasses and thought seriously for a few seconds. "The feeling at that time... was more of an involuntary desire to get closer."

He looked at Fan Shengmei with gentle eyes, "It must be heart-throb."

Fan Shengmei was stunned——

She hadn't expected it, really, so early?

Qu Xiaoxiao clapped her hands excitedly, "Alright, alright, it's my turn!"

She rolled her eyes and said, "The previous ones are too simple. Let me ask a death question——"

She smiled evilly, "Mr. Meng, how many girlfriends have you had before?"

The table was instantly quiet.

Mentioning your ex in front of your current one is like walking in a minefield.

Meng Yanchen's face stiffened slightly.

There should have been a more perfect answer.

He looked at Fan Shengmei, took her hand, and said seriously,

“She was my first girlfriend.”

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked.

Qiu Yingying's eyes widened. "The first one, doesn't that mean first love?"

Qu Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it, and turned to look at Fan Shengmei with sympathy.

"Sister Fan, congratulations, you've met your first love,"

Then he leaned over and lowered his voice, "People like this usually want to take responsibility, and they're hard to get rid of."

The corners of Meng Yanchen's mouth curled up slightly.

Yes, let her be responsible!

Qu Xiaoxiao looked at Andy in frustration and said coquettishly,

"Andy, Andy, ask faster! He's almost 100 points. Ask a harder question. You have to stump him!"

Andy took a sip of his wine and said, "I've already asked my question before."

"Ah? When?"

"How come we don't know?"

Everyone looked confused.

Meng Yanchen looked at Andy calmly, "I still have the same answer."

His voice was calm, "I won't take it back."

"Any time?" Andy demanded.

Meng Yanchen glanced at Fan Shengmei and said solemnly,

"Unless she doesn't want it anymore."

He paused. "Otherwise, I won't take it back."

The people around them looked confused, not understanding what the two smart people were talking about.

But Andy smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, I've passed this."

She raised her glass and said, "I believe everyone here has no problem with this, so let's raise our glasses to toast you two."

"Come on, come on, I wish our Sister Fan and Mr. Meng a long and happy marriage and a son soon."

Qu Xiaoxiao stared at Meng Yanchen, slammed the table, and threatened, "Meng Yanchen, if you dare to bully our Sister Fan in the future, we on the 22nd floor will make you spread the word!"

Meng Yanchen's wine glass was hanging in the air, Andy's eyebrows raised slightly, Bao Yifan almost spit out a mouthful of red wine, and Zhao Qiping's face instantly darkened.

The other three also looked at each other.

"What's wrong?"

Qu Xiaoxiao shook her wine glass inexplicably, "Cheers!"

Zhao Qiping put down his wine glass with a look of disgust.

"Do you know what 'spread like wildfire' means?"

"Isn't it just...cutting off his legs and asking him to get out?" Qu Xiaoxiao shook her head and blinked.

Zhao Qiping took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. "This idiom means that news spreads quickly without publicity. It doesn't mean you're saying chop off his legs and make him crawl on the ground!"

He frowned, "If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them randomly."

The atmosphere in the box instantly dropped to freezing point.

Qu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and muttered, "Why are you being so fierce? I didn't mean it."

Fan Shengmei immediately tried to smooth things over, and clinked Qu Xiaoxiao's cup with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Qu. Even if Doctor Zhao didn't explain, I would have thought it was what you meant. I understand."

“That’s right!”

Qiu Yingying quickly replied, "Last time I also played that 'August Fire'."

"The scorching heat of July," Guan Guan whispered a reminder from the side.

"Yes, yes, the scorching heat of July."

Qiu Yingying slapped her head. "Look, I can't even remember it now. I thought 'July Fire' meant hot weather, but then Guan Guan told me it meant the weather was getting cooler!"

Fan Shengmei shifted the conflict and looked at Meng Yanchen.

"Did you hear that? If you don't treat me well, our sisters on the 22nd floor will break your legs."

Meng Yanchen looked at Fan Shengmei quietly, trying his best to maintain Qu Xiaoxiao's image as a girlfriend in the eyes of the self-righteous Dr. Zhao.

Good upbringing did not allow him to compare people.

But at this moment, Fan Shengmei's protection of her friend made him feel more deeply moved.

This is his girlfriend, kind and righteous. Just show her a little kindness and she will forgive all your offenses.

It reminded him of a wild flower called "Catrina", which grows in a semi-shady environment, but as long as you give it a little sunlight, it will reward you with colorful splendor.

Meng Yanchen faced his light and replied calmly,

"I've made note of this and will follow the ladies' advice."

The meal ended in a delicate atmosphere.

Fan Shengmei leaned on the passenger seat and looked out the window silently.

Meng Yanchen handed her a bottle of water and pinched the back of her neck.

"Thinking about what happened just now?"

Fan Shengmei turned her head and suddenly asked softly,

"Meng Yanchen, do you also feel that... you and I are not the same kind of people?"