Chapter 53: Just for You
Song Yan hurriedly tidied up his uniform and wiped his face with a towel for a long time before he could barely clean the foam off his hair.
He adjusted his expression in the mirror, put on his signature stern look again, pushed the door open and walked out of the bathroom.
The corridor was empty; the team members had already gone to the cafeteria to eat.
He was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Fan Shengmei still sitting at her workstation, holding a bowl of porridge in one hand and typing on the keyboard with the other.
Very good, another porridge lover!
Song Yan walked over and cleared his throat.
"Why don't you go to the cafeteria to eat?"
Fan Shengmei looked up, "Ah, Captain Song."
She stood up, a little embarrassed, "I'm so sorry for what happened just now, I've always had strong hands..."
Song Yan waved his hand, "It's okay."
His eyes fell on the porridge in her hand, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Is this what I'm drinking at noon?"
"Well, I have a dinner date with some friends tonight, so I'll just grab a bite for lunch."
Fan Shengmei explained, "There are still plans that haven't been completed."
Song Yan stared at the bowl of porridge and suddenly spoke in his signature bubbling voice -
“I’m also good at making porridge.”
He leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice, "Your porridge looks delicious. You can tell at a glance that you made it yourself..."
His eyes were deep, "Only by using a slow fire at home, carefully selecting Northeastern pearl rice, and using a Jingdezhen casserole, simmering it for three hours, can we make such a thick rice oil..."
The corners of his mouth curled up into what he thought was the most charming arc.
"You are very virtuous."
Fan Shengmei held the bowl of porridge and looked at him blankly.
After a while, she slowly spoke:
"I bought it... from the restaurant downstairs. If you go there now, they should still have some."
Song Yan's hand froze in mid-air, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Hehe...Hehe...Is that so..."
He forced a smile and waved his hands, "Then the chefs in your company's cafeteria are quite skilled, and they look like professionals..."
He touched his nose awkwardly and said, "I...I'm going to eat something first. I have a lecture in the afternoon. You can eat slowly..."
He turned around in such a panic that he bumped into the door frame with a bang.
Song Yan endured the pain and turned around to show a mysterious smile with eight big white teeth.
"See you this afternoon..."
Fan Shengmei looked at his back and couldn't help shivering.
She looked down at the porridge in her hand and muttered,
"It's too oily...it's not even enough to drink porridge..."
As he was speaking, his cell phone vibrated.
This is a message from Meng Yanchen:
What did you eat for lunch?
Fan Shengmei quickly replied:
【The porridge is too oily.】
——
Meng Yanchen left work early and stood in front of the Dexian Investment Building.
He was wearing a well-tailored suit and had a slender figure.
He looked down at his watch, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Five minutes left.
He raised his eyes and looked at Fan Shengmei's figure inside the glass door. The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he was about to raise his hand to say hello -
The next second, his smile suddenly froze.
Fan Shengmei and Song Yan were walking out side by side, talking and laughing.
She tilted her face up, her smile as bright as the sun, but for the first time he felt it was dazzling.
Song Yan stood beside her with his hands in his pockets, looking very familiar.
Meng Yanchen's eyes behind the lenses suddenly became so gloomy that tears seemed to drip out.
His hands behind his back were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white.
——Why are they together?
This scene was very similar to what had happened over the years. Song Yan was always able to take Xu Qin away easily.
He was enveloped by a strong sense of uneasiness and hidden anger, and his chest seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making even breathing difficult.
He could hardly control his urge to step forward, pull her away, stuff her into the car, and take her out of Song Yan's sight.
This kind of dark and contemptuous thought was growing uncontrollably, making him feel like he was really just a rat in the gutter that couldn't stand the light.
Song Yan walked out of the door and saw Meng Yanchen.
The two people's eyes collided in mid-air, and the air seemed to solidify instantly, with invisible smoke.
"Meng Yanchen!"
Fan Shengmei followed Song Yan's gaze and her eyes lit up.
She waved at him happily, her smile even brighter, and like a happy little bird, she suddenly ran towards him and threw herself into his arms.
Meng Yanchen was knocked back half a step and subconsciously caught her.
At that moment, his previous gloom seemed to melt away instantly——
This bright little sun came just for him.
It was so warm that he couldn't react for a moment.
"You're here so early?"
Fan Shengmei raised her head, her eyes sparkling, and she didn't notice anything unusual about him.
Meng Yanchen took a deep breath, gently pressed her into his arms, and said in a low voice,
"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
"What's wrong? Is work not going well? Is someone bullying you?"
Fan Shengmei looked bewildered and obediently let him hold her.
"Tell me, I'll beat him up, I'm strong."
Meng Yanchen hugged her and laughed softly.
"Okay, I'll take you there next time."
Song Yan walked up to the two of them and smiled at Fan Shengmei.
"So the friend you said you had dinner with tonight is him."
Just as Fan Shengmei was about to speak, Meng Yanchen had already pulled her behind him and looked at Song Yan coldly.
"What are you doing here?"
His voice was calm, yet full of hostility. "Why don't you go back and make porridge? Your wife is almost off work."
He deliberately emphasized the three words "your wife".
Song Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled provocatively at Meng Yanchen.
"Why are you so nervous?"
He looked at Fan Shengmei who was blocked behind Meng Yanchen.
"Since you have an appointment today, let's make it another day."
After getting in the car, Meng Yanchen held the steering wheel with one hand and held Fan Shengmei's hand tightly with the other hand.
"What's wrong with you today?"
Fan Shengmei tilted her head to look at him, "It's been acting weird since just now."
Meng Yanchen was silent for a moment, but finally couldn't help asking,
"Why did you come out with Song Yan?"
"Oh! Their fire department came to our unit for publicity and training!"
Fan Shengmei's eyes lit up and she immediately became energetic.
"I'm telling you, I'm awesome today!"
She gestured excitedly, "I pulled the wrong pin on the fire extinguisher and sprayed foam all over Song Yan's face! You didn't see the look on his face..."
Meng Yanchen listened, and the corners of his tense mouth finally rose slightly.
Fan Shengmei poked his face and said, "Right, it's so nice to smile like this."
She leaned closer, "Finally smiling?"
Meng Yanchen glanced at her, pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.
"Can you promise me... that you won't see Song Yan anymore?"
Fan Shengmei was stunned for a moment, and thought seriously for a moment, "Although I don't know the specific reason, but if it's because he's your sister's fiancé and you need to avoid suspicion, I promise you."
Meng Yanchen's throat tightened.
He didn't know how to explain to her those dark possessive desires and those past events that he couldn't bear to look back on.
In the end, I could only hold her hand and gently kiss her fingertips.
"but......"
Fan Shengmei added, "I have to treat him to a meal first."
She explained, "He saved me last time, and today I sprayed him with foam again. I feel really bad. He also said he wanted me to treat him..."
Meng Yanchen looked at her frank expression and suddenly felt ashamed of his pettiness.
He took a deep breath. "Okay, I take that back."
He held her hand tightly, his voice gentle,
"You are always free to make friends, as long as..."
He paused, "Remember to tell me."
He looked at the road ahead and added casually,
"If you need company for dinner, please let me know."
Fan Shengmei laughed out loud, "I know!"
She shook their clasped hands and asked, "Boss Meng, are you going to be a follower?"
Meng Yanchen nodded seriously, "Yes, a full-time attendant, carrying bags and paying bills, always on call."
——
Xu Qin lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Today, Fu Wenying's words are still echoing in my ears.
"Since you and Song Yan have been engaged for so long, when are you going to get the marriage certificate? Your father and I can also prepare."
She turned over, and her mind couldn't help but reflect on her recent interactions with Song Yan.
The two of them often quarreled with her over the 200,000 yuan debt, always took her to street shops on dates, and even chose the cheapest engagement ring.
But the memory of Meng Yanchen's kindness to her became clearer and clearer——
She casually mentioned that she liked a limited edition bag of a certain brand, and it would appear in her cloakroom the next day;
If she felt uncomfortable during her menstrual period, Meng Yanchen would remember to make her brown sugar ginger tea;
She worked overtime, so he would ask the driver to wait for her downstairs at the hospital on time...
——If I had chosen Meng Yanchen...
This thought flashed through his mind, and Xu Qin suddenly clutched the quilt tightly.
At this moment, the other side of the bed sank -
Song Yan lay down, with a faint scent of shower gel on his body.
Xu Qin was about to talk about delaying the marriage certificate, but she heard Song Yan speak first.
"Qinqin, I have something I want to discuss with you..."
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