Meet boyfriend
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Wu Jianwei walked into the private room in high heels, sank straight into the sofa, and rubbed her temples vigorously with her fingertips, as if trying to suppress some emotion.
Fu Li pushed the wine cart in sideways, closed the door, and stopped in the middle of the room, a few steps away from Wu Jianwei. The space was instantly divided into two distinct camps.
"What would you like to drink?" Fu Li supported herself on the top of the wine cart with one hand, her fingers running across a row of foreign wine labels. "Mi Wu, you're doing so well, why don't you take care of your old friend's business?"
Kirimi leaned on the sofa with his hands, a trace of disbelief flashed across his eyes, and then solidified into a cold smile.
"Fu Li, I'm doing well? How dare you say that?"
Fu Li raised her eyes slightly, looked her up and down, and said lightly, "You have such a rich boyfriend, living in a mansion and wearing famous brands. If you don't live well, who will? Among our old classmates, who is as glamorous as you?"
"Beside?" Wu Jianwei was slightly stung by the word. After a few seconds, he sneered very lightly, raised his hand and pointed at the sofa, and said in a cold and hard voice, "Sit down."
"Okay, you are the guest and I am the waiter. If you let me sit, I will sit." Fu Li didn't touch the sofa. She dragged a leather stool originally used for feet from the corner and sat down opposite her.
"Fu Li, I just want to ask you, why do you treat me like this?" Wu Jianwei's voice trembled, and her nails dug into her palms. "Meng Yuetong is a piece of shit. I've tried to persuade you a long time ago, but you think all this is my fault? Besides Jiang He, you're my best friend. I've been so sincere to you. How could you cheat me out of money and make me take on your debt?"
"No, it's not just because of that scumbag Meng Yuetong." Fu Li's eyes were frozen. "Wu Jianwei, you have never been my friend. I have always hated you."
"Do you hate me?" Wu Jianwei seemed to have been drained of all her strength. A tear slid down without warning, leaving a wet mark on her delicate makeup.
Fu Li took out a metal wine opener from the pocket of his work clothes with an expressionless face and pressed it on the car: "You ordered some wine, so I have time to chat with you."
Wu Jian sneered and pointed at a bottle of whiskey randomly: "Open."
Fu Li skillfully opened the bottle, poured the amber liquid into the glass, and lowered her head to push it in front of Wu Jianwei: "You never seem to know how annoying you are. Today is a good day to settle the score."
"You say." Wu Jianwei stared at the glass of wine as if he was looking at a glass of poison.
Fu Li raised her head, her gaze piercing her. "Are you having a great time in college? You're pretty, have good grades, and are popular. You're the center of attention wherever you go. Zhou Shuye likes you, too. You must be enjoying this feeling, right? We're just insignificant foils beside you."
Wu Jianwei shuddered, as if she was truly seeing the person in front of her for the first time. How ridiculous, her good friend actually looked at her like this.
"Wu Jianwei, did you know that I liked Zhou Shuye?" Fu Li asked again.
"You like Zhou Shuye?" Wu Jianwei felt both absurd and helpless. "Fu Li, our friendship can't compare to your love for a man? If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't even be friends with him."
Fu Li did not answer immediately. She picked up the glass of wine that she had just poured for Wu Jianwei and drank it in one gulp.
"Oh, in your words, my love for you is nothing, right?" Fu Li put down the cup, and the bottom of the cup hit the table with a crisp sound, like a small thunder. "Wu Jianwei, I was very jealous of you for a while, but I really started to hate you because of that bowl of beef noodles."
"Beef noodles? What beef noodles?" Wu Jianwei looked at Fu Li blankly. This answer was completely beyond her expectations. "What are you talking about?"
Fu Li turned her head, her eyes like a cold blade scraping across Wu Jianwei's face: "Three years ago, at my birthday party, in this KTV, how did you humiliate me with that bowl of beef noodles? You don't even remember it?"
Fu Li's words were like a key that opened the lock of memory.
Wu Jianwei tried her best to recall that birthday party...
At the time, Fu Li was working as a salesperson at a luxury goods store when she met a lavish customer. Within ten minutes of arriving, her spending had made her the top seller. After receiving a generous commission, she invited many friends to a grand birthday party at Huanyue.
That day, Wu Jianwei carefully prepared gifts and went there with Jiang He.
When they arrived, Fu Li was surrounded by people, vividly describing the client who had made her a top seller: "He had exquisite features, was handsome and gentlemanly, unmarried, and even left me his address."
Her friends all started to cheer, and Fu Li's face flushed with pride and shyness. She was convinced in her heart that the other party was showing goodwill to her.
While chatting and laughing, Fu Li turned the topic to Wu Jianwei: "Mi Wu, where is your mysterious boyfriend? Why are you hiding him from us?"
"Yes, except Jiang He, we haven't seen your boyfriend." Friends were very curious. Wu Jianwei had rejected so many people, so what kind of person did she like?
Unable to resist everyone's nagging, she had no choice but to call Meng Yanxiu, and considerately said that it was okay if he couldn't come. But Meng Yanxiu smiled and agreed, immediately turned down the dinner invitation, and arrived soon after.
When Meng Yanxiu walked into the private room, she happily went up to him and gave him a gentle hug, then took his hand and introduced him to everyone.
"This is my boyfriend." Wu Jianwei's face suddenly turned red. Meng Yanxiu held her hand tightly and greeted everyone politely.
The friends present all widened their eyes and sighed: "Mi Wu, your boyfriend is so handsome, he is a perfect match for you."
However, amidst all the praises, only Fu Li suddenly lost his mind.
In the middle of the meeting, Meng Yanxiu left the table to go to the bathroom, and when he returned he was stopped by Fu Li who was waiting in the corridor.
"Is there something?" Meng Yanxiu stopped.
Fu Li stared at the expensive haute couture show suit he was wearing and asked softly, "You... don't remember me?"
Meng Yanxiu frowned slightly, obviously having no recollection of it, and continued walking towards the private room.
Fu Li took a step closer, her tone becoming more urgent: "Binhe Store, you came here a few days ago. Some of the clothes you bought are custom-made and will be in the store in two days."
"Binhe Store?" Meng Yanxiu pondered for a moment, as if remembering something.
A while ago, my aunt kept taking Wu Jianwei to get a beauty treatment. Bored waiting in the salon, he went to the mall downstairs to buy some clothes. He wasn't a big fan of shopping, so he didn't look closely. He just randomly pointed to a row and asked the clerk to pack everything by size. Unexpectedly, the person who greeted him was Fu Li.
Fu Li's heart sank. She guessed that Meng Yanxiu was pretending not to know him because Wu Jianwei was there, so she asked again, "When the clothes arrive, I'll send them to the address you left. What time will you be home?"
"Just leave it to the housekeeper." Meng Yanxiu said calmly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Your brand has women's clothing, right? You are Awu's friend, so you should know her preferences. Choose some according to her size and send them over when the time comes. In the future, if you are short of sales, just contact my housekeeper directly."
Fu Li stood there in a daze, mumbling a "Okay, thank you." Then, with trembling fingers, she fished out a prepared note from her bag and quickly slipped it into Meng Yanxiu's suit pocket.
"This is my contact information..." Fu Li's voice trembled and she lowered her head.
Meng Yanxiu frowned and was about to reach out to take out the note when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.
Wu Jianwei walked out and saw two people standing in the corridor.
"Hey, Fu Li, so you were at the door. Jiang Jiang asked me to come out to find you. Everyone is waiting for you to open your presents." Wu Jian walked closer with a smile.
Meng Yanxiu withdrew his hand that was about to take the note, and took Wu Jianwei's waist and pulled her in front of him.
Wu Jianwei patted him lightly and gave him a look that said, "Don't do this in front of your friends." Meng Yanxiu smiled but still didn't let go.
Fu Li looked at the natural intimacy between the two, her eyes darkened, and she forced a smile: "Mi Wu, I just received a call, I'll be in right away."
"Okay." Wu Jianwei waited until Fu Li disappeared into the private room before turning around and wrapping her arms around Meng Yanxiu's waist. She carefully studied his expression, "Why were you out for so long? Are you the only man here? Are you bored?"
"It's just a small occasion, why can't I stay?" Meng Yanxiu lowered his head and kissed the side of her neck, "I just want you to come out to find me, come out and let me kiss you."
"Oh, you..." Wu Jianwei's ears turned red after being kissed by him. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him away. "Okay, we'll be seen by others later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Yanxiu turned around and caught a glimpse of a figure swaying in the private room next door. He saw Meng Yuetong, with his blond hair, surrounded by people on both sides, surrounded by cigarettes, looking like he was living in a trance.
Wu Jianwei raised his eyes and looked at Meng Yanxiu, pinching his fingertips: "In public, please restrain yourself and don't use force."
"Yeah." Meng Yanxiu pushed open the door of the private room and supported her back with his hand. "Have fun. I'll come find you later."
Wu Jianwei was still worried, so she stood outside the door, tugging at his sleeves, and smiled, "Hurry up, I'll miss you if you leave for five minutes."
"Really?" Meng Yanxiu leaned over and kissed her forehead, saying softly, "Wait a moment, I won't let you think about it for too long."
Wu Jianwei let go of his hand and nodded. "Well, I'll wait for you to come back and eat beef noodles with me. I heard that the beef noodles here are delicious."
"Okay." Meng Yanxiu escorted her into the private room. Turning around, his eyes darkened, and he strode towards the next door, kicking it open with a bang.
Fu Li was blowing out the candles when she looked up and saw Wu Jianwei coming back. She couldn't help but ask, "Where's your boyfriend?"
"He has something to deal with, don't worry about him." Wu Jianwei sat down next to Jiang He naturally and sang birthday song with everyone.
A smile appeared on Fu Li's face. It seemed that Meng Yanxiu did not tell Wu Jian about the note.
Amidst everyone's blessings, Fu Li clasped her hands together and made a wish. She said in her heart: This time, the person I like must also like me, not Wu Jianwei.
More than ten minutes later, a friend went to the bathroom and came back in a panic: "Mi Wu! Your boyfriend is next door..."
Wu Jianwei put down the cake and said calmly: "It's okay, he is educating his brother."
My friend smiled awkwardly, "Ah... I see. So he's not usually this mean to you, is he?"
Before Wu Jianwei could reply, Jiang He spoke up, "How is that possible? Mi Wu's boyfriend treats her very well. If she sneezes, he gets so nervous that he even makes different kinds of soup for her every day since autumn."
"Hey, Jiang Jiang, you're exaggerating..." Wu Jianwei held Jiang He's hand and shook his head embarrassedly.
Jiang He took a big bite of cake and pouted, saying, "I'm not exaggerating. I drank quite a bit too. Besides, this is just a small thing."
"Mi Wu, I really envy you. Your boyfriend is so thoughtful." The friends sighed and turned to look at Fu Li. "We're waiting for your good news. When you get together with your future boyfriend, you must bring him to us!"
Fu Li raised her eyebrows: "Of course."
As they were talking, the waiter brought in drinks, non-alcoholic beverages, and meals, respectfully introducing them: "This is arranged by President Meng. President Meng has already paid for all the food tonight. Please enjoy your meal."
Fu Li had studied the menu beforehand and immediately recognized those as the most expensive drinks in the restaurant. She was delighted and looked at Wu Jianwei: "Mi Wu, this is so embarrassing! How could I let him spend money on my birthday?"
Kirimi smiled and said, "He's embarrassed to come empty-handed, so give him a chance to show his abilities."
As he was speaking, Meng Yanxiu returned. He looked normal and took over naturally, "Awu is right. This is our first meeting, and we haven't prepared anything else. We just need to have a good time. If you need anything else, just ask."
"No need, these are already enough." Fu Li replied quickly.
Meng Yanxiu didn't say anything more. He went to wash his hands first, and then brought the bowl of beef noodles with a lot of coriander added as he instructed to Wu Jianwei.
"Eat, I'm here to have beef noodles with you." Meng Yanxiu looked at her softly.
Wu Jianwei didn't move his chopsticks. He then moved sideways, grabbed his arm, touched his knuckles, and asked close to his ear: "Did you hit anyone? Didn't you agree not to hit anyone?"
"I didn't hit anyone." Meng Yanxiu covered the back of her hand with his palm, and with his other hand, he put his arm around her shoulders. He lowered his head and said, "I just burned his back with a cigarette butt. If I don't teach him a lesson, he won't learn his lesson."
"What? You're so cruel?" Kirimi was slightly startled, then sighed, with a hint of helpless indulgence in his tone, "But, he deserved it."
"It's not harsh, it's very restrained." Meng Yanxiu brushed it off lightly, tucking the strands of hair on her cheek behind her ear and handing her the chopsticks. "If the noodles clump together, they won't taste good."
"Give me another small bowl. I can't eat so much." She wasn't actually hungry. She had said before that she wanted to eat beef noodles just to make an excuse to get Meng Yanxiu to come back quickly, as she was worried that he would make things worse.
"You eat first, and the rest is left. If you don't want to waste it, I'll eat the rest."
Meng Yanxiu glanced at the table. It was a bit low, and bending over to eat would be uncomfortable. He said, "You sit back on the sofa. I'll hold the bowl."
Kirijian pulled his wrist back slightly: "The bowl is very hot, just put it on the table and eat."
Meng Yanxiu immediately took off his suit jacket, carefully wrapped the bowl, and then steadily held it in front of her: "Eat slowly, be careful of the heat."
The friends nearby watched and whispered, "Mi Wu's boyfriend is so gentle."
Wu Jianwei lowered her head embarrassedly to eat noodles. After just two bites, a few drops of oil and soup came out and splashed along the bowl onto the coat that Meng Yanxiu used to wrap the bowl.
She frowned: "Put the bowl down, your clothes are dirty."
Meng Yanxiu's posture remained unchanged, his tone indifferent: "It's just a piece of clothing. How can it be more important than letting you eat noodles well?"
Later, when everyone left together, Meng Yanxiu simply threw the coat away.
However, his attitude of abandoning her like a piece of trash turned into a sharp thorn that pierced Fu Li's heart.
Even three years later, Fu Li still couldn't let it go.
At this moment, facing Wu Jianwei's completely puzzled expression, Fu Li sneered: "Back then, the contact information I wrote to him was inside that coat, but he even threw away the coat. Wu Jianwei, dare you say that this is not a humiliation you have joined forces to bring upon me?"
Wu Jianwei looked at Fu Li in shock. She had never thought that Fu Li actually liked Meng Yanxiu, and the trigger for Fu Li to hate her was just a bowl of beef noodles.
"Fu Li, he was my boyfriend at the time, how could you have the nerve to do such a thing?"
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