Chapter 43 "Meng Beizhi, let's compete"
There were only two of them in the shooting range.
Fu Wangye said, "This place belongs to my friend, feel free to play around."
Meng Beizhi stood there without moving.
"When did you start planning this?"
It's impossible that Fu Wangye suddenly brought her here for no reason.
I can’t remember how long it has been since I last came to a shooting range and touched these things in front of me.
Meng Beizhi subconsciously resisted.
He didn't even keep his eyes on it for a second.
"I heard that you didn't play shooting anymore after that day."
Fu Wangye didn't mean to hide it from her, so he said it frankly.
He was tall and straight, and even his shadow was exceptionally long.
Wearing goggles, Fu Wangye picked up a gun with one hand and got ready.
"Want to compete?"
“…You win.”
Meng Beizhi said, "I haven't done that for many years. I don't know how to do it anymore."
It was as if he didn't hear what she said.
Fu Wangye fired on his own.
With a bang.
He blocked what Meng Beizhi had just said.
"Meng Beizhi, you lied again."
"You once told me that shooting would be something you'd stick with for the rest of your life."
"I've said a lot to you, and it's been ten years now."
Meng Beizhi's voice was dull.
"——Meng Beizhi!"
Fu Wangye raised his voice.
He took a few steps forward and grabbed her arm.
His voice was low and filled with suppressed emotions: "Why do you always like to keep things in your heart? Why don't you want to tell me anything?"
"Whether it was what happened that day or today's class reunion, you clearly had many opportunities to explain to me. Why did you never say anything?"
His voice echoed in the quiet venue.
Meng Beizhi let out a breath.
She asked: "What? What do you want to hear me say——"
"Fu Wangye, those things happened a long time ago. There's no need to mention them again."
"Okay, you've been talking about those things for a long time, but what about that day?"
His dark and deep eyes stared at her closely, as if he was afraid of missing every subtle expression of hers.
"That day—"
Seeing Meng Beizhi remained silent, he emphasized, "I sent you so many messages and called you so many times, why didn't you answer any of them? Why did you go see a lawyer?"
The feeling of not being trusted was like a ball of cotton, stuck in his chest.
If Fu Wangye doesn't let out this anger, he will never be able to breathe smoothly.
Meng Beizhi didn't have the energy to argue with him.
She said she had forgotten about it, but when she saw that group of people again today, she was somewhat stimulated.
My heart started to ache slightly.
Meng Beizhi just wanted to go home and rest.
She said coldly: "My answer today is the same as that day. This matter has nothing to do with you. It is my own privacy."
"besides--"
She paused and said, "As for our relationship, I've already said... well..."
She hadn't finished speaking yet.
Fu Wangye grabbed her wrist.
Then the whole person was dragged into his arms.
Fu Wangye bit her lips.
Blocked all her words.
He didn't hold back his strength.
There was more displeasure when lips and teeth collided.
Meng Beizhi can't say a single nice word!
Almost all the air in the mouth was snatched away.
Meng Beizhi subconsciously put his hand on Fu Wangye's chest, trying to push him out.
But he grabbed her wrist directly.
He held her even tighter in his arms.
“…Fu Wangye!”
Meng Beizhi bit the corner of his lips hard, and then took advantage of the moment when he relaxed his grip to break free.
The feeling of lack of oxygen makes my head dizzy.
Meng Beizhi's face turned slightly red.
The eyes with clear black and white also look more moist.
When looking at Fu Wangye, he looked like a little animal with its fur standing on end.
Fu Wangye heard his own muffled voice: "What you said is not nice, I don't want to listen."
“…”
He was the one who just asked her to explain.
Now you say she speaks rudely?
Meng Beizhi was so angry that he laughed.
I'm too lazy to pay attention to him.
Turn around and leave.
But before he had taken two steps, the lights in the entire venue suddenly went dark!
Fu Wangye reacted quickly, turned on the flashlight on his phone, took two steps forward and grabbed Meng Beizhi's hand.
Meng Beizhi did not resist either.
Follow him outside.
The road from here to the venue entrance is neither far nor near.
Fu Wangye always held Meng Beizhi's hand.
Meng Beizhi felt a strange feeling in his heart.
——She always seemed to be unable to control her temper in front of Fu Wangye.
The hidden emotions that had formed over the years were also habits, but they were all broken in front of Fu Wangye.
Walk out of the venue gate.
Fu Wangye's cell phone rang.
He took a look and whispered, "I'll take a call."
Meng Beizhi nodded and sent a message to Nan Ting, asking her if she had arrived home.
The call to Fu Wangye was from Secretary Lin.
Inform him that he must go to Haitian to attend a meeting tomorrow morning.
Fu Wangye: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to attend the meeting? After all, I don't hold an official position at Haitian."
"You also know that you don't have a position at Haitian——"
The old man's groaning sound came from the side.
But he was also very serious: "Tomorrow is a normal meeting. You must go. Everyone on the board will be there. It's about the proposal to bid."
Haitian is currently working on a bidding project mentioned above, and everyone is taking it very seriously.
It’s just that everyone has different ideas, so some friction is inevitable.
Fu Wangye knew something about the situation and nodded in agreement.
A moment later, the old man said, "By the way, there's one more thing. Your grandpa Zheng's granddaughter will be coming to Jingbei soon. It's a good opportunity for you two to get to know each other."
"That girl, I think she's pretty good."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Wangye hung up.
Ever since Secretary Lin said that the old man had investigated Meng Beizhi last time, he knew what the old man was planning.
But it has nothing to do with him.
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Meng Beizhi didn't want to go to his house.
Fu Wangye didn't force it.
Send her straight home.
only--
It’s not enough to just send her to the gate of the community.
Fu Wangye insisted on sending her to the door of her house, and only turned and left after watching her open the door.
Meng Beizhi looked at the closed door.
The memory of being in the shooting range came back to my mind.
The look on Fu Wangye's face when he questioned her——
There are also all those messy things that happened at class reunions.
She slowly squatted down against the door.
She knew Fu Wangye cared about her.
But what can I do?
She could no longer respond to those warm and bright feelings.
Starting at eighteen.
She was trapped in a cold and damp corner forever.
She can't get out.
No one else can get in.
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