Chapter 72 Successfully Chasing Stars
"That's not the case." Meng Anran acted very frankly. She had nothing to hide about herself and told Meng Yushu frankly, "The Lu family is an aristocratic family. There are not many families that can match the Lu family. I have a childhood sweetheart, and both families tacitly agreed that we would get married in the future, so there was no rush to get engaged. However, no one expected that I was not the Lu family's biological daughter."
"You have a childhood sweetheart too?" Meng Yushu's curiosity suddenly ignited. "Who is it? Can I meet him?"
Meng Anran smiled mischievously, "Keep it a secret for now. I'll tell you when I'm with him!"
"You really won't hide it from me, brother?"
"I won't hide it."
"Okay then." Meng Yushu happily accepted her sister's decision. "A boy who can be liked by my precious sister must be very good."
Go find Su Wanman, and after closing time Mengrong comes to pick them up and take them home together.
Meng Anran put all the gifts into the room and glanced at the gift from Duan Jingyao on the table.
I put it down when I got home last night and didn't open it to read.
Thinking back to when Duan Jingyao gave it to her, he vowed that she would definitely like it.
She hesitantly opened it.
It was lined with raffia and only a thin sheet of paper.
Meng Anran took it out, opened it and took a look, and his pupils suddenly trembled.
She quickly dialed the number.
"Hello, Aunt Liang, can you help me?"
"Miss, please tell me what you want me to do. I will definitely help you if I can."
A few simple words and the call ended.
Meng Anran opened WeChat and looked at the empty chat box with Duan Jingyao. She became more and more curious about this person's identity and what his purpose was in approaching her.
She sent a message.
[Meng Anran]: Classmate Duan, see you at the Baiyu Hall of Yandu Hotel at 6 o'clock tomorrow night.
"Anran, wash your hands and eat!" Meng Zhen's voice came from outside.
“Here I come!”
Meng Anran tucked the paper into a book and stuffed it back into the stand on the table. She left the other gifts on the floor and would pick them up after dinner.
Only after she calmed down did she go out.
"Sister, have you found a job yet?"
During the meal, Meng Anran asked Meng Zhen about her internship.
"Well, it was decided during campus recruitment. I'll be interning at a private hospital in this city. I'll report there next Monday."
As everyone knows, medical students intern at hospitals pay for their work. Not only do they not receive a salary, they also have to pay tuition. If they make even the smallest mistake in the hospital, they can be fined hundreds of dollars.
So Mengzhen was not very happy about finding an internship. Instead, she was a little worried. After studying for so many years, she would have to continue to put financial pressure on her family for her graduation internship, and she felt bad about it.
"Sister, why did you choose clinical medicine?" Meng Anran has been curious about this question for a long time, and today she finally has the opportunity to ask her in person.
Meng Zhen liked Xiao Han so much, why didn't she study interior design but instead chose medicine, which is a very dangerous subject.
Meng Zhen drank a sip of orange juice and was silent for a long time before she said, "I don't want to put the life and death of my family in the hands of others one day."
She had taken care of her grandfather for a while when he was seriously ill. He had leukemia, and Western medicine treated him with nothing but chemotherapy. Grandpa was too frail to handle it, and he passed away in the cold winter of December.
She thought that if she could understand medical pathology and have a more thorough understanding of the cause and condition of the disease when her family members faced life and death in the future, she would have the opportunity to save her family members' lives. Even if the final result was still unsatisfactory, she would have no regrets.
Meng Anran was silent. She didn't expect Meng Zhen to give up her dreams and talents for her family.
"Hey, I haven't asked you yet." Not wanting to make the atmosphere too depressing, Meng Zhen quickly changed the subject, staring at Meng Anran with shining eyes, "Do you really know Designer Xiao Han?"
"I know him." Meng Anran did not deny it. She even took out her phone and opened Xiao Han's circle of friends to prove it to Meng Zhen, "Hey, his circle of friends."
Xiao Han rarely posts on Moments, but he has set it to be visible to all, so there are still quite a few records.
There are his photos and his sharp tongue complaints.
Whenever he encounters some weird customers, he likes to curse them out on WeChat Moments.
Meng Zhen held her sister's cell phone, staring at the familiar complaints in each sentence, her pupils trembling with excitement.
I never thought that one day I would be able to see my idol’s circle of friends with my own eyes!
"What Xiao Han?"
Meng Rong, who was caught off guard, stood there in a daze, his mouth slightly open with an expression of disbelief.
Could it be the Xiao Han he knew?
Meng Yushu gave him an affirmative look and nodded.
Meng Rong gasped. This was Xiao Han, the world-renowned interior designer who became famous at the age of sixteen and renowned both domestically and internationally at the age of twenty?!
And Xiao Han is Meng Anran's friend? !
Meng Anran knew they were shocked and curious, so she took the initiative to say, "I knew Xiao Han before he became famous. I knew him very well."
As for how they got to play together, she also forgot.
She only remembered that when they first met, she hated Xiao Han's sharp tongue and thought that this man had no manners and didn't speak properly.
After becoming friends, I often feel that Xiao Han is too talkative and some people deserve to be criticized.
Meng Zhen turned sideways to face her sister, staring at her expectantly. "An Ran, can you ask him for an autograph for me?"
Meng Anran:???
Want that guy's autograph?
Is this reasonable?
I'm afraid that what's written on the signature is all sarcastic and poisonous chicken soup?
"It's so troublesome to get an autograph."
Meng Anran frowned. Xiao Han was in Hai City. Besides, his handwriting was not good. Should he keep his shame?
Meng Zhen thought that her request was too much. After all, a great designer like Xiao Han must be very busy. It would be inconvenient to ask him to sign and then send it to her.
She was about to apologize when she heard her sister say, "When he returns to Beijing, why don't we arrange a meeting for you two?"
Meng Zhen's eyes widened instantly. She could even meet her idol? Had she succeeded in her idol-chasing career?
"Let's not talk about that for now."
Meng Anran really didn't understand what Xiao Han had to say. He was just a designer, what was the big deal?
She glanced at Meng Zhen and brought the topic back to her internship: "Sister, are you really not considering doing something you like? I saw the home design you drew for our house. You're quite talented."
Although studying medicine for the family is indeed a great idea, Meng Anran does not agree with this choice.
There are top talents in every industry. Without 1% of talent, the remaining 99% of hard work will not amount to anything.
Your life belongs to you. Since studying medicine will not make you as good as other talented people, why not use your own talents to develop your own career?
"Sister, I think you'd have a better future in interior design than in medicine."
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