Looking at the latest news last time, it still focused on employee training.
Lu Qingye clicked on the input method and pondered for a long time, deleting, deleting, and editing without even being able to come up with a complete sentence.
There was no noise in the huge living room at this time.
Meng Chuyuan and Lin Youjuan looked at each other for a long time, both of them seemed to be waiting for the other to speak.
After a while, Lin Youjuan finally couldn't help but say: "Fortunately, I made the call in time. If it had been any later, the little bastard might have fallen asleep."
"..." She is really a mother, and she is not willing to disturb her son's rest so late.
Facing Lin Youjuan's angry look, Meng Chuyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and showed an awkward smile.
Just at this moment, Meng Chuyuan's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.
"Look who's looking for you?" Lin Youjuan sat closer. She also heard the vibration just now, and was curious whether the phone call she just made had an effect.
Seeing Lin Youjuan's expectant look, Meng Chuyuan reached down and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.
"Let me take a look." Meng Chuyuan unlocked his phone and soon saw the WeChat message sent by Lu Qingye.
Lin Youjuan was a little anxious. She stretched her neck and looked at Meng Chuyuan's mobile phone screen. She happened to see Lu Qingye's WeChat profile picture, but the message at the red dot was blocked by Meng Chuyuan's hand.
"What did he say?"
Meng Chuyuan clicked on the chat page, glanced down at the message in the dialog box, and calmly read out: "I used the scarf, it's not bad, it's quite warm, thank you."
I don’t know whether Meng Chuyuan’s words were emotionless or the words were not expressed well enough. After hearing this, Lin Youjuan’s eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and she asked in surprise: “Is it gone?”
"Gone."
Lin Youjuan suddenly came up and took Meng Chuyuan's cell phone away: "I'll do it."
Meng Chuyuan: "..."
She thought that Lin Youjuan wouldn't say anything too extreme, so she let her go.
After a while, Lin Youjuan returned the phone to her after editing the message and sending it out.
Meng Chuyuan took back his phone and subconsciously looked down at the chat history, only to find that the message Lin Youjuan had just sent was: [Is that it? I knitted my scarf stitch by stitch, so why did I need such a comment and thank you from you? 】
"..."
Seeing that the other party was typing, Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly and turned to the initiator of the matter.
Lin Youjuan's face was not red, her heart was not beating, and she was even a little proud: "I made it up by imitating your speaking style, so he can't tell."
This is indeed what she can say.
But after all, this scarf was not specially made for Lu Qingye. Seeing the message sent by Lin Youjuan, Meng Chuyuan felt a little guilty for no reason.
If she told Lu Qingye the truth now, what kind of story would it be?
Lu Qingye thought carefully on the other end of the phone before editing out the complete message: [Yes. My fault】
After reading the brief message, Meng Chuyuan thought it would end here and there would be no follow-up.
As a result, before a minute passed, she received news of a large transfer from the bank, adding another 20 million to her card.
When Meng Chuyuan saw that the name of the remitter was Lu Qingye, she returned to the WeChat chat page and slowly typed a question mark.
Lu Qingye: [I've thought about it carefully... I still don't know what you need. Just take this money and buy whatever you want.]
He customized a silk scarf some time ago and will be able to pick it up at the store in two days.
When he wanted to keep the silk scarf and return to China, he told her face to face, so he thought of transferring money to her first.
This marriage started at the wrong time, which was also caused by his negligence and lack of consideration.
Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows lightly and tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone with his long white fingers: [You already know what I need]
Lu Qingye looked confused: [? 】
Meng Chuyuan said calmly: [I am short of money in my life]
"..." The man leaning against the bedside glanced at the latest news popping up on the screen of his mobile phone, and a faint coldness filled his deep eyes.
He knew Meng Chuyuan's personality very well. No matter in words or actions, she always showed a sense of spontaneity.
She never knows how to restrain herself from telling the truth.
Lu Qingye raised his eyelids slightly, imitating her tone and responded: "Is it still missing?" 】
As a result, after he sent this message, there was no reply from Meng Chuyuan for a long time.
At this time, Lin Youjuan came to Meng Chuyuan to ask about the follow-up, and the two started chatting, completely ignoring Lu Qingye, who was waiting to go to bed late at night.
"How's it going?" Lin Youjuan came over to take a look and saw the message Lu Qingye sent in front of her, "He transferred money to you?"
"Um."
"How many have been transferred? There are not thousands for him to send back the scarf."
"Yes, tens of millions." Every time Lu Qingye gave her money, it always started with tens of millions.
Lin Youjuan snorted lightly: "That's pretty much it."
Meng Chuyuan didn't expect Lin Youjuan to be so gossipy and quite good at blackmailing people.
By the time Meng Chuyuan remembered to reply to the message, it was already half an hour later.
After reading the message from Lu Qingye, she felt that half an hour was enough for him to fall asleep, so she did not reply.
As everyone knows, Lu Qingye is still sitting and waiting for news, without even lying down on the bed.
Another ten minutes passed, and the screen dimmed and lit again countless times. In the end, his patience wore away.
Lu Qingye made a phone call directly.
Meng Chuyuan had just returned to the bedroom to pack his luggage to record a variety show tomorrow. As soon as he opened the zipper of his suitcase, the phone rang.
She was forced to stop packing, picked up the phone on the table and took a look.
Meng Chuyuan was a little surprised when she saw the note on the caller ID. She raised her hand and moved the receiver to the answering side.
Meng Chuyuan put the phone between his cheek and shoulder, pushed open the cabinet in the cloakroom, and said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Why don't you reply to the message?" Lu Qingye spoke almost at the same time as hers.
"What news?" She was busy packing her things at the moment, and had long forgotten the content of the last message he sent: "I thought you didn't reply after you fell asleep."
Immediately, a cold voice sounded over there, slightly deep: "I didn't sleep."
"If I remember correctly, it was almost one o'clock in the morning for you, right? Aren't you sleepy?"
She remembered that Lu Qingye was originally going to bed, but was delayed by his mother's phone call.
Lu Qingye: "I'm not sleepy."
He has always only heard from others about his reincarnation, and he has never waited for a reply from others. He didn't expect that waiting would be so painful.
He couldn't hold it back just now and had no choice but to make a phone call.
Meng Chuyuan made a soft noise and said calmly: "Because I didn't reply to your message?"
This was all she could think of at the moment, and she blurted it out subconsciously.
"..." Suddenly being guessed, Lu Qingzhi was inexplicably stunned.
Is it that obvious?
While Lu Qingye didn't speak, Meng Chuyuan picked up his phone and flipped through the last chat history.
(End of chapter)
