SEC Chapter 401: Temperamental Potatoes
Chapter 401: Temperamental Potatoes
It’s Meng Xiang.
The man who came over turned out to be Meng Xiang.
Wen Xin tried hard to control the turmoil in his heart, for fear of startling the people around him.
Meng Xiang has his hair combed back meticulously and has maintained a good figure. It seems that he works out regularly, and his tight muscles can be seen even when he is wearing a suit.
He walked to Wang Youlin, looked at Wen Xin, smiled and nodded.
"Meng Xiang, this is Wen Xin, the owner of Wenxuan Electric Appliances and our high school classmate." Wang Youlin took Meng Xiang and introduced him.
"Wen Xin, this is my husband Meng Xiang, he is also from Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, three grades higher than us."
Wen Xin tried to calm down and nodded: "Meng Xiang, could it be the Meng Xiang who was admitted to Q University that year?"
Wang Youlin laughed: "Really? It seems like you are quite famous, Meng Xiang."
Wen Xin also curled her lips: "That's right, my cousin also practices sprinting, and his idol is Brother Meng."
Thinking of Wen Xichen, Wen Xin's heart suddenly became heavy.
Meng Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Haha, not an idol. Where did your cousin go in the end?"
"He encountered some problems later and didn't take the college entrance examination."
Wen Xin looked at Wang Youlin, felt a pang of pain in his heart, and quickly picked up the bag on the counter.
"Then you guys pick first. I'll be leaving first. We'll contact each other later and we'll definitely get together."
When Wen Xin came out of the jewelry store, it was already dark.
She stood in a corner not far away and looked at the two people silently for a long time.
Meng Xiang and Wang Youlin were looking at the counter face to face, and then he watched Wang Youlin try on the products. It looked like a happy and harmonious scene.
Wen Xin turned and left, looking up at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh at this somewhat absurd world.
Life is a cycle, and some people can't escape from those entanglements after all.
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Wen Xin's excitement was diluted by this adventure.
All night long, the images of Wang Youlin, Meng Xiang, and Wen Xichen appeared in my mind again and again, not even in my dreams.
When Wen Xin woke up the next day, she looked at her swollen face in the mirror and felt like crying, so she quickly took out the facial mask from the refrigerator for emergency treatment.
Fortunately, it was noon and there was still time. After some effort, the swelling finally went away.
Wen Xin calmed down and started to get ready.
Just lightly brush your eyebrows, apply a thin layer of foundation, and then apply a low-key bean paste-colored lipstick, and you're done.
This is her most complicated makeup. She can't stand heavy makeup and feels uncomfortable when there is too much on her face.
Fortunately, I have excellent skin and my skin is whiter and more delicate than many people even without makeup.
She was wearing the outfit recommended by Luo Wen, an off-white silk-wool shirt, camel-colored cigarette-shaped cropped pants, and nude high heels.
She hesitated for a long time about the shoes, and finally chose five-centimeter heels.
If it's too high, she won't be able to adapt to it and will worry that it won't look natural. If it's too low, it won't make her look taller.
Tan Mu is 182cm tall and I am 163cm tall, so I need to wear a pad to look better.
She put on her windbreaker and picked up her handbag, looked at the exquisite and neat person in the mirror, and recalled how Tan Mu addressed her in that life.
Small potatoes...
Humph, this is a potato with temperament.
In this life, Yun Zhong Ji has moved to a new location, in a corner of a street park, hidden behind clumps of bamboo, and it still follows the path of "good wine needs no bush".
After entering the door and walking through the hall with a small bridge and flowing water, the waiter led Wen Xin to a booth. The semi-open booth space was very suitable for gatherings between people like them who were not familiar with each other.
Wen Xin looked at the time and there were still fifteen minutes left.
She looked around and asked the waiter who came to greet her: "Is your boss's last name Zhou?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "Our boss's surname is not Zhou, but Wang."
Wen Xin was a little dumbfounded.
Could it be that the Yun Zhong Ji in this life does not belong to Zhou Yanqing?
In other words, there is no such person as Zhou Yanqing in this life?
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When Tan Mu came in, he saw Wen Xin who was in a daze.
Her skin was white and translucent, which was rare among people of her age. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she was holding a cup of water with her mind wandering.
Tan Mu bent his fingers and tapped the table lightly.
Wen Xin looked up and suddenly met those deep eyes with a smile.
"Uh... Tanmu you're here."
Wen Xin blurted out, only to realize that his address was wrong, so he quickly asked Tan Mu to sit down and picked up the cup to pour him some water.
Looking at his slightly unsteady hands, Wen Xin sighed inwardly.
Alas, after living two lives, I am still so restless.
Tan Mu sat down opposite, still looking at him with a smile in his eyes: "Your name is very intimate. My old lady calls me Tanmu."
Wen Xin calmed down, his eyes showing surprise: "Did I just call out Tanmu? Sorry, if I call out too quickly, it's easy to miss the target."
The incident passed without any danger, and the atmosphere between the two became relaxed. Wen Xin took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code on the table and started ordering.
Tan Mu scanned the menu and smiled as he flipped through it, "This restaurant's main attraction is that it's expensive."
Wen Xin had already ordered the two most expensive dishes: "No matter how expensive it is, it is not enough to express my gratitude."
"It's not that exaggerated."
"I'm not exaggerating. I think my life is worth a lot of money. Come on, Director Tan, see if these two I ordered are okay. You can order a few too."
Tan Mu shook his head tightly: "You should come, I have a psychological burden."
Wen Xin didn't hesitate to order the dishes and looked up at Tan Mu sitting opposite him.
The dark gray shirt should be made of slightly elastic wool material, which makes the shoulders look broad and the muscles look strong.
His hair was black and shiny, with a strand of hair hanging down in front of his forehead, which he then pulled up.
"Is Director Tan's hair naturally black?" Wen Xin was very curious whether Tan Mu had any white hair at this age.
Chai Yuxuan had white hair a few years ago, and has been relying on hair dyeing to maintain what he thinks is a youthful look.
"It's naturally black. If I had white hair, I would definitely not dye it. That way I would be more convincing to the patients."
Tan Mu's voice was still as magnetic and deep as before, with a metallic texture that came with its own reverberation, which soothed Wen Xin's somewhat nervous nerves.
nervous?
Wen Xin suddenly realized that she had been really nervous, worried that Tan Mu in this life would pass her by.
"It shouldn't be like this. People like you who do heavy mental work shouldn't get gray earlier, right?"
Wen Xin picked up a piece of crispy roast goose and put it in his mouth, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.
Very good and authentic, with crispy skin and tender meat, just as delicious as the Yun Zhong Ji in that life.
Tan Mu looked at her expression and couldn't help laughing: "We are obviously heavy manual laborers. Some complicated operations take more than ten hours to complete."
Wen Xin looked at his strong arms and resisted the urge to reach out and pinch them.
"Then you must exercise regularly, otherwise you wouldn't be able to last ten hours."
Tan Mu nodded: "Well, I take advantage of every opportunity. Most of the time I swim and occasionally jog."
Wen Xin thought about Tan Mu's broad shoulders, narrow waist and strong abdominal muscles in that life and swallowed secretly.
To Tan Mu who was standing opposite, it seemed that the woman with the slightly upturned peach blossom eyes had begun to let her imagination run wild again.
He hesitated for a moment, but still asked.
"Wen Xin, can I ask, Chai Yuxuan...what's going on now?"
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