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Jazz was playing in the café.

The maids here don't like to paint and paint, they are as indifferent as the usual black and white in the house.The job is just to ask you what to order, and to serve the food and drink, without the two extra services of asking about your health and smiling.It seems that instead of "Cafe So-and-so" engraved on the signboard, there are four big characters - "Will love come or not".

But many people prefer this kind of quietness. The one in the center of the Huaishi Concession is always unable to book a seat, and sometimes there is a sign that it is full, and there are only a few seats in the empty hall. It can be put together to build a snack room.

Regular customers regard this expensive place as a mirror for literature and art. If people with "not deep knowledge" come to sit here for a long time, the gentlemen around them will definitely pick up their elegant leather covers.

And Xu Zhiyuan can be regarded as a "big monster" who has practiced for many years, his appearance and demeanor are very suitable for the atmosphere of this cafe, people can't tell the depth, and it is still a pleasing scene at a glance.

So he just sat and waited for someone, and many eyes passed there unconsciously.

Xu Zhiyuan didn't like bitter and tasteless things, so he stared at the coffee for a long time in a daze.Let the environment and atmosphere make him serious, as if he was thinking about some philosophical issues—in fact, his mind was full of what he wanted to eat tonight.

The daze lasted until the coffee was no longer steaming, and finally someone walked up to him and sat down.

Xu Zhiyuan raised his eyes and saw that the girl sitting in front of him was wearing a black leather jacket with a jet-black ponytail. Even if her facial features were not pink, they still flaunted a warm and glamorous beauty.

After seeing her, Xu Zhiyuan's first impression popped up in his mind: Difficult.

But Xu Zhiyuan still showed a skillful smile, put down his crossed legs, and asked warmly, "Are you Miss Meng?"

Meng Miaochang also said: "You are Xu Zhiyuan?"

Xu Zhiyuan: "I am."

Before Xu Zhiyuan could politely pick a topic, Meng Miaochang called the maid herself, ordered a cup of something with a name that was difficult to pronounce, and then cut to the point: "Give up, I don't like you."

Xu Zhiyuan: "?"

He didn't expect Miss Meng to be so straight to the point, and he didn't expect the opening to be so unexpected that the words he had prepared were completely useless.

The "big demon" showed his true colors, his smile froze, and he turned back: "I haven't told you to give up yet."

Meng Miaochang gave him a strange look and said, "Are you Xu Zhiyuan?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

"My father said that Xu Zhiyuan likes me and wants to marry me." Meng Miaochang said, "Are you sure you are?"

Xu Zhiyuan said again: "?"

He said "no", but after thinking about it, he said "yes", feeling that there was ambiguity between the two, and cursing in his heart what kind of question this was, he rubbed his brows and said, "Wait a minute."

Meng Miaochang: "Yes or not."

"It's all a mess." Xu Zhiyuan put aside the miscellaneous questions before, and explained directly, "My surname is Xu and my name is Zhiyuan. As for what your father said, it's all nonsense—who wants to marry you."

Meng Miaochang also frowned: "?"

She said: "Then what are you doing here? Isn't it just for a 'date'?"

Xu Zhiyuan returned her original words: "I came here because my father said that Meng Miao often liked me and wanted to marry me."

Meng Miaochang: "Nonsense."

"..."

The two looked at each other.

It happened that Meng Miaochang's order was served, and they each picked up the things in front of them and took a sip to calm down.It was only after the coffee entered that Xu Zhiyuan remembered that it was bitter, and put it down with a grim expression.

After calming down, Xu Zhiyuan concluded: "We were all driven to the shelves by our own father."

Meng Miaochang kept silent as a default.Although the situation was embarrassing, Xu Zhiyuan was relieved. He glanced at Meng Miaochang, and she seemed to be in the same mood as him.

"I still have a little impression of you," Meng Miaochang said, recalling the short time in the neighborhood before, "the loudest of all the children, and often loses his temper."

Xu Zhiyuan said: "I don't have any impression of you, have we talked?"

——If Yu Yao was present and heard the thorny conversation between the two, he probably understood that Xu Zhiyuan swallowed his advice last night.

"This is good," Meng Miaochang said without any nonsense, "You and I will maintain this relationship, and I will deal with my father."

Xu Zhiyuan was so curious that he wanted to ask why Meng Che forced his daughter to marry, but he felt that this was someone else's family matter, and he would not get any answer if he asked this way, so he said, "It just so happens that I Too."

Meng Miaochang said everything he wanted to say next: "You go back and say that the two of us get along pretty well. Let's discuss and get acquainted. The wedding date is set in one year. You just need to say that, and I will run away when the time comes. You don’t need to waste your time explaining.”

Xu Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, crossed his hands on his lap, and said, "It seems that you have planned for a long time?"

Meng Miaochang said calmly, "I want to elope with my sister."

Xu Zhiyuan: "..."

He seemed to know what was going on, and by the way, he also knew one of the "reasons why Meng Che forced his daughter to marry" that he wanted to ask just now.

He choked on this answer for a long time before speaking, thinking that he and her probably haven't reached the point where they can talk about such secrets, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell it?"

"You won't ask for trouble." Meng Miaochang said, "We are in the same boat."

"The thief ship," Xu Zhiyuan said, "If I don't get on board, what will you do with me?"

"Then you and your boyfriend are going to have a hard time."

Xu Zhiyuan's expression gradually cooled down, and he looked straight at her.

Meng Miaochang said: "Xu Zhiyuan's son committed adultery with a man, it was said in the newspaper. Isn't one of the purposes of this marriage to 'clarify' this matter." She looked at the obvious change in Xu Zhiyuan's expression, and said : "I doubted it was true at first...but now it seems that it is probably not a rumor."

Xu Zhiyuan looked at her hand stretched over the table, and heard her say: "Now... are we on the same boat?"

Xu Zhiyuan was silent for a long time, thinking about something, finally reached out his hand, and scratched her fingers perfunctorily.

"You still can't hide things," Meng Miaochang said as the iron spoon in her hand collided with the porcelain cup, and the crisp sound was in line with her speaking rhythm, "My doubts have many loopholes, and you actually have many reasons to refute me. I can think of a few for you."

"There's no need to hide." Maybe it was because he remembered what Yu Yao said last night, or maybe it was Meng Miaochang's frank and unabashed admission that gave him a subtle encouragement, so Xu Zhiyuan threw away the cumbersome cover-up and said frankly: " I like my uncle."

Meng Miaochang let out an "oh".

Xu Zhiyuan didn't expect that he would "communicate" with a nearly stranger like this, so he took a sip of bitter coffee to soothe his heart that was speeding up from time to time.

Fu Shubai's kind of "understanding and support" is different, getting along with her is more like communicating with "the same kind", the two of them didn't talk about anything unnecessary, just sitting opposite each other like this made Xu Zhiyuan inexplicably feel relaxed.

"Let's go to the Grand Theater next time we meet," Meng Miaochang finished her drink, her voice was clear and suitable for humming a graceful and bright tune, she said, "I like listening to opera, not jazz."

Yu Yao, who was at Ming University, was still worried about the relationship between Xu Zhiyuan and Meng Miaochang, never thought that the two thorns in the cafe had already shaken hands and made peace, and it was too late to meet each other.