"Welcome the New Year with joy, may everything go well and be safe, be proud and contented, and may your career be brilliant and successful. I wish you a good year every year..."
The host's beaming congratulatory voice came from the TV.
Today is New Year's Eve, Mingyao got up early.
I cleaned, changed new sheets, made dumplings, fried some of my favorite dishes, and stewed a fish in the pot.
Even though she was alone to celebrate the New Year, Mingyao did not hesitate.
To be honest, compared to the various interpersonal interactions with Chen Ke when she returned to her hometown for the New Year in previous years, she preferred to stay quietly like this.
The mobile phone is also very lively, with people in various groups grabbing red envelopes, and the likes in the circle of friends are overwhelming.
Many friends and parents of students sent New Year greetings messages, and Mingyao sat on the sofa and patiently replied to them one by one.
When you reach Shen Yu's WeChat avatar, click it.
After thinking about it for a while, I simply sent a blessing:
-Shen Yu, I wish you a happy new year, good health and a successful career [Sun]
Within a few seconds of sending it, the video call from the other party came over.
"Mingyao, happy new year."
A familiar and handsome face appeared on the screen, so close that the bridge of his nose seemed to be poking at the screen.
Mingyao found that Shen Yu was a little different today than before.
Shen Yu's previous hairstyle was to pull back the hair on both sides, exposing his forehead, which was extremely heroic.
Today, his hair is smooth in front of his forehead, covering his eyebrows, and he is wearing an ordinary long-sleeved T-shirt. He looks very young.
"Happy New Year."
Looking at Mingyao who was smiling and talking softly on the other side of the screen, Shen Yu felt a ripple in his heart and wanted to hold her in his arms.
But now he is in his hometown. Every year during the Chinese New Year, he and his parents have to return to their hometown to worship their ancestors. There are many things to do, such as meeting the elders, socializing, offering sacrifices and receiving blessings, etc.
As the eldest son of the Shen family, Shen Yu was extremely capable. During this period, he had countless visitors and was so busy with social activities that it was difficult to find time to talk to Ming Yao.
I also thought about taking Mingyao back to my hometown for the New Year, but then I thought that it would affect my family's view of Mingyao, so I finally gave up.
"Long time no see, do you miss me?"
The corners of Shen Yu's lips raised slightly, and a finger lightly moved across the screen, as if touching Mingyao's cheek.
"..."
I haven't seen him for a long time, but I saw him a few days ago. Mingyao's face turned red and her eyes were rippling.
"I'll go back to see you after the New Year. What did you do at home today?"
When Shen Yu said this, Mingyao remembered that there was fish stewed in the pot. She got up with her mobile phone in her hand and went to the kitchen to watch the fire.
When you open the lid of the pot, a burst of aroma comes out. The heat is just right and the fish soup is basically gone. Sprinkle some chopped green onion and it's ready to serve.
Mingyao actually rarely cooks fish, it is troublesome to cook, and the taste she cooks is average.
I didn't expect it to be so successful this time, and a soft smile instantly appeared on my face.
Shen Yu could see clearly and was slightly dazed. Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door of the room.
He put his cell phone on the table, stood up and opened the door. Outside the door was a servant from the old house, reminding him in a low voice that an important guest was visiting.
"knew."
Shen Yu's eyebrows wrinkled, feeling irritable inside.
The person who came was probably an elder who was out of reach, but he couldn't ignore it, so he had to prepare to go downstairs to greet and chat with him.
"Shen Yu, is there something wrong with you?"
Mingyao found that the other end of the phone was facing the ceiling and there was no one there, so she asked confusedly.
Shen Yu put the phone up and grabbed a handful of hair:
"Well, it's a little trivial."
"Well, then you get busy first."
Ever since she knew Shen Yu's identity, Mingyao was puzzled as to where he found so much time to come to see her every day. People like him should have endless meetings every day.
"No hurry, let's chat for a while."
Shen Yu took out an ironed shirt from the closet and threw it on the bed.
He raised his hand and took off his T-shirt, exposing his naked upper body to the camera.
The muscles are clearly defined, the waist is strong and thin, the body is not covered by clothes, and it is full of hormones.
Mingyao just took one look and her heart started pounding wildly, and she hung up the call in a hurry.
Shen Yu buttoned up his buttons, glanced at the black screen, smiled casually, and raised his hand to send a message.
-Mingyao, your New Year's gift should be here soon. Someone will call you later.
The phone vibrated, and Mingyao felt her face heat up slightly. She glanced at the screen and found that the news was not strange. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt helpless.
Why should I give her something again...
Previously, he said that he would find someone to repair the water pipes, but when the man came, not only the water pipes were replaced, but the entire door was also replaced. A smart door lock is installed, which is extremely safe. Anyone staying at the door will be recorded. Other home appliances have also been replaced with smart ones and are connected to the mobile phone.
Shen Yu also mentioned that he would find a nanny for her to take care of laundry, cooking and other chores. Being rejected by Mingyao, Mingyao was already used to doing these things and did them easily without feeling tired.
Moreover, it is easy to move from frugality to luxury, but difficult to move from luxury to frugality. Mingyao doesn't want to develop some extravagant habits that don't suit her status.
After a while, the phone rang.
"Hello, Miss Song. I am Mr. Shen's secretary. He asked me to give you something."
There was a very polite male voice on the other end of the phone.
"Oh, okay, okay, I'll be down right away."
Mingyao was afraid of being kept waiting, so she immediately put on her coat and shoes and went downstairs.
The warm sun in winter breaks through the clouds and fog, draping softly on the shoulders.
A black car parked in front of the east gate of the community, and a man with glasses stood beside the car. He looked very upright.
"Hello, Miss Song."
The other party saw her figure and smiled.
The closer she got, the more Mingyao felt that he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere...
After a few seconds, she remembered that when she first met Shen Yu in the hospital, it was this person who sent her the data from the driving recorder.
In other words, this person knows everything about his complicated relationship with Shen Yu...
Mingyao bit her lip, feeling a little embarrassed.
No one can understand Secretary Feng's mood at this time. As a business elite and a top student who graduated from tOp School, the things he has dealt with most recently are either car accidents or going abroad to work as a gangster. Now he also has to be responsible for express delivery and errands in the city.
The most important thing is that he has witnessed all the stories between the boss and the woman in front of him. Maybe even the person involved does not know as much as he does, but he can only keep such a big gossip in his heart without anyone telling him.
Secretary Feng took out a handbag from the car and handed it to Mingyao.
Mingyao opened it and saw that there was a long, beautifully packaged box inside, and he couldn't tell what it was.
"Ms. Song, this is a gift that Mr. Shen carefully selected for you."
Inside the box is actually a diamond necklace that was just taken out of the safe. It is a fancy intense blue diamond with a clarity of FL.
It was bought by Shen Yu at an auction, and it is definitely a rare item.
Mr. Shen was afraid that Mingyao would not accept it, so he did not tell her the price. But Secretary Feng couldn't help but reminded him.
"Okay." Mingyao nodded.
The things Shen Yu gave her were definitely not cheap, after all, his consumption level was there.
Mingyao didn't refuse. She didn't want to spoil the Chinese New Year. If the price is too expensive, she can just return it to Shen Yu later. There is no need to embarrass others.
"Then I'll leave first. Goodbye, Miss Song."
"Goodbye, be careful on the road."
The two said goodbye politely, and Secretary Feng turned around and got in the car.
Suddenly remembering something, Mingyao came to the car window, smiled and waved.
"Happy New Year!"
The woman pursed her lips and smiled, with her silky hair hanging down on her chest. The yellow light passed through the shadows of the trees and sprinkled on her face, wandering around with little bits of light. It was quiet and gentle, just like the person in the painting.
Secretary Feng looked a little dazed and didn't come back to his senses until Mingyao turned around and left.
..... He now suddenly understood some of the things his boss had done recently that were not in line with his status.
Mingyao walked home quickly with the bag in hand. She really wants to taste the fish she just took out of the pot, because it won't taste good when it gets cold.
"...Teacher Xiao Song?"
Someone behind him spoke a little doubtfully.
"Teacher Heng?" Mingyao turned around and was shocked when she saw the person in front of her.
"You live in this neighborhood?"
The man is tall and thin, with a delicate and handsome face, gentle eyes, and a bookish air.
"My parents live here. I'll come back to see them." Heng Yang raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, that......"
Mingyao nodded, his eyes wandering, for fear that he would ask some embarrassing topics.
Hengyang is the leader of the Chinese language group in their school. He is not only excellent in teaching ability, but also talented.
After class, I also write novels on the Internet, which are about historical science topics. The writing style is rigorous but also humorous. It is suitable for all ages and can be enjoyed by both refined and popular people. It is said that the number of publications is extremely amazing.
Mingyao used to like writing, and even contributed to magazines when she was in school. However, after graduation, she was busy with work and started a family, and she really couldn't muster the energy to write.
So Mingyao admired him very much, but to be honest, she wasn't very familiar with him. They just met and nodded in school. I didn't expect to meet you here by such a coincidence.
"What a coincidence." Heng Yang just happened to speak.
He seemed to notice that Mingyao was uncomfortable, so he didn't ask questions like "Why are you here during the Chinese New Year?", but said considerately:
"It's cold outside, go back quickly and we'll talk next time."
"Okay, you too." Mingyao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Happy New Year, Mingyao."
Hengyang said finally, his voice was so soft that Mingyao didn't hear it and turned around and entered the corridor.
