Chapter 359 Shall we date?
Meng Qingyin opened the small group chat.
Mengmeng: "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."
Mengmeng: "That's right, I'll treat everyone tomorrow. If you're free, come on over!"
The elderly man exclaimed, "Oh, Mengmeng, what joyous occasion has you had that you suddenly decided to treat us to a meal?"
Mengmeng: "It's nothing, it's just that we haven't gotten together in a long time, so we're having a meal together. I also invited Qin Feng."
I'm the Lucky One (Poor Man's Version): "Qin Feng? Are you close to her? Why did you invite her too? Is A-Chen going?"
Mengmeng: "Oh dear, I forgot to invite Achen!"
As Meng Qingyin spoke, she sent a message to Achen, inviting her to dinner the next night, and Achen readily agreed.
In the group chat, Qin Jiu asked, "Okay, okay, morning or afternoon?"
Meng Qingyin didn't stand on ceremony with them: "The banquet is in the evening, but... you should all come early tomorrow to help me prepare the dishes and keep an eye on people."
I'm the Lucky One (Poor Man's Version): "Staring at someone? Staring at whom?"
Mengmeng: "Chefs."
Just as the chefs distrusted her out of concern for their own safety, she also distrusted a group of strangers.
Tomorrow there will be many people and many eyes watching; it would be too easy to tamper with the food.
The best way is to keep an eye on them the whole time.
Chen Leying: "How many chefs did you hire?"
Mengmeng: "There are 26 of them, but they are in pairs, so each of us only needs to keep an eye on one pair."
If each person is responsible for one group, only 13 people are needed.
The group consists of eight people: her, Chen Leying, Qin Jiu, Lu Cheng, Fei Qiu, Grandpa, Zhang Yan, and Tang Mian.
We're still short 5 people; Qingfeng, Zaizai, and Daxue can fill in.
In short, each group needs someone to supervise it.
I'm a lucky guy (poor guy version): "Are you going to Zhangyan? I haven't heard back from him yet."
Meng Qingyin glanced at the message; Zhang Yan hadn't replied.
Did they leave this district again?
She clicked on Zhang Yan's profile picture and saw that it was still lit up, meaning he was still in this district.
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 how it goes."
Lu Cheng asked in surprise, "What are you busy with, kid? Still checking the situation?"
Zhang Yan did not reply.
Lu Cheng was even more puzzled. "This kid is acting all mysterious."
Meng Qingyin guessed that Zhang Yan might be having a lot of trouble with his "amnesiac brother".
It is an indisputable fact that Zhang Yan is not human.
If that's the case, where did his memories from childhood come from?
Was it that the deity fabricated a memory and imposed it on him, or... borrowed someone else's memory to create an identity for Zhang Yan?
Judging from the "amnesiac brother," Meng Qingyin felt it was very likely the latter.
Since that's the case, no matter how hard Zhang Yan tries, he won't let his "brother" regain his memories of him—because the person in that person's memory isn't Zhang Yan at all.
Should she wait for Zhang Yan to slowly uncover 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 have time."
After a while, Zhang Yan replied: "Talk? Talk about what? About dating?"
Meng Qingyin rolled her eyes speechlessly.
This person is truly something else.
One second she was feeling deeply guilty for hiding it, the next she wanted to punch him in the face.
She took a deep breath. "Seriously, when are you free?"
Zhang Yan: "I'm farming towers now, wait for me for half an hour."
Mengmeng: "Okay, see you in half an hour."
After sending the message, she couldn't wait to close the chat window.
For the next half hour, Meng Qingyin felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
The thought of having to be honest with Zhang Yan made her uneasy.
Ultimately, it's about the fear of losing this friend.
Half an hour is neither a long nor a short time. After Meng Qingyin had thought of many versions of the beginning in her mind, Zhang Yan arrived.
His hair looked like it had been styled, and his clothes were neat and clean; he didn't look like he had just come out of the Demon Tower at all.
So much so that Meng Qingyin waited a while before asking, "Were you just farming in the tower?"
Zhang Yan raised an eyebrow at her, deliberately lowering his voice to create a deep bass effect: "Hmm."
Without exaggeration, Meng Qingyin immediately got goosebumps.
She closed her eyes, finally losing her temper, and said, "Be normal!"
Zhang Yan clicked his tongue, his tone somewhat displeased, "You woman, what a spoilsport! With my perfect deep voice, you actually say I'm not normal?"
He rubbed his forehead and smiled wryly, "Never mind, whatever you are like, I'll be happy with it, because I love you..."
Meng Qingyin's fist finally landed on his face.
"Ouch!" Zhang Yan let out a pig-like scream, "What are you doing!"
Meng Qingyin asked expressionlessly, "Can you speak normally now?"
Her guilt had vanished, and all she wanted to do was confess to Zhang Yan as soon as possible.
As for whether he'll be angry at her deception or decide to abandon her as a friend after hearing this, that's up to him.
She really couldn't stand such a narcissistic person.
Zhang Yan finally noticed the seriousness on Meng Qingyin's face. He dropped his playful grin, covered his face, and asked, "So what do you want to talk to me about?"
Meng Qingyin spilled the beans, telling him about her secret investigation into him.
Of course, she omitted the part about the white fox.
Zhang Yan initially appeared relaxed, but when Meng Qingyin mentioned suspecting something was wrong with his identity, Zhang Yan couldn't help but interject, "What could be wrong with my identity?"
After a moment of silence, Meng Qingyin said, "You are different from us."
Zhang Yan nodded in agreement, "Of course I'm different from you. You ordinary folks, how could you have a figure as perfect as mine?"
Meng Qingyin's fist hardened again.
She said curtly, "I once saw two letters about you."
Zhang Yan asked curiously, "What kind of letter? A love letter you wrote to me?"
Meng Qingyin's breath hitched.
Was it really the right decision for her to confess after enduring so much inner turmoil?
What did she do to desecrate someone's ancestral grave in her past life? That's why she sent Zhang Yan to torment her in this life.
Seeing that she remained silent, Zhang Yan pressed on, "Was it a love letter you wrote to me?"
"No!" Meng Qingyin gritted her teeth, "It's a system item."
Zhang Yan immediately lost interest. "Oh, then I'm not interested."
Meng Qingyin: "No, you're very interested. Because the contents of those two letters are all about you."
Zhang Yan was surprised, "About me? Why is my information recorded on the system's prop letter? Could it be... that my excellence has reached a point where even the system can't ignore it?"
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