Chapter 100 Friends who like you may not be able to help themselves
Yang Ke was a little worried. Seeing that the two had not returned for a long time, he got up and went to the bathroom.
Just as he stepped into the door of the public area, he suddenly withdrew his foot.
She got goosebumps and said, "That's disgusting."
Let’s go eat her hot pot.
Meng Tang patted Wei Chuan's arm: "Are you okay?"
It just looked a little red. Wei Chuan guessed that she was feeling a little stinging now, but it was bearable.
There was a look of distress in his eyes and brows, and he subconsciously leaned over and blew it. Meng Tang was startled and stepped back, his wrist hitting the hard edge of the sink.
pain!
She bent down and held her wrist. In an instant, her heart, liver, spleen and lungs were trembling with pain.
"What are you hiding for?" Wei Chuan was almost furious. "Am I a plague god? I can't even be friends with you after we break up?"
"Be more precise with your words." Meng Tang looked up at him, "Also, friends wouldn't do something as ambiguous as what you just did."
There was still time to correct him on the word "break up", Wei Chuan laughed angrily:
"Friends naturally won't do anything ambiguous towards you, but friends who like you might be unable to help themselves!"
When we met, she didn't even say hello and just got in the back seat. She didn't want to sit with him, so she bumped her hand to avoid him...
Every single thing made Wei Chuan feel sad.
Meng Tang was speechless and looked at him without saying a word.
It was not until the hot pot restaurant manager came in and said he had bought medicine that Meng Tang pushed Wei Chuan away and returned to his seat.
Yang Ke chewed the meat, his eyes moving between the two people opposite him.
Why do I feel like something is wrong when these two people went to the bathroom?
Besides, Wei Chuan didn't eat much.
Yang Ke took out his phone and sent a message to Meng Tang: [What's wrong with you two? Why don't you say a word?]
Meng Tang shook his head at her and mouthed "it's okay".
Afraid that she would ask more questions, Meng Tang put the cooked food on her plate.
Yang Ke protected the plate and said, "Give some to Wei Chuan. He didn't eat much."
Wei Chuan turned half of his body towards her, with the back of his hand resting on his cheekbone as he looked at Meng Tang. He half-moved his eyes and signaled Meng Tang to put the cooked food on his plate.
Meng Tang smiled, reached into the spicy hot pot with a slotted spoon, and scooped out a pile of beef with red peppers for him.
"Eat it."
Wei Chuan opened his mouth slightly and chuckled, but he could do nothing about Meng Tang, so he could only lower his head and eat the beef that was so spicy that it could kill a cow.
After just two bites, a burning sensation came over my mouth.
Wei Chuan's tears suddenly welled up and sweat broke out on his forehead.
He coughed twice because of discomfort in his throat, then picked up the second piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.
Meng Tang couldn't bear it anymore, she was ashamed!
She took out a bottle of yogurt she had bought before getting on the bus from her bag and touched the back of Wei Chuan's hand: "Don't eat it, the yogurt is for you."
Wei Chuan was so spicy that he unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it all in one gulp.
Meng Tang looked at him guiltily and handed him a tissue: "Are you okay?"
Wei Chuan exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Not bad."
He can usually eat spicy food, but today the spicy hot pot base is so strong and spicy that he can't stand it.
"Are you really okay?" Meng Tang was a little worried that the food might make someone sick again.
Wei Chuan wanted to say "It's okay", but seeing her worried look, he changed his words and said, "It's a bit uncomfortable."
"Where does it hurt?" Meng Tang put down his chopsticks, his face full of worry and fear.
Wei Chuan tilted his head back, ran his index finger down from his Adam's apple to his abdomen, and said, "From here to here, it's burning."
Yang Ke was stunned, and the piece of meat picked up by the tip of the chopsticks fell back to the bottom of the pot.
This Wei Chuan is so fucking good at teasing!
How could Meng Tang be his opponent? He was already stunned when he saw him.
Yang Ke shook her head, she was too full!
Meng Tang blinked slowly: "What should I do then?"
"It's okay." Wei Chuan pretended, "I'll take it easy."
Meng Tang whispered, "You shouldn't have eaten just now."
"You picked it up." Wei Chuan stretched his thin eyelids, "How can I not eat it?"
Meng Tang: “…”
Seeing that she was still staring at him, Wei Chuan said, "Okay, it's not spicy anymore. Hurry up and eat. I ordered a small dessert for you two, but I don't know why it hasn't arrived yet. I'll rush you."
Meng Tang buried his head in his food, his mind in turmoil.
After Yang Ke had eaten and drunk his fill, he went to the bathroom.
Meng Tang wiped his hands and turned to Wei Chuan, "I have a question for you. Why did you appear at the high-speed rail station? Are you here to pick me up?"
"We met by chance." Wei Chuan said stubbornly, "Yang Wei can come to pick you up for me, what else can I say? Even if you are a classmate, I will give you a ride."
Meng Tang said "Oh": "I'm glad you didn't come here specially to pick me up."
"I--"
"Okay." Yang Ke came over and interrupted Wei Chuan, "Let's go."
After the three of them left the mall, Wei Chuan casually asked, "Where are you going?"
Yang Ke told him the address and started acting: "I'm sorry that Meng Tang didn't go to your apartment this time because he wanted to accompany me."
Wei Chuan looked generous: "It's okay, I checked the navigation, it's very close to the museum where she will work."
Meng Tang had no doubts at all, especially after seeing the house.
It was an ordinary two-story courtyard, but Yang Ke was a little surprised.
Rich people have really unique tastes.
Wei Chuan saw the confusion on her face, and while Meng Tang was packing her luggage, he said to Yang Ke:
"This is where my third sister filmed her first movie. She couldn't bear to part with it, so she bought it at a price higher than the market price."
So that's how it is, rich people really can do whatever they want.
"By the way, can you cook?" Wei Chuan asked Yang Ke.
Yang Ke nodded: "Yes."
Wei Chuan said, "You can all use the things here. I've already had them cleaned up and the refrigerator is full. If Meng Tang asks, just say your mother prepared them. She doesn't know anything about housework except wood carving, so please take care of them."
"If you'd like, cook her breakfast and dinner. I'll give you 20,000 yuan when school starts, and the food is extra."
Yang Ke opened his eyes wide: "How much?"
"Is it too little?" Wei Chuan didn't know much about prices. "I'll give you more--"
"No, no." Yang Ke's voice trembled. "I didn't mean that. You really are a young master. I just cooked a meal. You don't have to pay me. I can eat it myself."
"I'm so sorry." Wei Chuan said, "I can't let you work in vain."
"No, no, no, please don't transfer money to me." Yang Ke hurriedly stopped him, "I'm making money from Meng Tang's boyfriend without her knowledge, aren't you afraid that she'll be angry?"
Wei Chuan: "...Why are you angry?"
"She might dislike you for being a spendthrift." Yang Ke said, looking very understanding. "This is crucial to whether you can marry her in the future."
"That--"
"Just buy some snacks." Yang Ke said, "I promise to take good care of you and make you fat and plump."
Wei Chuan wanted to say something when Meng Tang came over.
She glanced at Wei Chuan doubtfully: "You haven't left yet?"
Wei Chuan: “…”
Yang Ke tutted, "There's still some time, why are you chasing anyone away? You two can chat, I'll go upstairs and take a look."
Wei Chuan asked them both to live in the master bedroom, which was very large.
She asked Meng Tang, and Meng Tang was not opposed to sleeping together. They could still chat at night, so Yang Ke did not go to the guest bedroom.
Meng Tang waited until Yang Ke left before saying to Wei Chuan, "This place is far from the school. Aren't you supposed to gather today?"
Wei Chuan checked the time and saw that he could indeed walk, but his feet just couldn't move.
It was not until Meng Tang urged him again that he turned around and walked out.
Meng Tang stared at the door in a daze. He didn't know how long it had been before a figure who had been leaving and returning appeared in the empty space framed by the door.
"How did you—"
"I was at the station today. It wasn't a chance encounter with Yang Ke. I knew you were coming, so I went there early in the morning to wait for you."
Wei Chuan arrived at the car, but he felt something was not right. He ran back in one breath, shaking off all his thoughts.
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