Chapter 643, It All Depends on Luck
"Are you two going to have a fight now?" Kong Xiyan looked at the two of them and said, "If nothing else, I'm going back to my room to rest."
"I send you!"
"I send you!"
Luo Zhenxuan and Meng Xichao said in unison.
"No need." Kong Xiyan glanced at the two of them and said, "Stay away from me. You two are like two fighting cocks with their feathers standing on end. It's very strange."
After saying this, Kong Xiyan shook her head and walked away.
Looking at Kong Xiyan's back, Meng Xizhao frowned slightly: "Master Luo, I didn't want to say this."
"Oh?" Luo Zhenxuan looked at Meng Xichao: "What harsh words is Mr. Meng going to say?"
"You name the price, just stay away from Xiyan."
"?" Luo Zhenxuan seemed to be completely surprised that Meng Xichao would say this. For a moment, he was even a little amused and helpless: "Has Mr. Meng read too many novels? Or has he watched too many short dramas?"
"If you were of any use, Su Yao would not die." Meng Xi glanced at Luo Zhenxuan indifferently and went straight into the next room.
Luo Zhenxuan was nailed to the spot by those words. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides, and the anger in his eyes was not concealed.
Meng Xi closed the door, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"This Luo Zhenxuan wants to get involved in everything." Meng Xi muttered and walked straight to the computer desk where the laptop was still running a program.
"Trouble." Meng Xi muttered as he looked at the progress displayed on the screen. He took off his suit jacket and put it beside him. Sitting on the chair, his mind flashed back to the last time he met Teacher Su Yao.
That time, Teacher Su Yao told him the story of "The Happy Prince". Teacher Su Yao was still alive at that time.
Although she looked very tired, she had body temperature and a heartbeat, and her voice was light and gentle.
At that time, she must have wanted to live very much.
What did he say at the time? "Teacher, please stay here. I will ask my father and grandfather to find the best doctor for you. You will definitely get better."
"Thank you, but I want to be with Zhenxuan in the next period of time. Remember, Luo Zhenxuan, he is my youngest son, about the same age as you." Su Yao's eyes lit up when she mentioned Luo Zhenxuan: "I will come back to see you when I feel better."
Meng Xichao suddenly closed his eyes, pushing this scene back into the deepest part of his memory. When his mind was completely dark, he finally let out a long breath and said in a cold voice, "Useless thing."
The phone vibrated on the table.
When he opened his eyes again, Meng Xichao had his usual smiling face again. He glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone: "Master, did you arrange this room on purpose? Why is that annoying guy sitting next to me?"
"Hmm? Is that so? Then you two are quite destined to meet." The Master's voice came from the other end of the phone: "The rooms are divided by the stairs, men on the left and women on the right.
There is also a double room on the floor below.
The rest are random.
Since I'm on board, it's like joining the game, so I naturally have to respect the established rules of the game.
Everything that happened next was random.
I hope you have fun playing the game."
Listening to Master's words, Meng Xichao's mouth twitched. He clearly held the highest authority, yet he had to play this unfair game with the lowest cost-effectiveness here.
He really didn't know how to complain.
"Oh, by the way, don't you want to have a candlelight dinner with Kong Xiyan?" Master: "I'll arrange it for you tonight."
"Really?" Meng Xi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but feel excited.
That night, Meng Xichao changed into a brand new hand-made suit and attended the dinner. There were two long tables as soon as he entered the door. There were candles on the long tables. The guests sat down in the order listed on the commemorative cards.
Luo Zhenxuan from No. 16 and Kong Xiyan from No. 77 sat at different tables.
Meng Xichao from No. 57 actually sits at the same table with Kong Xiyan, but one is at the easternmost end and the other is at the westernmost end.
Meng Xi glanced resentfully at Kong Xiyan who was sitting on the other side, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Master, do you understand what it means to be just him and Xiyan? A candlelight dinner for the two of them!
When Meng Xichao was about to send a message to Master to complain, he received the message from Master first.
[It's so far away... You're a bit unlucky. ]
"?" A huge question mark appeared in Meng Xichao's head.
Is this a matter of his luck?
It's obvious that the Master didn't make the arrangements clearly!
What kind of candlelight dinner is this for so many people?
"Huh? We're actually sitting in the single seat over here!" Zhong Yangyang pulled Kong Zhishan to a separate double seat next to him. "How romantic!"
"It's okay." Kong Zhishan first confirmed Kong Xiyan's location, and then walked over with Zhong Yangyang.
When Meng Xichao saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Before he could silently complain in his heart, the Master sent another message.
[I prepared it, but you didn't get it. What luck you have...]
Meng Xichao raised an eyebrow and replied with a message in a bad mood.
[You clearly have the highest authority, yet you insist on saying it's a fair game and it's all based on luck! You're really too confident in your own luck!]
The Master raised the corners of his lips upon receiving this information.
He has even managed to change his fate, so what else can't he do?
Now that he is in his home court, with the right time, place and people, he is naturally confident.
But the Master had no obligation to explain so much to Meng Xichao, so he only replied with one sentence: "I hope you have a good time today."
Meng Xi rolled her eyes and put away her phone, then glanced in Kong Xiyan's direction, feeling unwilling.
This Master seems to be sick.
Why bother talking about luck with him!
If he was really lucky, how could he be born in a den of wolves and tigers like the Meng family?
If he was really lucky, his surname would be Kong!
God has never given him good luck.
Meng Xichao's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled downwards.
At this time, Kong Xiyan saw Zhong Yongan beside her and asked, "Brother, are you sending a message?"
"Yeah." Zhong Yongan leaned his shoulder towards Kong Xiyan, and tilted his phone towards her. He whispered, "I came back a little too hastily this time. Xing Erting's work hasn't been completely arranged yet."
Kong Xiyan glanced at Zhong Yongan's phone and found that it was a report about the promotional activities for the coming year. It was not a big deal, so she reminded him, "The information will be intercepted here. If it involves any confidential information, don't send it."
"Okay." Zhong Yongan responded, put away his phone and touched the tip of his nose: "Did I sleep a little too long today?"
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