On the balcony, Meng Yao lay on the railing and looked at the night scene in the distance, watching the cars coming and going under the night.
"Yaoyao, what's going on with Lu Zhixing and that female star?"
Liu Yi came out of the room and handed her the water in his hand, looking at her face without blinking.
"I don't know, I didn't ask." Meng Yao drank some water and leaned against the railing, somewhat uninterested in the question he asked.
Liu Yi frowned and said, "You didn't ask him or explain to you?"
He felt that Lu Zhixing did not seem like the kind of person who would let things develop, especially such scandals with women.
He didn¡¯t understand Lu Zhixing¡¯s feelings for Meng Yao before, so he might have believed what was posted on the Internet, but he had witnessed the past and relationship between the two with his own eyes, and he felt that he would not be mistaken.
Lu Zhixing cares about Meng Yao. He is not the kind of person who messes around with men and women, otherwise he wouldn't have had a girlfriend around him for so many years.
Thinking of his girlfriend, Liu Yi felt a sudden rush in his heart.
"This person named Shen, did she know Lu Zhixing before?"
"We know each other!"
Meng Yao said feebly, "Not only do they know each other, but the elders of their two families also know each other, and their relationship should be pretty good."
"Okay, don't worry about it anymore. We're fine. No matter what the final result is, it will be solved soon."
Handing the water glass back to Liu Yi, she raised her hand and walked into the room, "Stop talking, I'm tired, you should go to bed early!"
Liu Yi held the water glass and looked at her back for a long time without regaining consciousness!
After returning to the bedroom and taking a shower, Meng Yao went to bed. She slept until nine in the morning. She and Liu Xiaoqin were the only mother and daughter left at home.
Meng Yao¡¯s long hair was messy and disheveled. She was wearing a gray bodysuit and a pair of three-quarter-length cotton and linen pajamas and walked out of the bedroom barefoot, looking around with slightly squinted eyes.
Liu Xiaoqin saw her like this as soon as he came out of the kitchen, and said angrily and funny, "What are you doing? You don't recognize your own home when you wake up after a nap. It looks like you are sleepwalking. You haven't woken up before eating." Go lie down.¡±
She rolled her eyes at Meng Yao, then turned around and walked into the kitchen, "Tie up your hair and don't eat it later."
"I know, I'm hungry!"
As he spoke, Meng Yao took off a leather buckle from his wrist. He gently held his hair with his injured right hand and tied it up with his left hand. Except that it was all gathered together, it was still messy and unchanged.
Gently shaking his sore arm, Meng Yao pouted a little irritably and walked to the dining table to sit down. He rested his chin on his left hand and looked at the busy figures in the kitchen.
"Mother, I find that you are getting younger and more beautiful as you live. Could it be that you are a fairy who came down to earth and came to this world specifically to go through tribulations and ascend to God?"
¡°I don¡¯t know if I can¡¯t reach God. I only know that I¡¯ve been quite depressed lately. When will you be able to make me less worried, I¡¯ll be Amitabha.¡±
With that said, Liu Xiaoqin walked out with a bowl of wolfberry and red date porridge and a plate of steamed buns. When he placed them in front of her, he deliberately "hummed" at her.
Meng Yao twitched the corner of his mouth, automatically shutting himself down and started eating, as if he didn't want to talk to her.
"Humph, I used to know how to pay back double the amount when I suffered injustice. Now, as I get older and stupider, I just know how to run back to your mother in despair."
Liu Xiaoqin pulled out the chair and sat across from her, staring directly at Meng Yao who was eating, making it clear that he would talk to her after she finished eating.
With the bun in his mouth, Meng Yao raised his head and glanced at her, "If you're hungry, you can eat it. I feel like the bun is no longer tasty."
"A great man once said that it is very immoral to influence other people's appetite."
Looking at her mockingly, Liu Xiaoqin said, "Really?"
"How come I don't know what that great man said?"
"Did your great man tell you that escaping is of no use except deepening misunderstandings!"
Meng Yao frowned and swallowed the rice in his mouth. He picked up the bowl and blew on the porridge inside, "No, I didn't escape."
Liu Xiaoqin, "Then what are you doing?"
¡°If you don¡¯t answer calls or text messages, people who don¡¯t know would think you are going to have no contact with them forever!¡±
Meng Yao raised his eyes to look at her while drinking his porridge, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's really hard for him. He is almost 30 years old and has still learned new skills. I know he has made progress by complaining to his parents."
Listening to her strange words, Liu Xiaoqin rolled her eyes angrily and said, "What are you talking about?"??
"No matter what is written in the newspaper, I believe that Xiao Lu is not the kind of child who will mess around. There must be a misunderstanding here."
"You said you two were going to get engaged in a few days, and now you suddenly flirted with Qiao Zi and left because of a misunderstanding. What do you want him to do?"
Meng Yao, "Just do what you have to do. You said Lu Zhixing won't mess around, but how do you know if others will mess around? I don't believe in coincidences."
After saying that, she finished the porridge in a few mouthfuls and put the bowl on the table. Then she stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
"If he calls you again, don't answer it. If he does, don't talk nonsense. Don't forget who is your biological child."
Things in this world are all kinds of strange, and the same people also have hundreds of attitudes. Things determined by God are called fate, and things determined by man are called premeditation. There is no such thing as coincidence.
Back in the bedroom, Meng Yao glanced at his phone, which showed three missed calls and unread WeChat messages for more than ten days.
Looking at her phone, she recalled the phone call from yesterday morning in her mind.
Meng Yao¡¯s cell phone suddenly rang after he had just gone upstairs with the newspaper. The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.
Although she was confused, she still answered the call. The other party was a woman, and she introduced herself as "Shen Yue."
????????????????????? How can it be a coincidence? They heard the news that they were ordering from abroad and flew back to snatch them.
Throwing the phone back on the bed, Meng Yao lay back on the quilt.
Even if Shen Yue called her personally, Meng Yao actually knew that Lu Zhixing really had nothing to do with her now, and that photo was really just taken when the two of them were having dinner together.
The reason why she doesn't want to meet Lu Zhixing to explain things clearly now is actually a disease called "premarital phobia!"
"Hey, it's so annoying!"
Turning over and facing the window, Meng Yao muttered, the irritability in her heart surged up, making her heart feel swollen and depressed.
Before going to bed, she thought to herself: Let¡¯s see when she can find a psychiatrist!
While she was sleeping, the Lu Group¡¯s official Weibo posted a message clarifying the entire matter, and filed a complaint with the media involved in the matter to the court.
But even so, because this matter also involves Shen Yue, an internationally renowned actress, their gossip has remained high. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com