"I'm sorry about what happened that day."
The young man walked forward a few steps until Pan Shu could see him when she looked up. Then he stopped, leaned back against the eaves pillar with his arms folded over his chest.
Without even looking up, Pan Shu said, "Your brother has explained it to me."
"How did he explain it?"
Meng Jingchi spoke hastily.
Pan Shu glanced at him with a half-smile, "Are you sure you want to know?"
The young man was startled, his eyes falling on her charming eyebrows and eyes, which were nourished to be delicate and charming. He seemed to understand in an instant.
He said "Oh" somewhat unhappily.
As if squeezed out of the throat.
Meng Jingchi looked at her inquiringly without saying a word, ready to eavesdrop on her thoughts.
Now, he felt secretly happy again.
Even God is helping him.
He could hear the inner voice of this duplicitous woman.
Ah, he really doesn't like me.
【Then I...don't want to like him anymore. 】
The determined smile on Meng Jingchi's face slowly disappeared, and he became completely silent. He stared at Pan Shu with a stiff back, "What did you say?"
The girl gave him a strange look and said, "I didn't say anything."
Yes.
She didn't say it.
But that’s what I thought in my heart.
[Forget it, he likes Miss Zhao, so let him like her. I don't care about him. Meng Jingyue is also very good. He treats me very well... and he is also very good in bed...]
Meng Jingchi's heart stopped.
All around was silent.
The young man slowly blinked his thick eyelashes. He pursed his lips, and for some unknown reason, he said softly, "I don't like Zhao Xueer."
so.
Continue to like him.
Okay.
"Oh, what does it have to do with me?" Pan Shu gave him a cold look.
After feeding the pale yellow soft cake in her hand, Pan Shu clapped her hands and stood up, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Originally, she was sitting on a stone bench, some distance away from Meng Jingchi, but once she stood up, the distance between her and the boy suddenly became very close, about the length of a fist.
The scent of agarwood on the boy became stronger almost instantly.
Meng Jingchi subconsciously held his breath.
My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of my throat.
He moved his fingers.
The girl's beautiful, uncovered face had never struck his sight so clearly before, and Meng Jingchi swallowed nervously.
She moved closer to him.
Like she was going to kiss him.
The boy closed his eyelids tremblingly.
Her thick black eyelashes trembled constantly.
A burst of teasing in his ear quieted his eardrums, which were pounding due to his rapid heartbeat. He slowly opened his eyes, his moist, slightly red peach blossom eyes looking confused and at a loss.
"What? You think I want to kiss you?"
Pan Shu opened her palm and showed him the grass scraps in it. "There's something stuck in your hair. I helped you get it off."
Oh. So that's it.
But why did she get so close?
Does she know that this can easily lead to misunderstandings?
The boy gnashed his sharp teeth in embarrassment.
Pan Shu gently patted the boy's firm and straight chest, raised her eyes and said meaningfully, "You don't like me, but your elder brother likes me very much. You'd better not use any more of those shady tricks. Otherwise, you can see whether your elder brother is on your side or on my side."
Only after the girl had gone far away did Meng Jingchi sit down heavily.
What?
Did he think he was targeting her?
Meng Jingchi raised his hand and gently covered the place that Banshu had just touched. It was so hot.
Why is it like a fire?
"So annoying..."
The boy mumbled something vaguely.
Not far behind the pavilion, a young man in a moon-white gown, his long, slender hands clasped on his knees, tightly clenched.
He looked extremely gloomy.
It was so dark that it was hard to see clearly.
It was just the bone-chilling coldness that surged throughout his body.
The next moment, he curled the corners of his lips as if nothing had happened, steered the wheelchair around the bamboo forest, and came in front of the young man.
Meng Jingchi didn't expect to see his elder brother here and was frightened.
"Brother... why are you here?" He silently wondered when his elder brother arrived here and how much he heard. "Didn't you go out for something today?"
"It's ready in advance."
The young man, as bright and radiant as the moonlight, smiled gently. "Just now I saw you standing with your sister-in-law. You two are of similar age, so you must have a lot to talk about."
"...Who wants to talk to that woman?"
The smile on Meng Jingyue's face gradually faded.
The mysterious and narrow fox eyes are also somewhat unpredictable.
Meng Jingchi didn't notice at all. He kept muttering to himself, "Brother, I don't like that woman. Anyway, she's here to bring you good luck. Wait three or two months, and you'll divorce her, right?"
The boy had no idea that he had bumped into the muzzle of a gun.
It's the kind where whoever hits someone dies.
Even Mrs. Meng didn't dare to say such words in front of Meng Jingyue.
Everyone in the Meng Mansion could see that Meng Jingyue was truly in love with Miss Ban. They were in the midst of a passionate love affair. Who would dare to say such unlucky words?
"Hmm?" Meng Jingyue raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "What about after the divorce? Marry you?"
Meng Jingchi felt a chill on his back.
He met the young man's gentle eyes in surprise, suspecting that he had misheard, "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
Meng Jingyue nonchalantly played with the white jade ring on his index finger, his half-closed eyelids hiding the surging black mist beneath his eyes. "It's just a joke, don't be nervous."
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