Chapter 344 How Bored Are You to Take Secret Photos
"Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't put it down firmly!" Chen Xiwen quickly picked up the gift box and opened it in a panic. "Let me check if anything is broken..."
When the lid was opened, several pieces of white jade were revealed in the golden silk cloth. When put together, they should form a jade gourd the size of a palm.
Chen Xiwen was stunned. She thought the gift box sent by the dining cart contained nothing more than the more distinctive snacks she had seen at the opening ceremony.
Who would have thought it would be white jade!
Meng Anran actually prepared more than thirty white jade gourds as small gifts for them!
"What a shame," Liu Zhi suddenly said, resting her elbow on the table, supporting her cheek, her eyes slowly falling on the broken jade gourd. "An Ran specially sent someone to order this jade gourd, it cost over ten thousand each."
Chen Xiwen's pupils trembled violently. He had personally spent 10,000 yuan? And it was custom-made. There was no extra money left for her!
"Let's just have peace and happiness in the new year." Fang Yuming was trying to smooth things over, but in reality he was blocking Chen Xiwen's possibility of being shameless and asking for other gifts.
Chen Xiwen has already caused a lot of trouble for Meng Anran today. As the organizer of this party, Fang Yu doesn't want to see Chen Xiwen causing trouble again.
Chen Xiwen forced a smile and closed the lid. "A little over ten thousand isn't so bad, it's just a shame for An Ran's kindness."
"It's not a pity. If you really care about the thought, you can go back and glue it together so that you can continue to collect it." Ming Jing said without thinking too much.
The corners of Chen Xiwen's lips twitched. The broken jade was worthless. What was there to collect?
Seeing that she failed to steal the chicken but ended up losing the rice, and even her expression began to twist, Liu Zhi almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
He secretly gave Ming Jing a thumbs up under the table.
So mean!
Chen Xiwen gripped the teacup tightly, her fingertips turning white. She gave an ambiguous laugh and looked at Meng Anran. "I thought someone of Anran's status would give her something valuable. Luckily, it's not worth much. Otherwise, if I dropped it, I'd be guilty of a huge crime."
It sounds like a joke, but it implies that Meng Anran's worth has risen sharply now, and giving her a cheap white jade worth ten thousand is too stingy.
Meng Anran wanted to roll her eyes after hearing this. She was rich, not sick.
Excluding himself, Liu Zhi and Ming Jing, there were thirty-six people present, and the total value of the thirty-six gifts was close to four hundred thousand.
Besides, more than 30 people came to this villa to eat, drink and have fun for free. Even if we only calculate the cost, it is still a considerable expense.
It was already very generous of old classmates to be able to do this. Could it be that he wanted her to spend tens of millions of dollars on a jade carving?
Everyone else understood this principle, but Chen Xiwen was the only one who was eager to find the slightest fault and keep pestering Meng Anran.
"It's broken, so be it." Meng Anran put down the teacup nonchalantly, raised her hand to signal the waiter to serve the dishes, and said casually: "It was originally a little gift for you. Whether it's broken or given away, it's up to you to deal with it."
She spoke casually, but her tone was a little cold and distant, as if this so-called "classmate friendship" was dispensable in her eyes.
Those who care about this friendship will naturally treasure the jade gourd, and she will not force those who don’t care.
"I'll definitely keep the gift An Ran gave me." Fang Yu picked up the teacup and smiled to smooth things over. "It's a rare occasion for us to get together so happily today. Let's clink glasses with tea instead of wine!"
The others echoed and raised their glasses.
A group of people began to chat and reminisce about the past, tactfully avoiding sensitive topics so as not to stir up any more conflict between Meng Anran and Chen Xiwen.
"Speaking of which," Chen Xiwen suddenly put down his chopsticks. The sound of chopsticks hitting porcelain silenced the room again. "I heard that Hengyi Group recently acquired Tangwen Culture?"
She looked at Meng Anran meaningfully: "Is it because I work there?"
"I think I heard Mr. Duan mention it." Meng Anran picked up a piece of truffle ham and put it into her mouth gracefully. "There are 17 companies on the verge of bankruptcy on the acquisition list. Do you want to claim them all?"
Several classmates couldn't help laughing. They had long found it strange that they were all just college graduates, so how could Chen Xiwen be promoted to director?
It turned out to be a company that was about to go bankrupt.
Chen Xiwen's face flushed red, and she suddenly pulled out a stack of photos from her bag and threw them on the table: "What about these? Last Tuesday night, you and the opposite sex were at the financial center..."
Photos fanned out across the long pear wood table. In each picture, Meng Anran was chatting with someone of the opposite sex in a cafe. In the photo at the very edge, the two of them were standing by a car, and the other person's hand seemed to be on her wrist.
There were intermittent gasps in the box.
Liuzhi stood up suddenly and accidentally hit her ankle against the table leg, causing her eyes to turn red in pain.
"Are you okay?" Meng Anran and Ming Jing almost simultaneously lowered their heads to check on Liu Zhi's condition.
Seeing Liu Zhi shaking her head to indicate that she was not hurt, Meng Anran breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the photo on the table.
Then he sneered silently: "How bored must you be to take such a photo secretly?"
A glimpse of pride flashed across Chen Xiwen's eyes. She caught a glimpse of the tall figure outside the door and said deliberately, "An Ran, I don't want to see you go the wrong way. Qin Mu has been treating you sincerely for ten years. If you do something like this... If he knew, it would be so hurtful!"
Meng Anran let out a slow breath, looking remarkably relaxed. She stood up, picked up the stack of photos, and flipped through them one by one, a smile in her eyes. "Your photography skills are quite good. You're much better at finding angles than the gossip photos I've seen before."
Seeing her so indifferent, Chen Xiwen felt something was wrong, but he continued, "They say people become bad when they have money, but An Ran, I never believed you would be that kind of person. Are you worthy of Qin Mu's infatuation?"
"What's there to be sorry about?" Meng Anran raised her eyebrows, threw the photo on the table, and moved her gaze to Du Congnan, who was trying hard to reduce his presence beside Chen Xiwen. She said concisely: "You took this photo, right?"
Du Congnan trembled slightly, even more surprised at how Meng Anran knew this. He pursed his lips tightly, unable to refute.
Chen Xiwen had become the one who enjoyed watching the fun, "An Ran, don't make it too hard on Congnan. He's just afraid that you'll make the same mistake again..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Mu knocked on the wooden door of the box, stepped in and stood behind Meng Anran, looking at everyone with a smile: "Do you all mind if your family members join us?"
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