Quickly wear the heartthrob: She is always coveted by others

Yu Huan forwarded the picture and added the caption:

[Manager, your hair looks really cool today.]

The other party was probably busy and didn't reply.

When Yu Huan left, she found that Meng Huaijing had replied to her letter at around 8:30 this morning.

Last night, after she came out of the bath, she took a few photos of the puppy, which was as clean as new, and sent them to Meng Huaijing.

[Thank you very much for helping me bring Wangcai back.]

[When are you free? I would like to invite you to dinner.]

The following is Meng Huaijing’s reply.

[It's all right. I'm not busy today.]

[Pick a time and place and tell me, I'll pick you up.]

When seeing the word "not busy", the first thought that popped into Yu Huan's mind was - is the president also taking a holiday on Mid-Autumn Festival?

Unfortunately, I am not here and cannot answer her question.

At this time, Meng Huaijing was still at the award ceremony.

The person traveling with him was still Xu Shuo.

Meng Group is the sponsor, and Meng Huaijing is one of the representatives responsible for presenting the awards, and he is simply there for the formality.

Xu Shuo is different from him.

At the awards ceremony in the morning, he not only had to accept the award on behalf of Zhu Xiu Yu, the scumbag, but also had to attend the press interview after the ceremony. As for the fact that the great author Zhu had stood him up again, the reporters and readers and fans at the scene kept asking him for an explanation.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, Xu Shuo was as steady as an old dog. It was not the first time for him to deal with such a thing. He just made up a lie that "author Zhu is seriously ill and can't get out of bed" and brushed the matter off.

Under the spotlight, his pink hair shone brightly, he lied in a serious manner, and his smiling face made it hard to tell what he was wrong with.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was talking nonsense, but there was nothing they could do about it since they couldn't see the author himself. The reporters and readers and fans present had their suspicions, but without any evidence, they had to put an end to all their questioning.

After the interview, Xu Shuo was surrounded by several company executives who had met Zhu Xiu Yu. Considering the company's performance issues, they expressed deep dissatisfaction with Zhu Xiu Yu's repeated failures and mystical style.

Xu Shuo ignored it and just wanted to get rid of the person.

At this moment, they spotted Meng Huaijing and began to crowd around him eagerly, wanting to invite him to attend the evening banquet for the award ceremony.

Meng Huaijing refused, "Sorry, I have an appointment."

The several company executives who wanted to get close to him naturally didn't dare to force him. They smiled and sent him away in a nice manner.

"I see. That's a shame."

"Mr. Meng, let's get together again next time when we are free."

"Boss Meng, see you next time."

After the people left, they wanted to continue the previous topic with the boss, but when they turned around, hey, where was the person?

Of course, the person had already slipped away.

......

In the parking lot.

Xu Shuo sat in the driver's seat and replied to Yu Huan via voice.

[Being handsome is normal. When will I not be handsome?]

His tone of voice rose slightly, and Yu Huan could clearly feel his narcissistic and complacent look even through the screen.

If he was just the manager of the coffee shop, based on their previous interaction style, Yu Huan would have at least said something to him - that was just normal.

But when she learned that he was her immediate superior, the owner of a publishing house, Yu Huan immediately started to fawn on him, praising Xu Shuo's handsome face to the skies, making that person extremely happy.

[Do you really think so?]

Xu Shuo pretended to be calm, but in fact he was carefully combing his hair in front of the rearview mirror, and the curve of his mouth could not be suppressed.

It seems that dyeing my hair this color is the right choice.

Yu Huan continued to praise: "Really, really, it's not just me. Others in the store were praising me in private chats before, and some even wanted to confess their love to you, the store manager."

This statement is seven parts true and three parts false.

It was true that she praised him for being handsome, but it was false that she confessed her love to him.

Who would want to have a personal relationship with the strict and stingy store manager? There are more employees who scold him than those who praise him for being handsome.

Xu Shuo, however, was very confident.

[It’s normal for them to like me, I’m rich, pretty and have a good personality. Some people, if they don’t like me, they’d be shortsighted!]

As one of those people, Yu Huan was totally unaware of the connotations he was having. He took advantage of his good mood and immediately mentioned the author Zhu, secretly expressing his desire to ask for his signature.

Xu Shuo said: "It's not impossible."

Yu Huan's eyes lit up, and another message came from the other side.

[As long as you submit the manuscript on time, everything will be fine.]

[Otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight, Miss Mary.]

Yu Huan: "......."

She was actually exposed!

Boss Xu across the street seemed to be able to hear her thoughts and warned her not to try to run away, as he knew she was in XXX Hotel.

Yu Huan smiled and said no, but the villain in her heart kicked Xu Shuo, who threatened her, out of the blue.

.......

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Huan made an appointment with Meng Huaijing for dinner.

In order to ensure that the meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests, Yu Huan asked him in advance via WeChat what he liked to eat and whether he had any dietary restrictions, in order to try to please him as much as possible.

His recovery was as concise and crisp as ever.

Hot pot, kebabs, and spicy hot pot are all fine.

Yu Huan was surprised. No matter whether it was the violent and unreasonable Meng Huaijing in her memory or the gentle and polite Meng Huaijing now, she couldn't match him with heavy-tasting foods such as hot pot, barbecue, and spicy hot pot.

Can you imagine?

The president of a large group, sitting cross-legged on a plastic chair, with a heroic posture, eating skewers and drinking beer?

Yu Huan wanted to laugh after just thinking about it for a few seconds.

Back to the topic, in order to protect Mr. Meng's image outside, Yu Huan chose one of the three and chose the more private hot pot restaurant.

Yu Huan walked around outside the hotel last night. This five-star hotel is surrounded by many high-end office buildings and shopping centers. There are many shopping malls and restaurants here.

She found a hotpot restaurant with the highest rating on a review website, booked a table in advance, and sent the location to Meng Huaijing.

This hotpot restaurant does not allow pets. This is the first time Yu Huan went out without her puppy.

In fact, even if she could bring a pet, she didn't plan to bring Wei Lan. The disappearance of the previous night had given her a warning that when she went out, there would be many dangers lurking around Wei Lan.

After all, he is not an ordinary puppy, but a lost experimental subject in the zoo, a fleeing gray wolf orc.

Many people covet the value of his experiments and the reward for his capture.

Wei Lan must have been very clear about this, so even though he was depressed when he knew that Yu Huan didn't take him out, he didn't object.

Yu Huan was sitting on the bed putting on her shoes. She caught a glimpse of the puppy huddled listlessly at the end of the bed, so she reached out and pinched its little paw.

"Just stay in the hotel today. Put all the food and drinks in your suitcase. Just take them when you want to eat."

The puppy looked at her, stood up and walked over, lying its head on her thigh, its little tail wagging gently, its soft fur brushing her arms from time to time.

Puppies always know how to act coquettishly.

Yu Huan smiled and lightly grasped its little tail with his fingers.

"We'll be going home tomorrow."

"I'll buy you a big chicken drumstick when the time comes, okay?"

The puppy's eyes lit up and he howled with joy.

"Do you like chicken drumsticks so much? But I like them too."

Yu Huan thought that what made the puppy happy was the food.

In fact, it is the word home that the puppy likes.

He looked at the girl's smiling eyes and his heart softened.

Wei Lan wanted to live with her forever.