Chapter 33 Second Kill, Xiaoqu
When Andy opened the door, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the smooth floor.
The tempting aroma of food wafted towards her, and she was stunned - every corner in the living room was shining, even the crystal fruit plate on the coffee table was polished so well that it could reflect a person's reflection.
"Andy, you're back?"
A head with a bun popped out from the kitchen. Fan Shengmei was wearing an apron and had a long-lost smile on her face.
"Wash your hands quickly, you can eat soon."
Andy looked at the steaming food on the dining table, then at the bed sheets dancing in the wind on the balcony.
Those were the bedding that Fan Shengmei had slept on in the past few days, and they had now been washed clean.
She knew that this was Fan Shengmei's way of expressing gratitude - although there was an aunt coming to clean Andy's house every week, Fan Shengmei never took it for granted.
That's why Andy is willing to treat her as a sister.
Beneath those labels of "gold digger" and "gold digger", there is a good girl who knows her limits and is grateful.
"Sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and your favorite chicken soup with matsutake mushrooms."
Fan Shengmei set the table neatly, and the bruise on her left cheek had faded a lot.
She poured Andy a bowl of soup and said, "Thank you for taking me in these days."
"You're welcome."
Andy took the bowl and said, "Looks like you're recovering well."
"If I don't get better, the company will no longer want me."
Fan Shengmei smiled and said, "Life must go on, and money must be earned."
"No,"
Andy pointed at the table full of food and said with a smile, "Come to my house, I'll provide you with food and shelter. I'll support you."
Fan Shengmei was amused by her, "That's good, but I eat a lot."
Andy smiled and raised an eyebrow, "It should be no problem to support you."
The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and Andy spoke carefully.
"Xiaomei, everyone is an independent individual. The bond of blood should be two-way. It shouldn't be maintained by you alone."
Fan Shengmei paused as she picked up the food.
"Wang Baichuan, Chen Jiakang..."
Andy whispered, "Although these men all have some issues, your family forces you to lower your standards when choosing them. However, no one has the obligation to take responsibility for your family of origin, including yourself."
Fan Shengmei looked down at the soup in the bowl, the heat blurred her vision.
"The premise of blood relationship is family affection,"
Andy continued, "If the other person only treats you as an ATM, is that still family?"
Fan Shengmei's fingertips trembled slightly.
She remembered the ferocious face of her mother as she bent her fingers to transfer money that day, and the look of her brother shivering in the corner.
Andy did not mention Meng Yanchen directly, but said,
“If one day you meet a truly outstanding person and you fall in love with each other…”
She paused, "Even if he has the ability to help you, do you have the heart to drag him into this vortex?"
Andy pulled four concert tickets from his bag.
The last time Andy asked her to borrow a CD, he knew that Fan Shengmei was clumsily trying to get closer to Meng Yanchen's world.
Andy pointed at the four tickets.
"Didn't you ask me to borrow the symphony CD last time? Let's go check out the results tonight."
Andy looked into her suddenly bright eyes and said, "Xiaomei, I hope this concert can open the door to a new world for you."
Fan Shengmei returned to 2202, took out the black dress that she rarely wore, half-tied her hair up, put on delicate makeup, and carefully covered the bruises on her face that had not yet healed.
Concert, this was her first time attending a concert.
It’s not that the ticket price is too high and she can’t afford it, but she can’t bear to do it.
In the past, she had spent all her money on her family and saved it to buy a house. This so-called spiritual food was too luxurious for her.
But in the end, I lost my home, my house, and I never took good care of myself.
"Andy, do I look good like this?"
She asked nervously, "Wouldn't it be too formal to go to a concert?"
Andy pinned the diamond earrings on her earlobe, his eyes soft.
“It’s beautiful.”
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Meng Yanchen was standing on the garden terrace talking on the phone.
"Please follow up on the Haidong project. The profit distribution they gave is incorrect. Also, please send the due diligence report for the merger and acquisition case to my email tonight..."
He explained the work to Qin Yu on the other end of the phone and paused before finishing.
"Also, help me check Fan..."
"Who are you investigating? The boss?" Qin Yu asked on the other end of the phone.
Meng Yanchen paused and said calmly,
"Nothing, hanging up."
Meng Yanchen hung up the phone and when he turned around he heard Fu Wenying calling him from the inner room.
He sent Fu Wenying to attend the ladies' afternoon tea this afternoon.
This has always been a place where socialites show off their jewelry and compare their husbands.
It seems like a casual conversation while drinking tea, but it actually hides business opportunities.
Since taking over Guokun, he no longer allows his parents to interfere in business decisions, but he always supports his mother in maintaining this social world.
Meng Yanchen was about to say hello to his mother and leave, but as soon as he entered the door, he heard Qu Xiaoxiao reading aloud to her mother the limerick sent by Zhao Qiping.
Looking up at the ragtag army, I miss Menuhin. Looking up at the newbies, I look down at my friends. There was a beautiful woman in a gorgeous outfit at the scene who cried out my heartfelt words. I'm sending you a photo of her; I hope I'm not mistaken.
Qu Xiaoxiao laughed out loud, attracting the attention of people around her.
She didn't care about that, she clicked on the photo, enlarged the screen and said to her mother,
"Mom, look, this is what Dr. Zhao sent me. It's from Miss Fan, the girl who lives next door to me! She went to a concert dressed like she was at a funeral and cried her eyes out. It was hilarious."
Qu's mother looked at the photo, frowned slightly, and scolded,
"Xiao Xiao, don't be so rude."
Meng Yanchen's eyes suddenly turned cold, but the corners of his lips curled up in an elegant arc.
"Mrs. Qu is indeed well-educated, but her education method seems..."
He glanced at Qu Xiaoxiao, "A fish that slipped through the net."
Qu Xiaoxiao's face flushed. "Meng Yanchen, what do you mean? Who slipped through the net?"
Meng Yanchen smiled and looked at Qu Xiaoxiao.
"It's nothing. I was praising Miss Qu for having good taste in finding someone like Dr. Zhao who shares similar tastes. However, I cannot agree with a doctor who can't empathize with others based on their medical ethics."
"you......."
"My personal opinion, Miss Qu, don't take it to heart. After all, it's hard to find someone like you. I believe you will love each other till old age."
"Excuse me."
He adjusted his cuffs gracefully and nodded to everyone.
"I have something else to do at the company, so I'll leave first."
"Meng Yanchen!"
Qu Xiaoxiao, who has always been sharp-tongued, rarely meets someone with a sharp tongue than herself. For the first time in her life, she was left speechless by someone.
Qu's mother secretly took out her cell phone and sent a message to Qu's father.
[I told you Meng Yanchen didn't like your daughter, but that's why he insisted on bringing me here!]
[You little brat, you have no taste! Forget it, Dr. Zhao is pretty good too!]
Meng Yanchen started the car and rushed to the theater as fast as he could. He knew the time of the show, and if he went there now, he might be able to see her before it ended...
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