The moon and stars were sparse.
The cool night breeze blew by, making her hair move slightly. Secretary Gao went to pick up the car. In the rare quiet time, Meng Xiyue stared at the sparse stars in the sky.
“Hey.”
Her idle thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears, with a sinister and sinister tone.
Meng Xiyue tilted her head and looked at Xia Yuan who was standing in the shadow. The street lights shone in front of her and there were dark shadows behind her.
From her angle, she could see her fair face under the street lamp, her slender and white swan neck, her exposed collarbones, and her gorgeously red lips under the lamplight.
She held the bag with her hands folded, and the toes of her high heels slid restlessly.
“Meng Xiyue, do you have time to have dinner together tomorrow?”
The distance was relatively close, and Meng Xiyue could see the trembling eyelashes under the light.
Disturbed.
Meng Xiyue instantly judged the other party’s mentality.
But.
“Sorry, Miss Xia.” Meng Xiyue really didn’t want to have anything to do with the characters in the plot.
Just mind your own business once.
Listening to the other party’s obviously unfamiliar and cold voice, Xia Yu’an bit her lip and asked, “Are you angry?”
Meng Xiyue’s eyelashes raised a cold arc: “No, Miss Xia is indeed right. I have no right to preach.”
Lying is obviously because you are angry.
Xia Yuan looked at the other person’s cold eyebrows and felt extremely sad. Afterward, she knew that she had gone too far, but she was used to being arrogant and never lowered her head.
Just at this time, Secretary Gao came back with his car. Meng Xiyue nodded, turned and left.
After walking a few steps, high heels sounded quickly behind her, and before she could turn around, her hand was wrapped softly.
“Yes…I’m sorry.”
A voice as thin as a mosquito sounded from behind.
Xia Yu’an was very flustered at the moment. She lowered her head and her eyes fell on the hand she was holding.
Fair and slender, even the curves are extremely beautiful, and the cyan blood vessels seem to exude a different kind of color under the moonlight.
Meng Xiyue turned sideways and moved her hands casually, but was held tightly by the other party. She sighed: “Miss Xia, it’s time for me to go back.”
She had obviously apologized, so why did she still have this attitude.
Xia Yu’an’s eyes were red with grievance. She raised her head and shook off Meng Xiyue’s hand: “I’ve already apologized, why are you still holding on? Is Ding Yaoyao that good?”
Meng Xiyue was not a warm-hearted person and she was already annoyed by Xia Yuan’s clinginess. She frowned and was about to speak.
As a result, big tears fell down from the eyes that stared at her.
Slightly curly hair spread on both cheeks, misty eyes, hands constantly wiping the corners of the eyes.
Very pitiful…
She said in a nasal voice: “Hmph, hurry up, the wind is so strong that sand is getting into my eyes.”
After saying that, she got into the car first.
As for Secretary Gao, who watched the whole thing inside, he was as quiet as a chicken.
Meng Xiyue stood there. After a while, her cold brows were stained with a faint smile, and her heart seemed to soften.
Xia Yuan sat on the car seat and moved around, but when she saw that Meng Xiyue hadn’t come up yet, she thought she had regretted it. She coughed, raised her left leg and put it on her right thigh, straightened her body and said, “Hurry up, and drive slow.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the smell of clear snow came over him, and the seat beside her sank slightly.
The other party came up.
Xia Yuan turned her head and looked at the blurry image in the mirror through the car window, suppressing the corners of her lips that wanted to raise.
Secretary Gao, caught in the middle, saw that the two big guys had stopped arguing. He stepped on the accelerator and thoughtfully lowered the partition.
But neither of the two in the back seat seemed inclined to speak.
Xia Yuan puffed up her cheeks, trying to discern Meng Xiyue’s expression through the glass. It was hard to see clearly. Shee twisted around, lowered her head, and squinted, observing quietly.
She leaned against the car seat, her long, silky hair pressed behind her. The stray hairs on her forehead were neatly smoothed, and her narrow pupils were deep and beautiful.
Her eyebrows were as cold as ever, no different from usual.
Unable to glean any useful information, Xia Yuan switched the position of her legs and ran her fingertips through her slightly curly hair, straightening it and placing it behind her back. She leaned her head against the chair cushion and stared at the partition.
“Cough.” After coughing, she glanced sideways to gauge Meng Xiyue’s reaction.
There was none.
Xia Yuan shifted uneasily. “…I admit I went too far today.”
As soon as she said this, the next words followed logically: “But I just can’t control myself. Regarding Ding Yaoyao, I don’t think I was wrong. Not ever…”
Having said this, Xia Yuan sneaked a glance at Meng Xiyue’s reaction, but their eyes met.
Her gaze was a bit cold.
Xia Yuan combed her hair with her fingertips again. “Okay, I shouldn’t have humiliated a woman in public, even if I don’t like her, but… well, I can’t lose the respect I deserve.”
After saying that, Xia Yuan glanced at Meng Xiyue, whose eyes seemed a bit less cold. She switched her legs again and said in a fierce tone: “However, I will never like Ding Yaoyao. She’s a disgusting girl anyway. A white lotus.”
“Humph, at best I won’t be so impulsive again.”
Meng Xiyue looked at her quietly, lowering her eyelashes slightly, then looked away and hummed softly.
With the other party’s response, Xia Yuan felt less depressed. Thinking of what to say next, her fingertips nervously grasped the cushion beneath her.
“Also, thank you for helping me today.”
Thinking that Li Ting actually wanted to hit Ding Yaoyao today in front of so many people, Xia Yuan felt extremely cold at that moment.
If that slap had really happened, how could she stay in this circle in the future?
Unknowingly, Xia Yuan’s address to Li Ting became his first name, and there was no longer the intimacy she had before.
“Well, also, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that to you.”
Xia Yuan also knew that Meng Xiyue was doing it for her own good, but she was so angry at the time that she couldn’t control her temper.
“Can you… can you forgive me?” Xia Yuan slowly moved his hand across the cushion, and gently clasped Meng Xiyue’s palm on her lap with her index finger as if to please.
This is the move Xia Yuan used to please her brother since she was a child.
For some reason, she subconsciously did it to Meng Xiyue.
Meng Xiyue’s eyelashes twitched slightly at the sudden intimacy, and she looked to the side with her lowered eyes and her head resting on her head, her slightly curly hair scattered on her arms.
Fluffy.
Her palm suddenly felt itchy in her heart, and she squeezed Xia Yuan’s troubled hand.
She really didn’t like this kind of close contact.
“Um.”
A simple response with a cold temperament belonging to Meng Xiyue.
Xia Yuan’s eyes lit up, “Well, are you free tomorrow? I want to treat you to dinner.”
Meng Xiyue looked at Xia Yuan who was almost in front of her, “Yeah.”
“Then it’s agreed. Let’s have dinner together tomorrow.”
Meng Xiyue: “Yeah.”
Meng Xiyue had to go to the United States the day after tomorrow, and originally planned to have a good rest tomorrow afternoon.
However, look at the other person’s excited eyes.
Meng Xiyue thought.
As long as it’s not too late, she can still accept it.
