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The car door closed, and the ending note of the cello sounded. Meng Tang was caught off guard and stared at Wei Chuan.
A door blocked out the cold wind and the crowds, and the carriage became eerily quiet.
Meng Tang's eyes trembled in surprise: "You..."
"Xiaochuan, shall we go?" Uncle Yan glanced secretly in the rearview mirror.
"Why did you pull me into the car?" Meng Tang lowered his voice in a panic, and glanced at Uncle Yan out of the corner of his eye.
Wei Chuan automatically ignored her question, glanced at her bulging backpack, and became furious:
"You trust that Li Hanjin so much? You two haven't seen each other for four years. How dare you go to the hotel with him?"
"By then, after we've chatted and had some wine, will you still remember your last name?"
Meng Tang felt that he was unreasonable: "...When did I go to the hotel with him? I went to see Su Mian and booked the room myself."
Wei Chuan said anxiously, "So what if you booked the room yourself? Believe it or not, if it were me, as long as I let the hotel staff know that we are together, I have a hundred ways to get into your room."
"What are you doing in my room?" Meng Tang glared at him. "Hurry up and open the door. I want to get out of the car."
Wei Chuan: "I'm not going into your room. I'm assuming that if the man you're with tonight has any bad intentions, you'll be in danger. Isn't that stupid?"
Meng Tang was stunned for a moment: "Are you talking about Li Hanjin?"
Wei Chuan snorted.
"No, he wouldn't be so mean." Meng Tang felt that he was too cautious and that his speculation was absurd. "After all, I have known him for more than ten years."
The Li family lives two streets away from hers. She has known Li Hanjin since she was a child, but Li Hanjin has never bullied her.
"It will be useless even after decades." Wei Chuan said domineeringly.
Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have called him in a roundabout way.
According to his analysis, the old man was guarding against Li Hanjin.
He has the old man's authorization, so he can take care of this matter.
"Are you my father or my mother?" Meng Tang ignored the driver in front of him, "Why would you mind your own business?"
When she was arguing with others, she also spoke in a soft voice, which made Uncle Yan look at her several times in the rearview mirror, wondering if this was the tone of a quarrel?
Wei Chuan said confidently: "Your grandfather called me, so of course I have to take care of it. If you want to go, I'll take you there."
grandfather?
Meng Tang obviously didn't believe it: "How did he get your number?"
Wei Chuan shook his head: "How would I know? Why don't you call and ask?"
Meng Tang immediately called the old man.
After a few rings, the other party picked up and said "Hello".
"Grandpa, did you tell Wei Chuan about my whereabouts?"
It was a bad move, and the old man raised his voice guiltily: "What?"
Meng Tang asked again, but the old man still insisted that he couldn't hear and cried about being old.
Meng Tang: “…”
"What can't you hear?" Wei Chuan took Meng Tang's phone and answered it himself, "Old man, why don't you tell me——"
“Cough cough cough—”
A heart-wrenching cough made Wei Chuan shut up suddenly.
Wei Chuan's mind moved and he understood. It turned out that she had looked for him without telling Meng Tang.
Wei Chuan gave the phone to Meng Tang and found that the old man had hung up.
“…”
He glanced at his phone and gave Meng Tang a flattering smile: "It's not your grandfather looking for me, I left my things in the dormitory and saw you when I turned around."
Meng Tang frowned. It did seem like something the old man could do, but where did he get Wei Chuan's number?
The old man has connections with people in the school...
Meng Tang suddenly chuckled, Chen, Xun, Li!
No one else but him.
Meng Tang was speechless. He didn't expect the old man to say one thing in front of him and another behind his back.
But she didn't understand the old man's motives. If he was just worried about her safety, why would he look for Wei Chuan?
It was obvious that Xu Heqing and Xie Lingyin also went to Yanqing last time.
Meng Tang had no idea what to do, so she simply gave up thinking about it. She also didn't have time to fool around with Wei Chuan. She raised her hand to close the car door and said:
"I don't have time to argue with you. Ask the driver to open the door."
Wei Chuan knew that she would not change her mind, so he said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not stopping you from going."
Meng Tang withdrew his hand and turned his face away.
"I'll take you there." Wei Chuan glanced at Uncle Yan, who was paying close attention to them. "Let's go to Wanhe."
Uncle Yan responded and the Maybach started slowly.
Meng Tang: “…”
She really wanted to say, "Master, you are too high-profile."
Seeing that she didn't refute, Wei Chuan curled his lips and smiled proudly.
Meng Tang wanted to laugh when he saw him acting like he was taking a feather as a token of authority.
Forget it. Although I don’t know what the old man means, it is obvious that Wei Chuan will never let her get out of the car.
It was a half-hour drive to Wanhe, so she just thought of it as a ride with a classmate.
Wei Chuan couldn't stop talking and asked Meng Tang, "What is this Master Su's ability that makes you admire him so much? Didn't your grandfather teach you wood carving? I thought he was your idol."
Meng Tang smiled. "Su Mian is a typical example of someone who uses a knife instead of a brush. Her learning is deeply influenced by Song and Yuan Dynasty landscape paintings. She excels at using simple lines to create the artistic conception of 'distant mountains without wrinkles, distant waters without ripples'."
"Her skills have reached the pinnacle, even my grandfather admires her."
When talking about the things he liked, layers of tenderness fell between Meng Tang's eyebrows.
Wei Chuan didn't understand a word she said and his eyes fell on her lips opening and closing.
Her lips were very healthy, with a hint of pink. She must have applied a layer of lip balm, and a warm and lustrous glow flashed between her lips.
Meng Tang glanced sideways and found Wei Chuan staring at her infatuatedly. Her heart suddenly pounded: "What are you looking at?"
Wei Chuan suddenly turned his head away, raised his hand to scratch his face and touch his neck, looking like he was looking for trouble.
Meng Tang also turned his head and looked out the window without saying a word.
The car fell silent. Ten minutes into the journey to the hotel, the air became awkward and sticky, tinged with an inexplicable ambiguity.
Finally got out of the car, the hotel doorman came to greet him and helped Meng Tang open the car door.
Wei Chuan said to Uncle Yan who was about to follow him, "Go back and don't say anything. I'll go back tomorrow night."
Uncle Yan held out his hand and said, "Master, the old lady is waiting at home."
"Explain to grandma," Wei Chuan said, "Just say that her grandson enjoys helping others."
Uncle Yan: “…”
Are you sure you're not a follower?
Most people can't stop Wei Chuan from doing what he wants to do. He will just rush into trouble first.
He took his ID card from his bag, followed Meng Tang to the front desk, and slapped it on the desk: "Get a room."
The receptionist was startled, and the moment she looked up, she immediately put on a professional smile.
"We currently have two room types left. One is the Deluxe King Room, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a view of the city nightscape and a double jacuzzi. The other is the Executive Suite, which comes with complimentary champagne and a chocolate platter. For couples, we recommend the Sweet Suite, designed specifically for couples. Which one would you like?"
"Sweet Suite?" Wei Chuan was stunned. "Why did you recommend this to me?"
The receptionist looked at Meng Tang and asked, "Aren't you two a couple?"
Wei Chuan and Meng Tang looked at each other, their pupils trembling at the same frequency, and shouted to the front desk at the same time: "We are not a couple."
"Uh..." The receptionist was confused.
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