C30

There was silence in the carriage.

Mu Dongfang looked at the straight road ahead. The anger in his eyes was still there, but it was smaller than before. He opened his mouth, "Wei Meng, there are some things that we might not be able to see for ourselves." Mu Dongfang's deep voice contained a hint of weariness, he did not know why he was so angry, but he could not listen to anyone speak ill of Nannan's mother.

"Go east," said Wei Meng, his eyes filled with tears. "For a stranger, are you going to talk to me like this?"

Mu Dongfang frowned, "Wei Meng, I don't have any other intentions. I just don't want you to casually comment on the lives of others. Everyone has their own way of life, and we can't interfere. "

This was perhaps the most time that Wei Meng had spoken to Mu Dongdong since he met him.

Wei Meng examined Mu Dongfang as if he was trying to read something from that face. In the end, she chose to give up because she didn't want to affect each other's emotions on this day because of other unimportant people.

Proper admission of mistakes is Wei Meng's life creed.

The woman's charming face slowly broke into a smile. Wei Meng leaned his body over and wrapped his arm around Mu Dongdong's arm. He said gently, "Dongfang, I'm sorry. "Okay, don't be angry, okay?"

The woman's gentle body moved closer. Her tone was also gentle, and a fragrance lingered in the carriage.

Mu Dongdong pulled Wei Meng's arm and whispered, "Let's go eat!"

A small episode seemed to pass by just like that. The two people in the carriage each had their own thoughts. One of them drove the car quietly while the other looked out of the window with his hand on his cheek.

Compared to the silent atmosphere in the carriage, the courtyard was filled with cheers and laughter.

"I say, what are you standing there looking at? You're not even going to cook!" Zhao Fugui asked as he took a sip of the teapot.

Only then did Zhang Xiulan retract her gaze, and said indignantly, "That man came again last time, and Xia Mu even let him eat. Hmph, he said he was your brother, but who knows who he is!"

Zhao Fugui took a sip of his tea leisurely, "I say, what are you thinking!? Who would you care about who they treat to a meal? "

Zhang Xiulan shook the apron in her hands and said, "I'm the leader of the gang, and you said Xia Mu agreed to get along with our family. Why are you behaving like this?"

"How is he?!" From what I said, that cowardly Zhang Dali is not even worthy of Xia Mu! "

"Sigh, I say, you are my nephew, I will help him arrange a marriage, how can it not work! I don't mind Xia Mu dragging two children around at such a young age! How could she look down on us?! Furthermore, it is fortunate that we are loyal and honest. If it were anyone else, no one would be willing to raise a cheap son! "

"Alright, hurry up and cook. I'm hungry!"

"Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat all day long!" Zhang Xiulan shouted at her husband, Zhao Fugui.

With the teapot in hand, Zhao Fugui took a sip from the teapot and sat on the rocking chair, ignoring Zhang Xiulan.

Zhang Xiulan glared at Zhao Fugui. She was wondering how did she marry such a person in the first place, but even so, she still headed towards the kitchen to prepare a delicious treat for her husband.

This life, just like this, every day of the sunrise and sunset, our lives are more or less the same, but every day is different.

Facing the morning sun, fighting for a new day, is the happiest time of summer.

The car stopped in front of the Western Restaurant's entrance. The dispute from before had vanished like smoke in thin air.

Mu Dong got out of the car, walked to the other side, and opened the door.

"Thank you." Wei Meng thanked him with a smile.

West restaurant, bright lights, soothing music.

Wei Meng held onto Mu Dongdong's arm as they entered the dining hall. Under the guidance of the waiter, a pair of men sat down near the window.

Mu Dongfang obviously didn't care what he ate, so the authority to order naturally fell into Wei Meng's hands.

Wei Meng was obviously very good at Western cuisine. She didn't even look at the beautifully crafted menu and instead announced a series of classic dishes. The waiter quickly took notes, then left with a half bow.

"Do you like it here?" Wei Meng's beautiful eyes looked around with eyes that were filled with mature charm.

The man's deep eyes were calm without a single ripple. He opened his mouth in a low voice and said, "The environment is not bad."

As a result of his work, Mu Dongdong had spent all his time in the forest. This colorful lifestyle of his was already very, very far away from him. He never had high requirements for materials. However, in order to accommodate to Wei Meng's feelings, Mu Dongfang never expressed any of his feelings. On the surface, this state seemed to be one of respect, but after careful consideration, it seemed that Wei Meng wasn't the person Mu Dongdong wanted. He wouldn't care about what she liked or wanted.

Men, only really care about you, will care about everything you do, do you like, to please you.

However, at this time, Wei Meng was completely engrossed with his infatuation towards Mu Dong. She completely accepted everything about this man, such as his indifference or his toughness.

"To the east, my mother said. She wants to see you." Wei Meng looked at Mu Dongfang and spat out these words from his moist red lips.

The man's features were hard and his eyes were deep and sparkling. He had been used to sitting there for so many years. His back was very straight. Looking at the expectant expression on Wei Meng's face, Mu Dongfang finally made his decision.

The man's gentle and low voice sounded out, "I'm sorry, Wei Meng. We aren't suitable for each other. Besides, I don't have any plans for marriage at the moment."

The smile on the woman's face froze due to Mu Dongdong's words. For a moment, Wei Meng felt as though his breathing had stopped.

What did he just say?

We're not suitable?

No intention of getting married?

Oh my god, I haven't even tried it, how can I know if it fits or not?!

"Why?" The smile on Wei Meng's gorgeous face faded slightly as he steadied his breathing, making himself look calmer.

From Wei Meng's point of view, although the number of times she had met with Mu Dongdong could be counted on one's fingers, they could still be considered to be having a good time together. He had always been very polite to her and would pick her up early from her company.

She had been thinking about how she could bring the two of them closer together, but before she could put it into practice, he had said something like, "We're not suitable."

All of these were things that Wei Meng could not accept! Mu Dongfang had to give her a reason!

"Sorry, Wei Meng, the entire matter is my fault. I should have explained it to you earlier. I sincerely apologize, Wei Meng. Just pretend you never met me! I can't waste any more of your time and energy. " Mu Dongfang's meaning was very clear. After meeting him a few times, he knew what Wei Meng was thinking, but he had no intention of starting a new relationship.

Mu Dongfang originally thought that Wei Meng would slap him and leave in anger. However, she quietly looked at her with a smile on her face.

"Mu Dongdong, I don't accept this!"

"Mu Dongdong, I don't accept this!" There was a trace of a smile on Wei Meng's lips. His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Mu Dongfang to hear clearly.

In the center of the hall, there was a piano. A young girl was playing it. Mu Dong and Wei Meng were sitting by the window. Mu Dong and Wei Meng were sitting by the window.

Outside the window, it was unknown when a light drizzle had begun to fall. Under the illumination of the lanterns, it gave off a sorrowful feeling.

Mu Dongfang had always been a decisive person. Since he had already made his decision, he would carry it out no matter what.

"Wei Meng, my job is special and I am unable to take care of my family. To you, I am not a very good marriage partner. Besides, I can't let go of my ex-wife. That's not fair to you. " This was the first time Mu Dongfang had spoken to an outsider. It wasn't to ease his emotions, but to reject another woman.

Wei Meng had heard about Mu Dongdong's past from his mother, but today was the first time he heard about it from the other party. At this moment, Wei Meng's heart was filled with jealousy towards that woman he had never met. Just what kind of woman could obtain the love of this staunch man? Unfortunately, she didn't have the fortune to do so.

"She's dead." Wei Meng said coldly.

"Yes, he's dead." "But, mine still belongs to her!" Mu Dongfang's eyes flashed with sorrow as he repeated the words. The man raised his hand and pointed at his chest as he spoke.

However, in the blink of an eye, it was gone. She tried to make her tone more relaxed as she quickly analyzed the situation in her mind. With Mu Dongfang's personality, if it wasn't for him knowing, even if you pointed a gun at his head, he wouldn't have done it. Therefore, he could only take things slowly and not force the man.

Using retreat to advance, perhaps there was still a slim chance of survival.

After coming to this realization, Wei Meng relaxed a little. With a pleading tone in his voice, he said, "Go east, can you accompany me to finish this meal first?"

Wei Meng's question was very careful. Just as he finished speaking, the waiter brought the dishes over.

Mu Dong sighed and agreed.

This meal was rather tasteless.

Because of what happened just now, Wei Meng's mood was still somewhat low. The western cuisine that she usually loved to eat was now useless in her eyes. Her appetite was not that good.

Mu Dongfang quickly finished the food in front of him. He was not in the habit of wasting food. Besides, he was relieved when he heard about it from Wei Meng, but temporarily forgot about Jiang Lanying's problem.

Wei Meng looked at the man in front of him, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and asked gently, "East? Is the past really that difficult to forget?" Wei Meng couldn't hold back the frustration in his heart from being rejected. He still asked with uncertainty in his voice. She wanted to get a clear answer, even though she would be hurt by the answer.

Before Mu Dong could reply, Wei Meng smiled and picked up the red wine cup on the table. "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Dong Fang, can you accompany me for a drink?"

Powerful like Wei Meng, she had never humbly begged a man before. However, when facing Mu Dongdong, she had thrown away all of her self-respect and pride just to get a look of pity from him.

Perhaps the atmosphere in the Western Restaurant was too beautiful, or perhaps the expression on Wei Meng's face was too sorrowful. Mu Dongfang could not bear to refuse.

The clinking of glasses accompanied the piano, and the drizzle outside the window became heavier and heavier.