Ah Shura Field
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Wu Jianwei looked at him and said, "Speak now."
The two stood facing each other, Biscuit's front paws clinging to Wu Jianwei's arm, but his head kept moving towards Meng Yanxiu, pulling Wu Jianwei very close to him.
Kirimi lowered her head slightly and asked Biscuit: "Biscuit, do you want to go to him? Then I won't hug you, you can only choose one person."
"Oh, oh." Biscuit immediately shrank back into her arms and stopped flapping around.
"Well, Biscuit is so good." Kirimi comforted it with satisfaction.
Meng Yanxiu laughed softly. He used to be jealous of Biscuit because Wu Jianwei not only wanted to sleep with Biscuit in his arms, but also liked to kiss it.
But during these three years, he could only tell Biscuit about the longing hidden deep in his heart.
No one knows except Cookie.
Kirimi raised her eyes slightly and stared at him: "What are you laughing at? I asked you to speak now."
Meng Yanxiu suppressed his smile and suddenly turned serious: "Let's talk on the way. Why, you don't even dare to ride in a car alone with me? What are you afraid of? Do you still have feelings for me?"
Wu Jian glanced at him slightly and continued walking forward: "It's just that the hatred still lingers."
Meng Yanxiu said coldly, "That's perfect. I hate you, and you hate me. Nothing can happen between us in the car. Why are you afraid to get in?"
Kirito: "I can take your car, but don't talk nonsense to me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Jianwei stopped and looked at the glass pillar on the left. Looking at herself in the glass mirror, she was suddenly startled.
She was still wearing the pair of glass jade earrings and the Harry Winston diamond ring on her ring finger.
This scene was exactly the same as the day she left three years ago.
That day, she went to the Meng family's old house to retrieve documents, but accidentally discovered the Meng family's secret that had been kept secret for generations. At the same time, she discovered the secret of her own tears. She could not have imagined that these ordinary tears were the only potion to cure Meng Yanxiu.
She also learned from Meng Yanxiu's grandfather that Meng Yanxiu had declared to his family that he had never liked her, that he only wanted to break the family curse, and that this relationship was just a cold "tear contract."
The cruel truth exploded in her mind like a thunder.
She walked out of the old house in a daze and called Meng Yanxiu who was on a business trip in the United States. She just wanted to hear his personal answer as to whether the absurd curse was true.
"Yes." Meng Yanxiu admitted it without hesitation over the phone. He then said he would be back soon and could explain.
But since this is true, what's the point of explaining it? Any more explanations are nothing but sophistry, rhetoric to glorify selfish motives, and exploitation with ulterior motives from the very beginning.
Wu Jianwei hung up the phone and immediately went home to pack her luggage. She threw all the things Meng Yanxiu left at her house into the trash can, and threw all the gifts Meng Yanxiu gave her back to his villa, including the iPhone 4 that she had just used to call him.
After dealing with all this, she returned the keys to the landlord and went straight to the airport.
However, Meng Yanxiu had given her so many things that she couldn't even remember them all.
It was not until she was at the airport and passed by the glass pillar that she saw that she was still wearing the necklace he gave her.
With red eyes, she took off the necklace and took it to the mailing counter a hundred meters ahead. She had just written a note and had not started writing the mailing label when Zhou Shuye, who was flying to Singapore to study for a doctorate that night, found her at the airport.
Seeing that boarding time was approaching, Zhou Shuye asked her to go first and he would send it.
She had no choice but to hand the note and necklace to Zhou Shuye, and Meng Yanxiu's address and mobile phone number were like engraved in her heart. She didn't need to think about it and just blurted out to tell Zhou Shuye.
She took one last look at the city, turned around and started on her way home. After that, she stayed with her parents in Suzhou for three years.
At this moment, Kirimi withdrew her thoughts slightly, faced the glass mirror in front of her, and took off her earrings and ring.
She held it in her hand, looked at Meng Yanxiu and said, "Open your hand."
"You keep them." Meng Yanxiu raised his hand to button up his shirt cufflinks and said casually, "I'm not as picky as you are. I'm still using the cufflinks you gave me, and I didn't say I'd take them off and return them to you."
Only then did Wu Jianwei notice his cuffs, pinned with a pair of Buccellati Bellati cufflinks. She had given them to him during the two most agonizing months of his life, spending more than half a month's salary on them.
But Meng Yanxiu has no shortage of such things.
Thinking of this, she said calmly, "Just take it down and give it back to me now. I'll also give you your things, and we'll be even."
"I won't return it to you. It's not that easy to make peace between us." Meng Yanxiu's voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with resentment. "Wu Jianwei, I will never accept anything you return again."
That year, after he received a call from Wu Jianwei, he immediately returned to China, but he could no longer find any trace of her. Her phone number was blocked, the house was vacated, and the villa was piled with every gift he gave her. He looked for her like crazy, but everyone they knew said they didn't know where she was.
It was not until half a month later that he received a courier from Singapore. The sender was Zhou Shuye. The courier box contained a necklace and a note he gave to Wu Jianwei.
He could recognize the handwriting on the note at a glance. It was written by Wu Jianwei herself: Don't look for me, we're over.
From then on, he thought Wu Jianwei and Zhou Shuye went to Singapore.
In three years, he flew to Singapore eighty-two times, but he didn't know that she was not there at all.
Today, he finally reunited with her. At this moment, she was right in front of him, and he didn't know whether she had ever loved him.
"Why don't you accept it? Come on, stretch out your hand!"
Kirimi Wei didn't want to get into a stalemate with him at the airport, so she repeated it again.
Meng Yanxiu swallowed the bitter taste in his throat and said in a deep voice, "I'll give it to you first. Didn't you say I never tell the truth? Aren't you afraid that I'll go back on my word and not give you the shares? The deposit I gave you earlier isn't even a fraction of the shares I'm going to get."
"Am I a pawnshop? I pawned the biscuits to me, and you pawned the jewelry to me. I can't afford to pay for it if it's lost." Kirimi glared at him and continued walking towards the parking lot.
"That's great." A smile appeared in Meng Yanxiu's eyes. "If I lose it, I can come to you to collect the debt."
Wu Jianwei immediately covered Biscuit's ears: "Biscuit, did you hear that? He wants to lose you. Do you see who he is? Let's see if you dare to stand up for him in the future!"
"Do you want it to listen or not?" Meng Yanxiu opened the car door for her. "Also, I'm talking about the diamond ring. You can't lose the cookies or the earrings."
"If you can throw away a diamond ring, why can't you throw away earrings?"
Kirimi Wei got into the car holding Biscuit. This time Biscuit did not stop her from fastening her seat belt. It seemed that Biscuit was afraid of making her angry.
Meng Yanxiu started the car and slowed down his voice: "Because you made the earrings."
"..." Wu Jianwei turned his head away and looked out the window, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Let's get down to business." Meng Yanxiu held the steering wheel with one hand, occasionally glancing at her. "I've asked Lin Jue to handle the equity transfer procedures, but it won't be quick. You know, there's a process for industrial and commercial changes."
"Yeah." Wu Jianwei never doubted this. Meng Yanxiu never cared about money.
Once, she accidentally glanced at a necklace in a magazine, and when she woke up the next day, Meng Yanxiu was already wearing it around her neck.
Meng Yanxiu continued, "I will contact you after the shareholders' meeting resolution and the equity transfer agreement are ready. Please remove my phone number from the blacklist."
"Yeah." After Wu Jianwei blocked him, she deleted his number a long time ago, but she could not forget that string of numbers. Even when he called her with another number, she could still feel that it was him.
Meng Yanxiu: "Let it go now."
Kirito: "Why?"
Meng Yanxiu: "You will forget."
"I'm not a goldfish, how can I not remember such a small thing?" Wu Jianwei's eyes were filled with displeasure. Although she had a bad memory, she was definitely not a careless person when it came to work. When she was a secretary, she set alarms for all her to-do items and never delayed anything.
Meng Yanxiu sneered: "I told you not to forget to marry me, didn't you forget?"
Wu Jianwei looked out the window. No one knew that she had not forgotten today, but she had never thought that this wedding would still take place.
The shadows of the trees in front of her gradually became clearer. She recognized the road and suddenly turned her head: "How did you know I still lived in the same house?"
Meng Yanxiu's expression was calm: "I guessed."
She lowered half of the window to let the biscuits blow in the wind for a while. After a while, the car drove onto the main road outside the community.
From a distance, Wu Jianwei saw a handsome man wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, holding two suitcases, one gray and one white, standing at the entrance of the community. It was Zhou Shuye.
It was also here that Meng Yanxiu first met him.
At this moment, Meng Yanxiu also saw him.
Wu Jianwei thought Zhou Shuye had gone somewhere else, but she didn't expect him to be waiting at the door.
"I won't let you take the cookies away." Meng Yanxiu suddenly said.
Wu Jianwei picked up the biscuit and glanced at Meng Yanxiu's face: "Well, it's not convenient for the biscuit to be with me, you take it back."
Meng Yanxiu's tone became even colder: "It's inconvenient. There's a man living in your house, and the cookies will bite him to death."
"Stop the car. I can't communicate with you. I'll let whoever I want live here!" Wu Jianwei couldn't stand his sarcasm. Even if there was really a man living in her house, it had nothing to do with him.
"Then you'd better change your bed. I feel sick for you when I think of him sleeping in the bed I slept in."
After Meng Yanxiu finished speaking, not only did he not stop the car, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car directly under Zhou Shuye's nose.
"You're a lunatic!" Kirimi turned her head slightly to look at him. Although he was not driving fast and was driving very steadily, at that moment, she really thought he was going to crash into her.
Meng Yanxiu unbuckled his seatbelt, then leaned over to unbuckle hers. He leaned towards her and said, "What? Are you worried about him?"
At the same time, Zhou Shuye was standing outside the car window watching them. What Zhou Shuye feared most happened. On the first day Wu Jianwei came back, he met Meng Yanxiu.
"I can't bear to stay with you for even one more second."
Before Wu Jianwei's hand touched the car door, Meng Yanxiu grabbed her waist. The moment their bodies touched, Biscuit rushed to the back seat like lightning, as if running for her life.
"What are you crazy about?" Wu Jianwei looked at him with eyes wide open.
Meng Yanxiu raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid he'll see?"
Without waiting for her to answer, Meng Yanxiu pressed his right hand on her neck and covered her with a hot kiss.
Meng Yanxiu kissed her hard, but his cold eyes glanced at Zhou Shuye provocatively.
Zhou Shuye, who was standing aside, froze in place in a daze, watching them embroiled in an argument, and felt his blood run cold.
Wu Jianwei remained unusually calm at this moment. She knew that if she showed even the slightest reluctance, Zhou Shuye would surely charge at her, and Meng Yanxiu had already clenched his fists.
With Meng Yanxiu's temperament, if he goes crazy, everyone will lose half their life, including himself.
But she had to admit that there was another reason why she didn't push Meng Yanxiu away at this moment. She found that no matter how they argued, no matter how deeply they stabbed each other, no matter how long they were apart, she could not resist his kiss, which made her painful and nostalgic.
The relationship between her and Meng Yanxiu is like a tangled web of thorns. The more they entangle, the more they will pierce into each other's flesh and blood.
Wu Jianwei suddenly shed a tear, put her arms around Meng Yanxiu's neck, and responded to his passionate kiss. Her cooperation made him tremble.
Meng Yanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice low and hoarse: "What do you mean?"
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She grabbed Meng Yanxiu's face and said in a very calm voice, "I don't know. Are you going to kiss me or not? If not, I'll leave."
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