Perhaps neither of them expected that the scene in front of them would happen, and they couldn't help but be stunned.
Lu Qingye's hands were frozen there, his expression a little complicated, as if he was thinking about how to put the situation back together.
Staring at his slender fingers, the bulging veins on the back of his hand were faintly visible. Meng Chuyuan could probably guess why Lu Qingye reached out, but in order to ease the embarrassment between the two parties, she naturally hung the bag in his hand.
When she let go of her hand, Lu Qingye felt the weight in his palm, and then he calmed down and said, "Let's go."
"Aren't you going to work overtime tonight?" Meng Chuyuan followed his footsteps and walked side by side with him on the street.
"Well, I won't work overtime."
Lu Qingye was very casual about eating. Usually his assistant would order food for him. This was the first time he and Meng Chuyuan went out to eat. Before coming, he casually looked at nearby restaurants and found a French restaurant with the environment and dishes. The food was pretty good, so I made a reservation here.
It just so happened that the location of this restaurant was also very good. Meng Chuyuan and the others were seated right next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, which allowed them to almost see the landmark buildings in the city center up close.
At this moment, Liao Jiayan and her newlywed husband were also eating in this restaurant.
They arrived earlier than Meng Chuyuan, and all the dishes had been served. However, Liao Jiayan was in no mood and had no appetite, and the dishes were basically untouched.
The two tables were far apart, and Meng Chuyuan and Liao Jiayan didn't touch each other until they left after finishing their meal.
"What a coincidence, Sister Yan Yan." Meng Chuyuan was the first to see Liao Jiayan at the door of the restaurant.
Liao Jiayan's eyes were slightly dry and swollen, and her nose was also very red. Meng Chuyuan knew at a glance that she must have cried.
Although Meng Chuyuan noticed this, he didn't ask any more questions.
At this time, Liao Jiayan also saw Meng Chuyuan, and also noticed the man behind Meng Chuyuan. Out of politeness, she smiled and said: "What a coincidence, you are eating here too?"
"Yes." Meng Chuyuan looked back at Lu Qingye and took the initiative to introduce to Liao Jiayan: "He is my husband, Lu Qingye."
Lu Qingye, who was suddenly called, froze unconsciously, as if he didn't expect that the introduction would come so unexpectedly.
Lu Qingye: "Hello."
"Hello." The two of them said hello briefly, and then Liao Jiayan introduced her husband, Gao Xu, to them.
Meng Chuyuan and Liao Jiayan just met each other, said hello by chance, and then went back to their respective homes.
Two days later, Meng Chuyuan saw Liao Jiayan at an open-air barbecue bar. She ordered barbecue alone and ordered a dozen beers. She seemed to be in a very bad mood.
Seeing Liao Jiayan drinking several cans of beer alone, her cheeks were rosy, and her blurred eyes were slightly moist, obviously she was drinking to relieve her sorrow.
Meng Chuyuan took the initiative to walk towards her table, "Sister Yanyan, are you alone?"
Liao Jiayan heard a familiar voice coming from above her head. She raised her eyes, looked at Meng Chuyuan, and nodded lightly: "We meet again."
"Do you mind if I share a table with you?"
"You can sit wherever you like." Liao Jiayan smiled at her, picked up a can of beer on the table, opened the pull tab and handed it to Meng Chuyuan: "Want to drink?"
"Thank you." After Meng Chuyuan sat down opposite Liao Jiayan, he took the can of beer from her hand, clinked glasses with her, and drank together.
Liao Jiayan had just drank too much beer. When Meng Chuyuan appeared, she calmed down her emotions and began to eat kebabs pretending to be calm.
Meng Chuyuan took in all her emotions and saw that she was silent. Meng Chuyuan was not curious about what happened at this time.
After a long time, Liao Jiayan put down the sign and wiped the oil stains on her hands with a tissue. She raised her eyes, looked at Meng Chuyuan, and said casually: "It's actually quite comfortable to get along with you."
Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: "How do you say it?"
Two days ago, Liao Jiayan's eyes turned red from crying in the restaurant. Meng Chuyuan was not curious at all when he saw her. Now she was drinking to relieve her sorrow, and her emotions were written on her face. Meng Chuyuan was silently drinking and eating skewers with her next to her.
Although she didn't do anything, it was the best comfort to Liao Jiayan.
Liao Jiayan had a slight smile on her face. She raised the can of beer on the table and took another sip. She spoke earnestly: "Are you interested in hearing my story?"
"Appreciate further details."
Liao Jiayan has never shared her worries with others. She has no fixed friends in life and basically loses contact with them after graduation. She doesn't know how to tell outsiders about the complicated things at home.
Maybe it was because of her drunkenness tonight, or maybe she had a trust in Meng Chuyuan, so she wanted to talk about her troubles on a whim.
Mr. Liao had been in the trading business before. He was a small business and could not be considered a real wealthy family. Twenty years ago, the company had a problem with its capital chain and declared bankruptcy.
At that time, the two sisters Liao Jiayan were still young, and their family was burdened with a lot of debt. It happened to be during that trough period that Liao Jiake accidentally stumbled into the entertainment industry and made her debut. The remuneration she received relieved the family's urgent needs.
In contrast, Liao Jiayan's contribution to the family was not a big splash. Her parents also focused on her sister and fully trained Liao Jiake to become a rising star in the entertainment industry.
Later, when Liao Jiake became famous smoothly, she began to worry about everything, fearing that her efforts would be in vain, because she didn't want to be shunted, and therefore she didn't want Liao Jiayan's identity to be exposed.
"...These years, I have been her shadow in the dark." Liao Jiayan smiled bitterly: "A while ago, I received my certificate and posted a message on Weibo, and they immediately blew up... They were afraid that I would ruin Liao Jiake's acting career. .”
Meng Chuyuan had no brothers or sisters, and her empathy was not fully developed. However, she sympathized with Liao Jiayan's situation from the bottom of her heart, and came to a realistic conclusion: "Your parents' behavior is not a genuine preference, they just treat your sister as It’s just a money-making tool.”
Liao Jiayan held her cheek with one hand and looked at Meng Chuyuan with a smile: "You have a really good attitude and you look at problems so clearly."
Meng Chuyuan: "Just imagine, if this kind of purposeful flattery was placed on you, would you be able to accept it? Would you feel better if I said this?"
She said meaningfully: "You are right."
Who would want to be used as a tool all the time?
"Since we can't change the facts, it's not a bad idea to accept it in another way." Meng Chuyuan had a complicated look on his face and forced a smile: "My story is much more exciting than yours."
When Liao Jiayan heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "You are so optimistic, but you actually have a story?"
She picked up the half bottle of wine on the table, took a sip, and responded with a wry smile: "Of course."
Meng Chuyuan has always been reluctant to recall the past because she had an unfortunate childhood. When she came all the way here, she also wanted to say goodbye to the past completely.
(End of chapter)
