Chapter 32: Can you wait for me?
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Romance
Author:
no matter whereWords: 1190Update Time: 24/01/11 12:07:12
he? Sheng Yiman thought this statement was ridiculous. Meng Chengmao was not a person who wanted to avenge his personal vengeance, so he shook his head and continued to lie down.
But once this statement was generated in his mind, Sheng Yiman couldn't sleep. Would he do this? why? for her? Or something... Sheng Yiman raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously, she thought she was so narcissistic that he was doing it for her Sheng Yiman.
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Because the investigation of Chen Huihuang caused a storm in the city, Sheng Yiman listened to the gossip in the office.
I heard that he offended someone, so he was killed.
By whom? When everyone heard this, they all looked up at the same time, then closed their mouths and stopped discussing.
Sheng Yiman kept all this in his eyes without saying a word.
After a long time, the dust of Chen Huihuang's incident was settled. He was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment. Chen Ming seemed to have been prepared to escape abroad. Everything returned to calm. Meng Chengmao and Sheng Yiman also She has never seen him, it seems that there has been no news about him since that day, and the whole person seems to have disappeared from her life.
Sheng Yiman was just about to go to the rose garden to find him when Jiang Yifan took him to the wine shop. There was the most upscale restaurant in city b called Jinyumantang. The reason why Sheng Yiman could go there was actually all the projects in Huayuan. She is also the person in charge, so she is qualified.
After drinking for three rounds, Sheng Yiman walked outside to get some air, but unexpectedly saw Meng Chengmao standing not far away. Sheng Yiman didn't know whether it was because he hadn't seen him for a long time or because he was drunk just now. , she froze on the spot for three seconds, then ran over and ran into his arms.
Meng Chengmao seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time. He opened his arms to catch her and held her in his arms. He whispered: Why are you running so fast?
Sheng Yiman said without any concealment in his arms: I miss you.
Meng Chengmao raised his hand and gently stroked her back. Then he put his lips on the top of her hair and said in a low voice: How much do you miss her?
Sheng Yiman sobbed so much that she didn't know why she felt like not seeing her for one day was like three autumns.
Meng Chengmao said so after not seeing each other for a while, but seeing the person in his arms acting like this, the gloom in his eyes was immediately swept away.
No matter~ Sheng Yiman stomped her feet and acted coquettishly in his arms.
fool.
Sheng Yiman asked Meng Chengmao if he came specifically to see her? Meng Chengmao said it was an accident, but Sheng Yiman didn't believe it, but seeing Meng Chengmao's expression that he didn't want to say more, he admitted that this meeting was purely an accident. Later, after Sheng Yiman knew what happened, he felt that the so-called accident was nothing. Not a real accident but a fact that I don't want to know.
Sheng Yiman was hesitating whether to tell Meng Chengmao that she wanted to go back to the wine shop and tell Jiang Yifan that she wanted to go back, because she just came out to get some air and it was not the end.
Just wait for me, okay? Sheng Yiman said.
Meng Chengmao touched her head and said: OK, I'll wait for you.
Sheng Yi was afraid that he would wait too long, so he quickly went in, walked directly to Jiang Yifan, and whispered in his ear: Teacher, there is something urgent at home, I want to leave first.
Jiang Yifan glanced at her and then said to her: Go ahead.
So Sheng Yiman packed up his things as quickly as possible and went out.
As soon as she came out, she looked around for Meng Chengmao's figure. She saw a familiar figure talking on the phone with her head lowered. Sheng Yiman walked over. She stood next to him and gently held his hand. Meng Chengmao raised his eyes. Hui held her hand, and while talking to the person on the phone, he rubbed Sheng Yiman's palm with his fingertips.
Sheng Yiman was a head shorter than him, about at his shoulders, wearing a hip skirt and shirt, carrying a briefcase, while Meng Chengmao was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, lowering his head and talking on his mobile phone in a low voice. Old-fashioned, some just have the feeling of a handsome gentleman, and he appears to be extraordinarily calm and perseverant.