Chapter 202: Do One Line at a Time
"Yeah." Meng Anran held the glass in both hands and sipped the soy milk. She asked calmly, "Have you been there?"
"Yeah, I've been there with Xiao Han before." Meng Zhen suddenly found it difficult to describe her feelings.
When I saw "Living in Freedom" at that time, I was just shocked. After knowing Meng Anran's experience in the Lu family, I felt heartbroken when I recalled that work.
Language is indeed one-sided. After seeing with my own eyes the sculptures created by my sister in such a depressing environment, I can feel the struggle, pain and suffering more intuitively.
Meng Chenghong immediately took out his mobile phone and searched for photos of "Zong Sheng". He was amazed at first sight, but when he saw the countless hideous faces on the Buddha statues, he felt a chill in his heart.
He passed the phone to his parents and brother. Even from the pictures he could feel the oppressive feeling coming from them, and he couldn't imagine how shocking the real thing would be.
Meng Anran's expression was indifferent, completely unlike someone who would create such a twisted and terrifying work. He said lightly, "This is my first work, and it's on display at the City Art Museum. My second work is called 'Expulsion' and it's at the Ria Art Museum in Country A. This time, the Ria Art Museum has an exhibition and invited me to go."
Of course, the invitation is not "dream of peace", but "sadness".
The family members were a little confused. They originally thought that Meng Anran just had a wide network of contacts, but later discovered that she was also talented in business.
It is amazing that he has a talent for business. At the age of 23, he developed his company into a group.
Who would have thought she could write songs? And she's so popular in the music industry.
Now I find out she's actually a sculptor, her work has even been featured in textbooks, and she's become famous overseas?!
This is done line by line, line by line, line by line!
It's not just a talent for business, all kinds of talents are maxed out!
"Stop chatting, it's time to get to work." Meng Anran glanced at the time and called the stunned family back to their senses. "It's just two sculptures, why are you so shocked?"
Everyone gasped.
Isn't it just two?
How many people can win an award with their first work and become famous with just two works?
It’s too Versailles!
However, it is indeed time to go out to work.
"Oh, right." Meng Anran changed her shoes and was about to go out when she looked at Meng Chenghong who was packing her schoolbag in the living room. She raised her voice slightly and said, "Xiaohong, someone is coming to build a dog house for Xiaoxue this afternoon. You should put Xiaoxue in your room first, so that she won't be scared when someone comes."
"Okay." Meng Chenghong hurried to the backyard, picked up Xiaoxue, and ran upstairs.
The family went out one after another.
Meng Anran drove Meng Yushu to the high-speed rail station and then returned to work.
On the way, I received a call from Ming Jing.
Ming Jing rarely called, and any matters were always conveyed by Liu Zhi, so when Meng Anran saw the caller ID, she was a little stunned.
"What's wrong?" she answered.
"When are you free?" Ming Jing's tone was quite straightforward. After knowing each other for so many years, there was no need to beat around the bush.
"If you have something to say, just say it." Meng Anran still thought he was too long-winded.
Ming Jing rolled his eyes speechlessly. What a hypocrite. They were friends who grew up together, but he was so nice to Liu Zhi and Qin Mu, but treated him like an outsider.
After just a few complaints in his heart, Ming Jing quickly got down to business: "I'm planning to propose to Zhizhi, and I want to ask you two things: one is if you're free to help with some advice, and the other is if you can be there on the day of the proposal."
Meng Anran raised her eyebrows in surprise, then smiled and said, "Aren't you following the 'boiling frog in warm water' principle? Why are you getting anxious now that we're talking about it?"
Is this progressing a bit too fast?
It was less than two months after the relationship was confirmed.
Even though these two got together a year ago...
But I have been dating Qin Mu for five years and there is no rush. Is it because we are progressing too slowly?
Meng Anran couldn't help but think.
"Zhizhi is an impatient person. We should go through the process quickly while she is in the mood, so that she won't get into trouble once her enthusiasm fades." Ming Jing sighed helplessly, but his words were full of doting for Liuzhi.
Meng Anran couldn't help but burst out laughing. "You two are already engaged, wouldn't it be faster to just get a marriage certificate? Why bother with a proposal ceremony?"
Ming Jing thought for a moment and said, "I don't want it to be a business marriage."
He wanted to tell everyone that he and Liuzhi had known each other and fallen in love, and that they did not get married because of a "childhood engagement".
He also wanted Liuzhi to know that "childhood engagement" had never been important to him, he simply wanted her as a person.
From childhood friends to lovers, then to proposal and marriage, he didn't want to miss any of the necessary steps because of the engagement.
Because every step of the journey with her is especially precious.
After understanding Mingjing's thoughts, Meng Anran curled her lips and felt happy for her best friend in her heart, happy that she met someone who treated her sincerely.
"I will definitely be there on the day of the proposal. As for the planning, I don't know anything about it. Why don't you ask Yao Yunle?"
Ming Jing was awakened by this and remembered that Yao Yunle was a wedding photographer and must know a lot about this kind of arrangement.
"Okay, I'll go ask him. I'll let you know when the proposal ceremony is set."
"Yeah." Meng Anran responded and hung up the phone.
The car turned into the Ruiming Group parking lot.
It was weird. As soon as she got off the car, she was surrounded by people.
They were all wearing the same sportswear and seemed to be bodyguards.
Meng Anran took a quick look and found that they were all unfamiliar faces. They were not Lu Heng's bodyguards, nor were they the group of second-generation rich friends around Lu Yi.
Her face darkened instantly, and a hint of cold vigilance flashed in her eyes. "If you tell me your identity, it's considered as asking me to leave. If you don't, it's considered kidnapping. Kidnapping the chairman of Ruiming Group right in front of the company, even if I give you a dozen lives, it might not be enough to kill you."
The bodyguard standing in front of her took a half step forward and said, "Boss An, please come with us."
Meng Anran sneered, "You're being polite, but you didn't introduce yourself. You're being impolite, but you didn't actually do anything. Who's your boss? He really knows how to discipline his subordinates."
"It's me."
A voice sounded, and the person giving the command behind the scenes gradually revealed his true appearance and appeared in front of Meng Anran.
The visitor was plump, wearing a white dress and low-heeled shoes.
Her skin was wheat-colored, and her golden curly hair and the crystal pearl necklace on her neck paired with a white dress made her skin look even darker.
To put it bluntly: very old-fashioned.
It's simply an aesthetic disaster. Coupled with the deadly Barbie pink lipstick, it's really an eye-sore. I'm afraid of getting stye if I look at it for a few more seconds.
Meng Anran frowned slightly and looked at the other person carefully for a long time, but couldn't recognize who this person was.
"Excuse me, who are you?" she asked. Could it be that this woman recognized the wrong person?
The other party snorted coldly, staring at Meng Anran with eyes full of resentment and a hostile tone: "I am Mao Xiabing!"
Hearing this, Meng Anran's pupils trembled and she looked at the other party in disbelief.
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