Chapter 3 "We've broken up..."

Until Meng Beizhi spoke up, "It's really tiring to be with a mentally ill person."

"So Lu Rang, I'll let you go."

Lu Rang's expression changed. "What do you mean?"

"It's meaningless." Meng Beizhi couldn't bear to see the mess in the living room made by Lu Rang.

He raised his hand and straightened the upside-down storage box on the coffee table.

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing for you to date a psychopath in front of your friends?"

Meng Beizhi said this calmly.

In fact, when she was pulled into the group chat yesterday and saw Lu Rang's answer, she was actually very calm.

Maybe it was because Lu Rang had hinted that she had mental problems too many times.

So Meng Beizhi was not surprised.

But she never thought that Lu Rang thought it was very shameful to be with her.

If she wasn't beautiful, who would want to coax a mentally ill person every day?

Why don't you bring her to meet your parents? Just for fun. Is it glorious to let people know I have a mentally ill partner? It's so embarrassing.

【She threatens suicide all the time.】

These are all Lu Rang's voices.

Perhaps he was so happy and drunk that he acted so recklessly.

And it was Meng Nanyu who invited her to join this group.

Mengnan pomelo.

The daughter of her father's lover.

Her half-sister.

Meng Beizhi has never been able to integrate into Lu Rang's circle.

She asked to meet his friends twice, but Lu Rang refused both times.

Lu Rang always said that she didn't want her group of friends to have too much contact with her.

He will be jealous.

But the fact is——

He just thought she would embarrass him.

But Meng Nanyu can even take the initiative to recruit people to his brother group.

Then use administrative authority to kick her out.

Meng Beizhi didn't know how familiar Lu Rang was with Meng Nanyou in private.

And when did you meet?

She just felt sick.

and--

She had just come out of the hospital when she saw the news.

Standing under the big screen in the square, watching Longyue Group’s latest press conference.

Lu Rang and Meng Nanyou stood together.

He said he admired girls like Meng Nanyou.

Independent, capable, and emotionally stable.

The host asked him if he would look for Meng Nanyou if he were to fall in love.

He nodded without hesitation: "Of course, it will be relaxing to be with her."

so.

Lu Rang felt very uncomfortable being with her.

This press conference was played several times in a row, and Meng Beizhi stood there and watched for a long time.

She didn't go to Lu Rang to question him.

Everyone in the circle knows about being with him over the years.

But just like Lu Rang said.

He had no plans to bring her back to meet his parents, nor did he plan to announce the news to the public.

After all, in his eyes, Meng Beizhi is a psychopath.

Very shameful.

Finally, Meng Beizhi sent him a breakup message.

She didn't want to be a burden to anyone.

Lu Rang reacted and raised his voice considerably: "You checked my phone?"

Meng Beizhi didn't want to explain the whole story anymore. "That's not the point, Lu Rang. If being with me makes you so miserable, then we shouldn't be together."

"Zhizhi——"

Lu Rang's face darkened, but he quickly calmed down: "Zhizhi, are you threatening me?"

"You want to use the fact that we broke up to make me refuse to sign Nanyou into the company?"

He snorted coldly.

"Impossible! Nanyou is a gold medal athlete. The value she can bring to the company is beyond your imagination!"

"I don't know why you suddenly became so stingy and willful, but I'll give you one last chance."

Lu Rang's words were very serious.

He stared at Meng Beizhi, waiting for her to give in.

Meng Beizhi looked at him and said seriously, "I will change the password to my door. I hope you won't show up at my house suddenly again."

Lu Rang laughed in anger, "Meng Beizhi, you're awesome!"

After saying that.

He grabbed his coat, slammed the door and left.

Meng Beizhi looked at the messy living room and asked the cleaning staff to come.

She has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and can't stand anything that's not neat and tidy.

Been with Lu Rang for the past few years.

To be fair, Lu Rang treated her well.

Lu Rang would prepare all the rituals and little surprises between couples.

Even most of the time it was Lu Rang who cooked and cleaned.

He said Meng Beizhi was a patient and shouldn't do these things.

seem.

Besides always reminding Meng Beizhi that she is not a normal person.

There's nothing to blame.

The ringing of her cell phone brought her back to her senses.

It was my best friend Nan Ting: "My dear Zhibaoer, where are you?"

-

When Meng Beizhi arrived at the bar, Nan Ting was already drinking.

She smiled and waved, "Come on, come on."

Meng Beizhi sat down next to her, "When did you come back?"

"Just got back."

Nan Ting said, "I'm worried that if you and Lu Rang get engaged, I won't be able to make it."

Before yesterday.

Meng Beizhi did consider getting engaged to Lu Rang, and her father was urging her to hurry up.

I have mentioned this to Nan Ting before.

She thought for a moment and explained, "We broke up."

Nan Ting was stunned: "When?"

"Before you called."

Meng Beizhi answered truthfully, "I texted him yesterday, and I said it again in front of him today."

Nan Ting pinched her face and said, "Are you serious? Meng Beizhi, promise me that you won't get back together with him, right?"

After getting Meng Beizhi's vague but firm answer.

The South Courtyard was filled with joy.

"I told you today was a good day. I told you I've been putting up with that Lu guy for a long time."

Nan Ting raised his glass and clinked it with hers, looking like everyone was celebrating.

"Teacher Meng." A surprised voice came.

Zhao Heng, standing not far away, greeted with a smile, "We met at the airport this afternoon. I'm Zhao Heng, flying the Airbus A330 for Haitian Airlines."

After saying that, he quickly added: "I am with Brother Ye."

Meng Beizhi nodded, "I remember you. You and Mr. Liang have worked together many times."

Zhao Heng's eyes widened: "How do you know?"

"Your voice is very recognizable."

Meng Beizhi is a voice control freak and is very sensitive to sounds.

Especially Zhao Heng's voice——

Like a duck whose voice change period has not yet ended.

Very distinctive.

Zhao Heng didn't know that the reason why Meng Beizhi remembered him was because of this, and he was still complacent.

But he also said: "Brother Ye is here too, I'll call him over."

After saying that, he turned around and called for help without waiting for Meng Beizhi to answer.

Nan Ting asked in confusion, "What Ye Ge? Who is he?"

Meng Beizhi held his forehead with his hand: "Fu Wangye."

Nan Ting: "Are you talking about your high school deskmate Fu Wangye?"

"……right."

Meng Beizhi didn't say anything more.

I dare not say.

Next second.

Nan Ting raised her voice, "The couple I supported back then has come back to life?!"

“…”

Meng Beizhi had a headache, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What nonsense." Nan Ting retorted.

"Do you dare to say that you and Fu Wangye didn't have those things in high school? Anyway, I don't believe it."

"But seriously—"

Nan Ting blinked and sighed, "What a surprise! The poor student back then is now flying a plane—hey, do you think he might actually be some wealthy young master who's drifting away?"

"He was living away from home before being adopted by his billionaire father and inherited billions of dollars. Didn't he transfer schools midway through?"

Nan Ting was immersed in his own imagination.

The more I think about it, the more possible it seems.

Then he said seriously, "Zhizhi, hurry up and seize the opportunity! You are the future wife of a wealthy family!"

"Anyway, Lu Rang, that shady creepy guy, is really no good."

Meng Beizhi was helpless: "Just because Lu Rang can't do it doesn't mean others can."

"Let's talk later."

She lowered her eyelashes, "I don't like Fu Wangye either."

Besides, Fu Wangye couldn't possibly be the eldest son of a wealthy family.

No rich young man would work in an amusement park in the middle of summer wearing a doll costume.

Meng Beizhi suppressed his thoughts and said nothing.

"Heh." A deep and magnetic male voice came.

Zhao Heng brought Fu Wangye over.

Fu Wangye changed his clothes, wearing a pure white inner layer and an embroidered baseball jacket on the outside.

Her black hair falls softly over her brow bones.

Looks like a big boy.

Meng Beizhi was stunned.

I wonder how much he just heard.

It is indeed not good to talk about people behind their backs.

He looked down at Meng Beizhi, his dark pupils showing no emotion.

But the sneer just now was full of sarcasm.

——The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if reminding Meng Beizhi what they had done last night.