Chapter 482 Is the love-brained man going back to his ex?
Meng Anran was very busy in the next few days. The first thing she did was to visit Liu Zhi, who was about to give birth.
Liuzhi's belly was so big that it became difficult for her to move, but she was in good condition, thanks to her persistence in practicing yoga after pregnancy. Her figure did not change much, her complexion was rosy, and she looked energetic.
She took Liuzhi's pulse and found that the child was healthy and exceptionally strong, probably because both parents had strong physical constitutions.
If the baby grows too big in the belly, it may be difficult for Liuzhi to give birth. Moreover, it is her first child, so she will definitely suffer a lot.
After leaving Liu Zhi, Meng Anran made another appointment to meet Lu Heng.
She did not forget the agreement she had made with Lu Heng to ask him to go out and play with her.
Perhaps because of his recent practice of horse riding and archery, Lu Heng looks much thinner, with slightly sunken cheeks and a more distinct jawbone.
"Haven't you eaten recently?" Meng Anran frowned slightly, staring at his sharp facial features with an unhappy look.
Lu Heng didn't respond to Meng Anran's question. He changed the subject expressionlessly, "Bai Yuanshan has come to Hengyi Group several times to request a meeting, hoping to give the Bai family a glimmer of hope."
"Heh." Meng Anran sneered, "He's quite adaptable, but it's a pity he doesn't know you well enough."
Lu Heng gave her a meaningful look, his lips curled up in an imperceptible arc, "It sounds like you know me very well."
"Hmm," Meng Anran admitted confidently, counting off the details on his fingers: "He's taciturn, ruthless, arrogant, self-centered, and extremely cunning. He's a terrifying, unadulterated king of hell."
Lu Heng: ...
So I am a villain in your eyes?
"But..." Meng Anran stroked her chin as if in deep thought, and added lightly, "He's a good brother. That's why you won't forgive Bai Yuanshan easily."
Lu Heng's mood instantly turned from gloomy to cheerful, and his joyful mood was tangibly reflected in the upturned corners of his lips.
The two came to a pottery studio near Vientiane City where they could DIY their favorite pottery.
Meng Anran felt that compared to going shopping or going to an amusement park to play motorized rides that were not suitable for their age, it would be more appropriate for her and Lu Heng to come to a quiet place like this and do something by hand, which would be more meaningful.
The owner is a sunny-looking girl, and her smile is as warm and bright as a sunflower.
She brought two plates of clay, taught the two some basic methods, and then let them use their imagination to create it.
After Meng Anran smiled and thanked the owner, he walked away, leaving the space to the two of them.
Meng Anran handed Lu Heng an apron and said, "Put it on. Young Master Lu's high-end suits cost over 100,000 yuan each. Don't get them dirty."
Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Lu Heng felt a strange feeling.
In the past, she always spoke to him in a sarcastic tone that hurt people's hearts.
But now, although it is the same way of speaking, the taste has changed.
You can clearly hear the joke in the video, which makes people feel inexplicably close and relaxed.
Lu Heng took the apron, put it around his neck, and replied casually, "Miss An is playing in the mud in a skirt worth over 200,000 yuan. I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany you."
Meng Anran stared at him in amazement, as if she had discovered some strange creature. "You're actually joking? Lu Heng, didn't you get kicked in the head by a horse while you were practicing horsemanship?"
Lu Heng glanced at her, his deep eyes were as calm as an ancient well, but Meng Anran could read a hint of silence in them.
Seeing his expression, Meng Anran laughed, as if she had a bad taste in her mouth, like teasing a mute with a trumpet.
The two began to make the pottery they wanted.
The mud block is placed on the turntable, and this step requires good control of strength.
Meng Anran's hands were very steady. After a few movements back and forth, the shape of a cup became clear.
However, Lu Heng was not good at doing these things. He did not control the strength well, and the whole "bottle" collapsed and deformed in an instant.
Meng Anran laughed out loud, "I didn't expect there is something you can't do."
"There's no perfect person in the world." Lu Heng stopped the turntable, rolled the clay into strips and started again. "I can't learn handicrafts, just like you can't learn to cook."
Meng Anran was about to argue that it wasn't that she couldn't learn it, it was just that there was no need to learn it, but then it occurred to her that Lu Heng also didn't need to learn handicrafts, so it didn't matter whether he could or not.
They each have their own expertise, as well as wisdom and patience. If they really want to learn a skill, there is nothing they cannot learn.
In terms of pottery, she has an advantage over Lu Heng simply because she has been practicing pinching silver needles and holding carving knives for a long time, which has made her hands steadier.
Meng Anran's "cup" gradually took shape, with full curves and a smooth surface. It can be considered a relatively successful work.
Turning my head to look at Lu Heng, I realized that he had become proficient at it without knowing when. The "bottle" on the turntable had a unique shape on the outside, but a straight cylindrical shape on the inside.
It even has neat lace at the opening.
Meng Anran was stunned. No wonder Lu Heng had a high IQ. He was just a novice thirty minutes ago, but he mastered the skills so quickly, and the finished product was even better than hers.
"You're amazing," she exclaimed in sincere praise. "This is beautiful, very artistic. Can you give it to me when you're done?"
"Okay." Lu Heng replied calmly. He had been planning to send it to her anyway, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted several hours here.
After the pottery is formed, it needs to wait three to five days to dry naturally, and then it needs to be fired for about two or three days before it can be glazed.
Therefore, they will have to wait at least a week before coming back to continue perfecting their work.
"Where are we going next?" After washing his hands, Lu Heng took off his apron and asked Meng Anran about her plans.
Meng Anran glanced at her watch. "It's still early, let's go shopping in the Mixc. Tonight I want to go to the seafood buffet on the fourth floor of the Mixc. I heard they have a wide variety of dishes and the taste is good too."
She was 23 years old and had never been to a buffet. After all, she was a picky eater, so she always ordered fixed dishes from a fixed restaurant, or asked Qin Mu to cook for her.
It's rare for me to go out with Lu Heng, and I guess he has never been to a buffet restaurant. It would be nice to try it together.
Lu Heng had no objection, he came here to accompany her today.
Beijing is very big, yet sometimes it seems very small.
Even something as small as going out for a meal can lead to running into acquaintances.
They met Ji Lan and Song Xu in the cafeteria.
Meng Anran was surprised to see the two of them, and Song Xu was also surprised to see her and Lu Heng traveling together.
Their eyes met, and a hint of awkwardness filled the air.
However, Song Xu quickly accepted this fact. Since Meng Anran could forgive Lu Yi, it was not surprising that she reconciled with Lu Heng.
"What are you doing..." Meng Anran took the initiative to go over and say hello, her inquiring eyes moving back and forth between the two of them.
I especially want to ask Song Xu: Are you in love again?
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