Chapter 278 Feed You First
The glass dome of the airport was coated with a thick golden hue by the afternoon sun. People were hurrying by and the broadcasting sound mechanically echoed in the hall.
Meng Zhen stood in front of the check-in counter, lowering her head to sort out her boarding pass, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the paper, as if trying to hide some emotion.
Xiao Han stood beside her, pushing the suitcase with one hand and gently resting the other hand on her shoulder, silently conveying comfort.
Behind her, Su Wanman's eyes were slightly red, and her fingers were tightly clenched on the corner of the silk scarf. She wanted to speak several times, but she pursed her lips, as if she was afraid that her sobs would be revealed if she spoke.
Meng Rong stood beside his wife with a calm expression, but his eyes were always following his daughter. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was holding back something.
Meng Chenghong stood behind her parents with her hands in her pockets, her toes unconsciously grinding the ground. She whistled in a nonchalant manner, "Sister, don't act like you'll never come back. Hai City isn't far away. If you miss home this weekend, you can fly back anytime."
Meng Zhen looked back at him, the corners of her lips curved, and she reached out to ruffle his hair: "Don't make my parents angry."
Meng Chenghong turned his head away and pouted, "I'm already so old, and you're still rubbing my hair..."
But there was no impatience in his tone, instead there was a hint of childish dependence.
Su Wanman finally couldn't help but take a step forward and hugged Meng Zhen into her arms. Her fingers trembled slightly, and her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Zhen Zhen, when we get there... make sure to eat on time and don't stay up late..."
Meng Zhen's nose felt sore, and she rested her chin lightly on her mother's shoulder. She closed her eyes and managed to steady her voice: "Mom, I know, don't worry."
Meng Rong stood aside, his Adam's apple rolling, but he finally raised his hand, and pressed his broad palm hard on his daughter's shoulder, saying in a deep voice: "Call me if you have anything, don't carry it yourself."
Meng Zhen nodded, her eyes slightly hot, but she forced herself not to let the tears fall.
Xiao Han took over the conversation at the right time, his tone gentle but firm: "Uncle and aunt, don't worry, I will take good care of her."
Su Wanman let go of her daughter, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and forced a smile: "Xiao Han, Zhenzhen has a soft personality, you should be more considerate of her..."
Xiao Han smiled slightly and responded solemnly: "Okay."
The broadcast sounded again, urging passengers flying to Hai City to board the plane as soon as possible.
Meng Chenghong suddenly stepped forward and hugged Meng Zhen tightly, his arms clenched tightly, his voice muffled: "Sister, if anyone bullies you, remember to tell me, I will fly over and beat him up."
Meng Zhen laughed and patted him on the back: "Alright, I'll be thankful if you stop causing trouble."
Meng Chenghong let go of her and glared at Xiao Han fiercely: "Brother-in-law, if my sister is unhappy in the slightest, I will only hold you responsible!"
Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, a smile in his eyes: "Don't worry, you don't have this chance."
Meng Zhen took a deep breath, took one last look at her family, and raised a gentle smile at the corner of her lips: "Then we'll leave, take care of yourselves."
Su Wanman raised her hand and waved, her lips trembling slightly, but she didn't say anything else in the end.
Meng Rong put his arm around his wife's shoulders and looked deeply at his daughter's back until she and Xiao Han disappeared in the crowd at the security checkpoint.
Meng Chenghong stood there, shoving his hands back into his pockets, kicking the ground lightly with his toes, and muttered softly, "...Why are you walking so fast?"
Su Wanman finally couldn't help herself and tears silently fell. Meng Rong sighed and patted his wife's back gently: "The children have grown up and will eventually fly away."
Meng Chenghong suddenly turned around, put his arm around his mother's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Mom, let's go! I learned a few dishes from Old Master Wu. I'll cook for you tonight and let you taste my cooking skills!"
Su Wanman was amused by him, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and shook her head helplessly: "You child..."
The three of them turned and left, the setting sun shining on them, casting long shadows as they walked further and further away.
On the plane.
Meng Zhen sat by the window, looking at the gradually shrinking city outline outside the window, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the window sill.
It seemed like she had never been to a place so far away from home, a strange city, with strange people.
When people face unknown things, they will inevitably feel uneasy.
Besides, she still had something on her mind.
Xiao Han held her hand and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking about?"
Meng Zhen was silent for a moment, then said softly, "...I hope An Ran is really okay."
She didn't really know her sister very well, but the whole family could see that Meng Anran was like a perfect sculpture, always showing her best side.
Who can be sure that the internal cracks have really been repaired?
Xiao Han tightened his fingers and said in a steady voice, "She will be fine."
Meng Zhen hummed softly, slowly closed her eyes, and leaned on his shoulder.
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On the other side, there is the safe and peaceful residence at No. 9 Dream House by the River.
Since he couldn't invite Ming Jing and Liu Zhi to dinner, in order not to spoil the fun, Qin Mu went to buy some ingredients and cooked it himself to celebrate with An Xiaoran.
"Baby, do you want black pepper steak or sea salt rose steak?" Qin Mu, with an apron hanging around his waist and a spatula in his hand, stood at the kitchen door and asked Meng Anran who was sitting on the sofa eating strawberries.
The girl turned her head to look at him and suddenly burst out laughing, "Qin Mu, you look so married."
Qin Mu raised an eyebrow. "With a husband like me who is tall, handsome, gentle, considerate, and can cook, what time will you be home?"
Her smile widened, and she hurried over with the fruit plate and stuffed a strawberry into his mouth. "You've been too idle lately, haven't you? Have you started reading jokes on the Internet?"
"A must-have for coaxing my wife." Qin Mu bit Strawberry's butt, put his arm around An Xiaoran's waist, and lowered his head to feed her.
Meng Anran had nowhere to escape, so she bit off the tip of the strawberry with a red face.
The arm across her lower back suddenly tightened, and she was thrust forward into a passionate kiss.
The sweet and sour strawberry juice exploded in her mouth, making her heart skip a beat.
After a few seconds, she pushed him away shyly. He sucked on her softness with unsatisfied feeling and then let her go.
"The steak is almost burnt!" Meng Anran's face was redder than the strawberries in the bowl, and the halo in her eyes was inexplicably attractive.
Qin Mu swallowed, suppressed his restless mood, let go of his hand, turned and went into the kitchen.
I muttered to myself: Let me feed you first.
Meng Anran sat at the dining table, eating fruit while admiring Qin Mu's busy figure in the kitchen.
I can't help but think that if all men in the world were like Qin Mu, there would probably be no girls afraid of marriage.
The ringing of her cell phone brought her back to her senses. She put down the fruit bowl, got up and went to the living room to get her cell phone.
The moment my eyes met the caller ID, it was as if all the blood in my body was flowing backwards - Situ Huajian.
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