Chapter 93 Meng Yanchen, happy real birthday.
That night the evening breeze carried the coolness of early autumn, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.
Meng Yanchen stood at the entrance of the ecological park and felt a little nervous.
His slender fingers unconsciously stroked his cuffs as he slowly walked towards the entrance of the ecological park.
Although I already knew there would be a surprise, my heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably——
Standing at the entrance of the ecological park, he took a deep breath.
Suddenly, the first light on the road in front of him lit up, then the second, the third... With every step he took, a new light lit up for him.
Meng Yanchen lowered his head, pursed his lips and chuckled. This kind of scene should have been prepared by him for her, but now it was the other way around.
This made him think of every step between them - from the initial temptation to the current love. No matter how dark the road ahead is, as long as his moon is there, the road will be brightened step by step.
When he reached the round glass house, he paused.
Fan Shengmei stood at the door wearing a Chanel silver sequin dress, the sequins on the hem sparkling in the light.
She tilted her head and smiled at him, her eyes filled with a light brighter than the starry sky.
"Meng Yanchen, happy birthday." Her voice was filled with unconcealable joy.
Meng Yanchen reached out and held her hand, gently stroking her slender wrist with his fingertips.
"If you set it up like this, what am I going to do when I propose? It's just making it more difficult for me."
Fan Shengmei blinked. "Is this difficult? I haven't even shown you the gift yet."
He stared into her eyes, "The best gift I've ever received."
"Be serious!"
She chuckled and said seriously, "I'm ready for a long time."
Meng Yanchen kept smiling and nodding.
"Okay, okay, I'll be serious."
Fan Shengmei pulled him towards the glass greenhouse.
Suddenly, two beams of strong light shot directly into the night sky, illuminating the entire ecological park as if it were daytime.
The next second, thousands of colorful butterflies flew out of the glass greenhouse.
The deep blue swallowtail butterfly, the bright yellow golden swallowtail butterfly, the emerald green swallowtail butterfly...
Like a sudden dream storm.
Meng Yanchen stood there in a daze, the flying butterflies reflected in his pupils, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.
He has collected countless precious butterfly specimens. Those beautiful creatures that once lay still in the specimen boxes are now dancing before his eyes, as if they were given new life.
"You like butterflies,"
Fan Shengmei said softly, "But I still hope you can see them at their most gorgeous and lively."
Meng Yanchen looked at the dreamy scene before him and felt something trembling slightly in his chest.
Those who came back to life were not only the static specimens, but also the souls that he had slowly let die.
He turned his head to look at Fan Shengmei's profile, which was incredibly beautiful against the backdrop of the butterflies.
Such a holy moment is more like a grand wedding.
"I do."
He gave the answer in advance again.
Fan Shengmei turned her head in confusion, "What did you say?"
"I do."
Meng Yanchen repeated, reaching out to hold the back of her head, and kissed her deeply under the flying butterflies and the bright starry sky.
The moment their lips touched, a golden swallowtail butterfly gently landed on Fan Shengmei's hair, like a blessing from God.
Meng Yanchen prolonged the kiss indefinitely. He wanted to engrave the throbbing of this moment, along with the surprise she prepared just for him, forever in the softest corner of his heart.
Irreplaceable!
Witnessing and assisting in the completion of this dream feast were Qiu Yingying, Andy and Qu Xiaoxiao who were hiding nearby.
Qiu Yingying was already crying, her hands were shaking as she held the phone.
"I'm so moved! I'm going to take a picture and send it to Guan Guan! This is even more romantic than an idol drama!"
Andy smiled and handed over the tissue.
"Post it in the group chat, so everyone on the 22nd floor can share in the joy."
Qu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes. "How could it not be romantic? Sister Fan spent a ton of money this time!"
She counted on her fingers, "These rare butterflies, plus the insect laboratory prepared for President Meng, have all the small million invested in them, right?"
"But Mr. Meng is also very good to Sister Fan!"
Qiu Yingying sobbed and said, "Boss Meng gave me a house and gifts, and he's also so considerate to me. Look at Sister Fan, she's completely different now, there's light in her eyes! This is true love!"
"Now you know this is true love?"
Qu Xiaoxiao pouted, "When Ying Qin tricked you into being happy with a fake flower and a chocolate, why didn't you ask us what true love was? You kept hiding it, as if you were afraid I'd find out."
"Then, can it be the same?"
Qiu Yingying stamped her feet anxiously, "At least when we were dating, he treated me well."
"Hey, little earthworm, I'm treating you well by taking you out for two meals and buying you two sets of discounted clothes. But come on, his monthly salary is over 40,000 yuan, which means his annual salary is almost 500,000 yuan."
She pinched Qiu Yingying's cheek and said, "Baby, let's make ourselves more valuable. Don't use things like thriftiness and virtue to hold yourself back. Be good to yourself. Where a man's money is, there is his heart. Look at Mr. Meng, he's spending millions and millions, and he's so worried that Sister Fan will run away."
Qiu Yingying screamed in pain and slapped Qu Xiaoxiao's hand away.
"You only know how to criticize me. I spent less, but at least I didn't pay out of pocket. You paid 410,000 yuan, and Dr. Zhao still doesn't appreciate it."
"Xiao Qiu!"
Andy shouted, and Qiu Yingying realized that she had said the wrong thing.
Qu Xiaoxiao's expression froze instantly, but she still held on, raising her chin.
"Eating Tang Sanzang's flesh is always a price to pay. 410,000 is nothing. Just consider it as buying my happiness."
Qiu Yingying held Qu Xiaoxiao's hand,
"I'm sorry, Xiao Qu...that's not what I meant. I know you'll be unhappy when I say this, but I still think you're really great and Dr. Zhao isn't worthy of you at all."
Qu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said, "You still say that even though you know I'm unhappy."
"I want to say,"
Qiu Yingying stubbornly held her back, "I still think Yao Bin is the best. You've ignored him these past few days, but he still sends things to 2202 every day. At least when you're with Yao Bin, you can say whatever you want and do whatever you want without having to memorize idioms or recognize those difficult characters..."
"Okay, okay,"
Qu Xiaoxiao said impatiently, "If I want to have anything with him, I already have it. I don't like him."
She tilted her head and glanced at Qiu Yingying. "Would you like to try?"
"You, what are you talking about?"
Qiu Yingying's face flushed instantly and she was about to retort, but Andy immediately stood between them.
"Okay, I'm here to help Sister Fan today, what are you guys arguing about?"
She took a step forward, raised her phone, took a picture of the two people hugging each other in the sky full of butterflies, and sent it to the group on the 22nd floor.
Andy thought about it and added,
[The right person will definitely be waiting for you in the right direction, leading you to live in the sunshine. ]
She knew that Guan Guan would definitely see it.
At this time, on a green train bound for Wuyuan.
Guan Juer adjusted her glasses, looked at the photos in the group, looked up at Xie Tong who was sitting opposite her tuning the guitar, then turned back to look at Jiang Yu who was sitting in the back row and had been finding various excuses to follow her all the way. He was grinning and waving at her.
She turned her head and pursed her lips thoughtfully.
That night, Meng Yanchen, who never posts personal updates, updated his Moments.
In the photo, butterflies are flying under the starry sky, and the caption is just a simple line of words:
[Meng Yanchen, happy birthday indeed.]
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