Chapter 86 Blood Ripple Butterfly
Fan Shengmei came out of the laboratory, gently closed the glass door, turned around and bowed slightly to the expert who sent her out.
"Professor Zhang, thank you so much for explaining it so thoroughly today. I may have many more questions later, so I hope you don't find me annoying."
Professor Zhang smiled and waved his hand. "You're too polite, Director Fan. It's a good thing that your investors are willing to delve into the technical details. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions."
"must."
Fan Shengmei nodded, said goodbye to Professor Zhang, and then said to Chen Mingyu who was standing beside her,
"Where is Meng Yanchen?"
"Mr. Meng should be at the Insectarium."
Chen Mingyu pointed to the glass house on the west side.
"Insectarium?"
Fan Shengmei raised an eyebrow, "Meng Yanchen likes to study insects?"
"Yes, I heard that Mr. Meng has liked insects since he was a child, especially butterflies."
Chen Mingyu said, "I once heard Mr. Meng say that his childhood dream was to become an entomologist, but he learned business because he had to take over the family business."
Fan Shengmei listened carefully. She had never heard Meng Yanchen mention these things before.
Meng Yanchen always said that Fan Shengmei never told him anything. Now that he thought about it, she didn't seem to understand him either.
Chen Mingyu looked at Fan Shengmei's distracted look and immediately realized whether he had said something wrong.
"I'm sorry, Miss Fan, I said too much."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Fan Shengmei waved her hand and said, "Tell me more about him, and I promise not to tell him."
"this......"
"Chen Mingyu, who is your boss?"
Chen Mingyu couldn't help but shudder. This familiar tone really belonged to a couple.
If you offend Mr. Meng, you might die.
If you offend Miss Fan, you will die twice.
He can still tell the difference between the big and small kings.
"Ms. Fan, go ahead."
Fan Shengmei asked, "You just said that Meng Yanchen's favorite insect is the butterfly? Why haven't I heard him mention that before?"
"Yes, he used to have butterfly specimens on his desk and on the walls of his office, but I didn't see them when I came back this time. I guess he removed them after he took over Guokun."
Fan Shengmei recalled carefully that it seemed that when she first went to Meng Yanchen's office, she saw a row of butterfly specimens placed in glass covers on his desk. She thought they were so beautiful at the time and took a few more glances.
"What else?"
Fan Shengmei asked, "Besides butterflies, what else does Mr. Meng like? For example, what does he like to cook or eat?"
Chen Mingyu thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Meng, you know, looks dull, but he's actually very thoughtful. He used to go to art exhibitions and concerts alone, but when I came back this time, I felt like he was much more cheerful..."
He saw the opportunity to flatter her, "I think this is all thanks to Miss Fan."
Fan Shengmei raised her chin proudly. "I love hearing that. Also, besides knowing that he usually eats a light diet, does he have any special favorite foods?"
“I particularly like the food...”
Chen Mingyu suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right, he seems to particularly like a certain brand of cereal called... I think it's called Xinle Cereal. Yes, it's called Xinle Cereal."
Fan Shengmei immediately pulled out her phone and searched for the picture, "Is this it?"
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Chen Mingyu nodded repeatedly. "When this factory was about to close down, President Meng specifically bought it. I personally conducted the research and follow-up work."
"Xinle Cereal..."
Fan Shengmei muttered to herself and immediately placed an order for two cans.
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Fan Shengmei and Chen Mingyu found Meng Yanchen in the butterfly exhibition area of the Insectarium.
He was standing in front of a glass display case, staring intently at a blood-red butterfly specimen.
"Meng Yanchen!"
Fan Shengmei trotted over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Meng Yanchen turned around, his eyes softening a little behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Blood Ripple Butterfly, a very rare species."
"it's beautiful."
Fan Shengmei exclaimed in admiration, the red butterfly wings shone with a metallic luster under the light, "like a ruby."
"There's something very special about this butterfly."
Meng Yanchen looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness. "They spend their entire lives chasing death. Only when they meet their destined mate will they stop this mad pursuit and choose to spend the rest of their lives with their loved one."
Fan Shengmei leaned closer to the glass and looked at the butterfly with blood-red patterns on its wings.
“So special…”
"It will give up its obsession with death for the lover,"
Meng Yanchen's voice was very soft, "It's like I met you."
Fan Shengmei turned around and found that he was staring at her deeply.
"Meng Yanchen, are you confessing to me?"
Meng Yanchen pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.
"Yes, you provoked me, so you must take responsibility to the end."
His arms tightened, "If one day you don't want me anymore, I really don't know what I will become."
"No!"
Fan Shengmei hugged him back tightly, "You are so rich, and I am so materialistic. Even if I am willing to give you up, I can't bear to give up your money!"
Meng Yanchen chuckled, "Okay, then I have to work hard to make more money."
Chen Mingyu, who was standing not far away, turned around silently and pretended to be very interested in the beetle specimen next to him.
He took out his cell phone and quietly sent a message to Qin Yu:
[Brother, it's been tough eating so much dog food. Let's go to HR and ask, is dying from overeating considered a work injury?]
Fan Shengmei was snuggling in Meng Yanchen's arms when she suddenly heard an exaggerated cry.
"Ouch! It's blinding! It's blinding!"
Jiang Yu covered his eyes with one hand and peeked at them through his fingers.
"Be mindful of your impact in public!"
Meng Yanchen reluctantly let go of Fan Shengmei and pushed his glasses.
Jiang Yu put down his hand with a smile and said to Fan Shengmei,
"Sister-in-law, are all the problems solved? If you need help, feel free to tell me. I've already made arrangements."
Fan Shengmei nodded in thanks, "Thank you, I understand almost everything now."
Jiang Yu scratched his head and said, "I didn't see you last time I went to the villa, but today we finally got to know each other officially."
He gave her a thumbs up and said, "Sister-in-law, just because you can control Brother Yanchen, I admire you!"
Fan Shengmei smiled and said, "Actually, we've met before."
"Is there?" Jiang Yu looked confused.
"Yes, I have,"
Fan Shengmei smiled and said, "Remember the last time you went to our community and rescued that fat orange cat stuck in a rat hole?"
Jiang Yu suddenly realized, "That day, the person standing next to me was you?! That's such a coincidence."
"It seems that he only saw the person next to me that day. It's normal that he has no impression of me."
Fan Shengmei quipped, "I forgive you."
Jiang Yu scratched his head embarrassedly, "No, I was in a hurry that day and didn't pay attention..."
"Well, it's quite urgent."
Fan Shengmei smiled meaningfully and nodded, "I added him on WeChat and asked for his name before leaving."
Jiang Yu's face flushed immediately, and he said seriously,
"Sister-in-law! You and Brother Yanchen have learned bad things! I already have a boyfriend..."
Fan Shengmei raised her eyebrows, "Really?"
"Last time she came to give me a shawl, I wanted to treat her to a meal, but she said she wanted to go listen to her boyfriend sing..." Jiang Yu felt a little disappointed.
"You mean Xie Tong?"
"That should be the case. It's the resident singer in that little bar..."
Fan Shengmei smiled knowingly, "Believe me, you still have a chance."
Jiang Yu's eyes lit up, "Sister, really? Then let's add each other on WeChat! You can give me some advice, and you can come to my place anytime. I'll arrange anything you want!"
Meng Yanchen immediately stood between the two of them.
"Your sister-in-law just got a promotion and is very busy. You are a bit promising, but do you need help in pursuing a girlfriend?"
Fan Shengmei looked at the butterfly in the glass cover in the corner and suddenly took out her cell phone.
"Okay, I'll sweep you."
Meng Yanchen turned to look at her in shock, his eyes behind the glasses filled with grievance.
Fan Shengmei blinked innocently, "You said I have the freedom to make friends."
People are unable to empathize with their past selves.
Meng Yanchen opened his mouth, wanting to swallow back what he had said for the Nth time...
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