Meng Qingyin opened the small group.
Meng Meng: "Do you have time tomorrow?"
Lu Cheng was very excited: "Yes, yes, are you going to treat us all to dinner tomorrow? I just saw the message you posted in the chat area."
Meng Meng: "That's right, I'll treat you tomorrow, if you have nothing to do, come."
The spirited old man said: "Hey, Meng Meng, what good thing happened? Why are you suddenly treating us?"
Meng Meng: "Nothing much, it's just that we haven't been together for a while, so we just want to have a meal together. I also invited Qin Feng."
I'm the European Emperor (poor version): "Qin Feng? Are you familiar with her? Why did you invite her? So, is Achen going?"
Meng Meng: "Oh, I forgot to invite Achen!"
Meng Qingyin sent a message to Achen, inviting her to dinner the next night, and Achen agreed readily.
In the group, Qin Jiu asked: "Okay, okay, morning or afternoon?"
Meng Qingyin didn't bother to be polite with them: "The banquet will be in the evening, but...you all need to come early tomorrow to help me prepare the food and keep an eye on me."
I am the European Emperor (poor version): "Watching someone? Watching who?"
Meng Meng: "Chefs."
Just as the chefs didn't trust her out of concern for their own safety, she also didn't trust a group of strangers.
There will be a lot of people around tomorrow, and it will be very easy to tamper with the food.
The best way is to keep an eye on them the whole time.
Chen Leying: "How many chefs do you employ?"
Meng Meng: "26, but they are in groups of two, so each of us just needs to monitor one group."
If each person monitors one group, only 13 people are needed.
There are 8 people in the group, including her, Chen Leying, Qin Jiu, Lu Cheng, Fei Qiu, Daye, Zhang Yan, and Tang Mian.
There are still 5 people missing. Qingfeng, Zaizai and Daxue can take over.
In short, each group must be supervised by someone.
I'm the European Emperor (poor version): "Is Zhang Yan going? He hasn't replied to my messages yet."
Meng Qingyin took a glance and found that Zhang Yan had not replied yet.
Did he leave this area again?
She clicked on Zhang Yan's avatar and saw that it was still lit, which meant that he was still in this area.
At this moment, Lu Cheng was already tagging Zhang Yan: "@Zhang Yan, where are you? Let me know if you're going or not."
After a long while, Zhang Yan replied: "I'll see what happens."
Lu Cheng was surprised, "What are you busy with, kid? Are you still looking at the situation?"
Zhang Yan didn't reply.
Lu Cheng was even more puzzled. "This kid is so mysterious."
Meng Qingyin guessed that Zhang Yan might be worried about his "amnesiac brother".
It is an established fact that Zhang Yan is not a human being.
If that’s the case, where do his memories from childhood to adulthood come from?
Did the God Lord fabricate a memory and impose it on him, or... did he borrow someone else's memory and create an identity for Zhang Yan?
Judging from the "amnesiac brother", Meng Qingyin felt that it was most likely the latter.
In this case, no matter how hard Zhang Yan tries, he will not be able to let his "brother" recover his memory of him - because the person in that person's memory is not Zhang Yan at all.
Should she wait for Zhang Yan to slowly find out the truth, or should she tell him the truth now?
Meng Qingyin finally made up her mind and opened the chat box with Zhang Yan: "Zhang Yan, let's talk when you are free."
After a while, Zhang Yan replied: "Talk? Talk about what? Love?"
Meng Qingyin rolled her eyes speechlessly.
This person is really unique.
One second she was still feeling deeply guilty for her concealment, and the next second she wanted to punch him in the face.
She took a deep breath and said, "Seriously, when are you free?"
Zhang Yan: "I'm clearing the tower now, wait for me for half an hour."
Meng Meng: "Okay, see you in half an hour."
After sending this message, she couldn't wait to close the chat box.
For the next half hour, Meng Qingyin felt very uncomfortable.
She felt uneasy when she thought about confessing to Zhang Yan.
Ultimately, I'm still worried about losing this friend.
Half an hour was neither long nor short. After Meng Qingyin had thought of many versions of the beginning in her mind, Zhang Yan came.
His hair seemed to have been specially groomed, and his clothes were neat and shiny, not at all like he had just come out of a magic tower.
So Meng Qingyin waited for a while before asking, "Did you go to the tower just now?"
Zhang Yan raised an eyebrow at her and deliberately lowered his voice to create a subwoofer effect: "Hmm."
It is no exaggeration to say that Meng Qingyin got goosebumps all over her body.
She closed her eyes, unable to bear it any longer, and said, "Be more normal!"
Zhang Yan tutted, his tone somewhat dissatisfied. "You woman, what a spoiler! I have such a perfect bass, and you actually say I'm abnormal?"
He held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, forget it. No matter what you look like, I am happy with it. Who makes me happy..."
Meng Qingyin's fist finally hit him in the face.
"Ah!" Zhang Yan howled like a pig being slaughtered, "What are you doing!"
Meng Qingyin had no expression on her face: "Can you speak normally now?"
All the guilt in her heart was gone now, and she only wanted to confess to Zhang Yan as soon as possible.
As for whether he would be angry at her deception or want to give up on her as a friend after hearing it, it was up to him.
She really couldn't stand such a narcissistic person.
Zhang Yan finally noticed the seriousness on Meng Qingyin's face. He put away his playful smile, covered his face and asked, "So what do you want to talk to me about?"
Meng Qingyin told him that she was secretly investigating him.
Of course, she omitted the part about the white fox.
Zhang Yan initially looked quite relaxed. When Meng Qingyin mentioned that she suspected there was something wrong with his identity, Zhang Yan couldn't help but interrupt: "What could be wrong with my identity?"
Meng Qingyin was silent for a moment and then said, "You are different from us."
Zhang Yan nodded in agreement. "Of course I'm different from you. How can you, ordinary mortals, have such a perfect figure like mine?"
Meng Qingyin's fists hardened again.
She said stiffly, "I have seen two pieces of letterhead about you."
Zhang Yan was curious: "What kind of letterhead? Is this a love letter from you to me?"
Meng Qingyin's breathing stopped.
She was in so much pain that she decided to confess. Was it really the right decision?
Whose ancestral grave did she dig up in her previous life, and why did he send Zhang Yan to torture her in this life?
Seeing that she remained silent, Zhang Yan asked, "Is this the love letter you wrote to me?"
"No!" Meng Qingyin gritted her teeth, "It's a system tool."
Zhang Yan suddenly lost interest. "Oh, then I'm not interested."
Meng Qingyin: "No, you are very interested. Because the contents recorded on those two pieces of letter paper are all about you."
Zhang Yan was surprised. "About me? Why would the system's prop letterhead record my information? Could it be... that my excellence has reached a level that even the system can't ignore?"
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