Yan Meng's words were full of confidence, as if he had some fatal handle on Lu Zhiyuan.
"What do you think? Do you dare to bet with me?"
Yan Meng smiled and waited for my answer.
I couldn't help but waver.
Although I don't know what method Yan Meng has to make Lu Zhiyuan agree to divorce, but based on my understanding of Yan Meng, he is definitely not a person who talks big.
If he says he can do it, he can definitely do it.
I stared at Yan Meng and didn't answer for a long time.
I knew Yan Meng was doing all this to get revenge on the Lu family. I was just a pawn to him. If I agreed to it, it would confirm Lu Zhiyuan's misunderstanding of me.
But I have no choice now. I can't let Yan Meng tell me about the child.
I just want to protect my child now. As for Yan Meng, I will promise him for now and keep him stable, but this is only a temporary measure.
After figuring it out, I nodded slowly, but didn't give a clear answer.
"Then I'll wait and see how you can convince Lu Zhiyuan."
As soon as I finished speaking, Yan Meng forced out a smile that was expected, "As expected, I know that talking to a smart woman can save a lot of energy."
I stared at him and tried to ask, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I naturally have my own way, just wait for the result." After saying this, Yan Meng stood up and said, "You are a pregnant woman, remember to take good care of yourself."
I stood up to see him off, my words still cold: "Don't bother Mr. Yan."
After seeing Yan Meng off, my nerves relaxed. The moment I closed the door, I felt my stomach growling with hunger.
After chatting with Yan Meng, I missed dinner time.
I curled up on the sofa, picked up my phone and checked the food delivery platform, but there was nothing I wanted to eat.
The reaction in the early stages of pregnancy is quite strong, the appetite is poor, and I have no interest in the delicious food that I usually like to eat.
I was just wondering what to order when the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?"
I asked subconsciously, standing up and walking towards the door.
Could it be that Yan Meng suddenly thought of something and came back?
Or maybe Qiu Qiu insisted on skipping work to accompany me?
With my mind full of random thoughts, I walked to the door and looked out through the peephole. There was a guy dressed as a waiter, holding a lunch box in his hands.
Delivery man?
But I haven’t placed an order yet?
"Hello, miss. I'm the delivery man from Tianranju. Your meal is here." The young man was still very polite.
But this inexplicable food delivery made me alert.
I didn't open the door, and explained through it, "You must have sent it to the wrong person. I have never ordered food from your restaurant."
"Hmm?" The delivery guy glanced down at the order on his phone and said firmly, "That's right! You are Miss Lan, right? I have your phone number..."
The delivery guy gave me my cell phone number exactly, which made me believe it a little.
"Please leave the food at the door."
The delivery guy did as I instructed. I watched him leave through the peephole, then I opened the door and brought in the meal.
After locking the door, I sat back on the sofa, looking at the meal in front of me with suspicion.
The name "Tianranju" is printed on the lunch box and tableware, and the lunch boxes are stapled together. No one will tamper with the food, so there should be no problem with the meal.
The only person who knows the address of my apartment is Qiu Qiu.
Could it be that Qiu Qiu was afraid that I wouldn’t eat well, so he ordered it specially for me?
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