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Chapter 344 Inexplicable Sadness

Hearing this, Duanmu Yunpeng smiled slightly, it seemed that Xie Houchen had already made up his mind, that is to say, he would not be emotionally agitated because of Meng Wuliang in the next few days.

"Then, I'll inform Secretary Shen that I won't tell you any news about Meng Wuliang in the future. Now that I let him go, let him go free. If he really loves you, you will be together when you succeed."

Xie Houchen nodded, and the two returned to the ward...

In the early morning in China, Meng Wuliang still runs in the morning as usual, so as to strengthen his body, but that annoying tail came again.

Meng Wuliang ignored it, and when Meng Wuliang was about to go upstairs after running, Lin Xiaofeng continued to follow...

Take a deep breath, "My surname is Lin, do you really want to follow me home? Are you afraid that others will not know that you are pestering me?"

Lin Xiaofeng turned his head to the side, "Isn't it okay to be friends? You said you also agreed to let me come to your house."

Meng Wuliang was a little speechless, "I asked you to come, I didn't ask you to come every day, you came at 29, I went upstairs, you go back!"

Lin Xiaofeng really followed Meng Wuliang very closely, because he was afraid that if he was not careful, Meng Wuliang would really marry another woman. After all, he also knew what his parents meant, so he turned and left.

After Meng Wuliang returned home, before his parents got up, he made breakfast by himself. After the meal was ready, Meng Xiude and Luo Xuefen got up, watched Meng Wuliang finish the meal, and smiled slightly, "Wuliang, you If you're tired, don't do it."

After Meng Wuliang put the meal on the table, "Mom, what are you talking about, didn't I just do this job every day at Mr. Xie's place? It's just cooking."

"It seems that the personal assistant needs to cook, now? Do you also cook by yourself every day?"

"Occasionally, I cook when I want to, and go out to eat when I don't want to. Besides, it loses the meaning of cooking by myself, don't talk about it and eat quickly."

After eating, Meng Wuliang sent his parents to the restaurant and went to help himself.

Driving Xie Houchen's car along the way, I don't know why, but I always feel flustered and sad for no reason, what's going on?

When we arrived at the restaurant, our parents began to clean up, clean up, wash vegetables and prepare materials.

While wiping the table, Meng Wuliang was in a daze, feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart, what's going on?

"Unscrupulous, what are you doing? It took so long to clean the table, if it doesn't work, don't do it, you can do other things."

Only then did Meng Wuliang realize what he was doing, "Oh...Mom, I'll go out for a while, I don't know what's going on, I feel a little flustered."

After finishing speaking, she ran out, and as soon as she went out, she was spotted by Ling Qianhan from the opposite fruit shop. She didn't call Meng Wuliang to stop, but followed behind her quietly until the riverside.

Meng Wuliang stood by the river, looked at the river, and after a long time, he slowly calmed down.

After all, this place means a lot to me. When I think of Bai Shusheng and Xie Houchen, the scenes in front of me all appear in front of me. I close my eyes slightly, and there is indeed a picture of Xie Houchen hugging me, but why is it so What about sadness?

Xie Houchen, are you in the United States? Are you really married in the United States?

"Unscrupulous senior, what's wrong with you...?"

Meng Wuliang turned around, "Xiao Qian? Why are you here?"

"I saw you coming out of the store, and I saw that your expression was not in a particularly good mood... I'll follow you over to have a look."

"It's okay. I just thought about the past. By the way, do you have time tonight? I'll take you to the bar to play."

Ling Qianhan's concept of a bar is a bad place, going to a bar...

"The bar! My dad said, it's a mess in there..."

Meng Wuliang smiled. I don't know why when I always see Ling Qianhan, I always feel like a little girl, with a feeling of a younger sister. For Ling Qianhan, I still don't have that feeling of rapid heartbeat. What is the reason?

"It's okay. It's my boss's bar. I know everyone in it. It doesn't cost money to go there, just play casually."

Ling Qianhan happily touched Meng Wuliang's hand, took his hand and said happily: "Really? Then how can I tell my dad?"

Meng Wuliang gently shook off Ling Qianhan's hand, because the feeling of touching the screen made him feel a little uncomfortable. Although the place he touched didn't have the numb and crisp feeling when Xie Houchen touched it before, but this It feels different, it should be said that he doesn't like others approaching or approaching him.

Meng Wuliang simply wanted to try to see if he could get in touch with girls, but in the end he wanted to keep a distance from them, so let's take it easy.

"It's fine for me to say, it's okay, let's go back, the restaurant is going to be busy."

Along the way, Ling Qianhan wanted to pull Meng Wuliang's hand several times, but Meng Wuliang almost avoided it deliberately. I don't know the reason, but he did.

Ling Qianhan was a little unhappy, pouted, "Unscrupulous senior, do you hate me?"

Meng Wuliang shook his head, "Then why don't you let me hold your hand?"

"No, no, I'm just not used to it, don't get me wrong."

"Not used to it? Haven't seniors ever been in love?"

This sentence stopped Meng Wuliang, and Meng Wuliang was a little embarrassed, how could he not have been in love, but the person in love is a man.

"Talk about..."

"Sister?"

Meng Wuliang really didn't want to be disturbed by these boring questions, so he said lightly: "Can we not talk about it? I don't want to mention this matter, go back quickly."

As soon as this sentence came out, Ling Qianhan said the word oh, and then he didn't speak again. In Ling Qianhan's heart, he must have felt that Meng Wuliang didn't have that kind of feeling for him, but after these few days of contact, Meng Wuliang It's very special, why can I have a good chat with men, but can't say a few words with women?

Looking at Meng Wuliang's back, he walked to the restaurant.

Meng Wuliang started to help, and Ling Qianhan also helped, when the phone rang.

"Hello, is this Mr. Meng Wuliang?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"Hello, you have a package that you haven't picked up yet. It was originally delivered to your company, but your company is on holiday. What area do you think I will send it to you?"

Meng Wuliang thought for a while, "How about this, you text me the address, and I'll get it right away."

"That's fine, I'll hang up when I send it to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Wuliang received a text message after a while, and drove away after talking to his parents.

At the courier company, a package, a letter.

After Meng Wuliang opened the letter, he saw that it was neatly written: Manager Meng, thank you earlier, I wanted to give you a call, after all, it was almost Chinese New Year, but I was afraid to disturb you, so I wrote to you I wrote this letter, although it is a bit old-fashioned, but I still want to thank you. If you hadn't saved me at that time, I might never see you now. I wish my family peace.

There was very little content on the letter, but there was a greeting card in the envelope. It was just a greeting card, but it looked like it should be made by hand, no matter the pattern or the handwriting on it, they were made with great care.

Meng Wuliang laughed, for a long time he didn't have any effect, it was because Xie Houchen hurt him...