Happy Boy: I am Lin Miaomiao’s Yun Yang boyfriend

If I hadn't had dinner at Li Meng's house a few days ago, I would probably have to show off my shame today.

On the way, Meng Haoyang received a call from Qiao Yingzi.

He bought some fruit at a road stall, trotted back home, put on perfume, and then knocked on the door and entered Song Qian's house.

As soon as I entered the house, the smell of food wafted over me.

Meng Haoyang was already hungry after practicing yoga for two hours.

Smelling this smell, my stomach started to drum.

"whee--"

"hungry?"

"Hurry and wash your hands and put it on the table. I'm waiting for you."

After Qiao Yingzi took the fruit from Meng Haoyang, she heard Meng Haoyang's stomach rumbling and 363 laughed twice.

Meng Haoyang was not polite to her, said hello to Song Qian, washed his hands and helped put the soup on the table.

"Aunt Song, this is a perfume given by someone else. I can't use it either."

"You are so beautiful, use some perfume to add some charm."

Meng Haoyang handed the perfume he was carrying towards Song Qian and said.

"Yo, this kid."

"Who gave you this perfume? It's quite beautiful."

Song Qian wiped her hands, took it, opened it, took a look and smiled.

"I don't know, I didn't give it as a gift anyway."

Meng Haoyang replied as he didn't know who sent it.

"It's pink and looks so expensive."

"Okay, I'll take it, I'll try it later."

Song Qian accepted the perfume, put it on the counter in the living room and returned to her seat.

"Are you hungry?"

"I don't have time to buy groceries today, so I just made some casual meals."

"Hurry up and eat!"

Seeing that Meng Haoyang and Qiao Yingzi didn't move, Song Qian picked up the chopsticks and pointed at the vegetables and smiled.

Meng Haoyang smiled, picked up the bowl and started eating.

Although today's dish is not as rich as last time, there are still several hard dishes.

Especially the plate of spicy chicken, it suits Meng Haoyang's taste perfectly.

Qiao Yingzi on the side bit the end of her chopsticks and couldn't stop looking at the living room.

She knew that the thing was the in-game perfume given to Meng Haoyang by other players.

The last time I picked up the express delivery, she helped me pick it up.

I don’t know if this perfume will have other mysterious properties after it comes out of the game?

Qiao Yingzi looked at the gifts in the game interface and was a little lost.

She still has more than 400 pocket money left, and she won't be able to afford roses for a while.

Do we want to be like that player and interact every day?

I really envy No. 1. She has given gifts worth RMB [-]. She must be a young and promising young rich woman.

I don’t know who this little rich woman named Lin is.

After sifting through so much information, none of it matched.

Lin Miaomiao does have the word "林", but she is only a high school student and there is absolutely no way she has one hundred thousand dollars.

The Lin Xiangzhi you met that day?

That's not right, they just met for the first time that day.

Qiao Yingzi's head was spinning.

According to her deduction, if you want to increase the intimacy value, you should improve your relationship with Meng Haoyang himself.

But according to what she knows so far, Meng Haoyang only knows the above two girls named Lin.

Could it be that Meng Haoyang knew other people privately?

"What are you thinking about? Eat quickly."

While Qiao Yingzi was still speculating, Song Qian woke her up with a tap from her chopstick head.

"Oh!"

After Qiao Yingzi was interrupted from thinking, she started to eat.

After the three of them finished eating, they tidied up and returned to the living room.

"It's great, even doing housework so well."

"I don't know which girl will be cheaper in the future."

Song Qian looked at Meng Haoyang who was chatting quietly with Qiao Yingzi and sighed in a low voice.

If she wasn't afraid that he would affect Qiao Yingzi's studies, Song Qian would have planned to bring him and her daughter together.

Possible

Song Qian gave a bitter smile and entered the kitchen.

Forget it, let it be!

"Meng Haoyang, why did you give me this information?"

"Do you know that she actually wants me to finish studying at your pace before the Chinese New Year this year?"

Qiao Yingzi pinched Meng Haoyang and asked in a lowered voice.

"It's okay, I just need to tell Aunt Song."

"I edited this information, I definitely know how to do it."

"If you follow her instructions and make progress, you will probably die or be disabled."

"Just take this opportunity to have a good chat with Aunt Song."

"To be honest, Aunt Song is too strict with you."

"If this keeps up, you're probably going to have problems."

Meng Haoyang rubbed the place where Qiao Yingzi had pinched him and said seriously.

In the past few days, Meng Haoyang has noticed that Qiao Yingzi's mood is not right, and sometimes she becomes inexplicably dazed.

As friends, Meng Haoyang didn't want Qiao Yingzi to go down the same path.

So he planned to talk to Song Qian again. If Song Qian still didn't listen, he didn't plan to have a third time.

At most, if you talk to Qiao Yingzi more and keep her in a happy mood, it shouldn't be so serious.

"You're the one who's going to have the problem!"

"I'm in good health."

"Don't talk nonsense, or I'll beat you up!"

Qiao Yingzi gestured with her fist and threatened in a low voice.

"I won't talk to you anymore, just go and read by yourself."

"I'll talk to Aunt Song."

Meng Haoyang patted her shoulder, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"You are the only one who can do it. If you are so capable, why do you let me raise you?"

Qiao Yingzi secretly whispered to Meng Haoyang from behind.

Seeing Meng Haoyang turn around, she hurriedly lowered her head and looked at the study materials on the table.

When Meng Haoyang saw Qiao Yingzi's actions, he smiled and entered the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Song Qian was bending over and mopping the floor.

"Aunt Song, have you noticed any problems with Yingzi recently?"

Meng Haoyang took a look and asked directly.

"Engko?"

"What problem can Yingzi have?"

"Eat well, drink well, sleep well every day, and you are doing better than me every day. What's the problem?"

Song Qian wiped the sweat from her head and smiled.

"Aunt Song, has Yingzi been in a daze a lot lately?"

Meng Haoyang asked calmly.

These words made Song Qian stunned for a moment.

"It seems to be true. I've noticed it several times."

"But isn't it normal to be dazed?"

Song Qian wondered.

"Aunt Song, I suggest you take Yingzi to the hospital for a psychiatric checkup."

"There is a disease called depression. You should have heard of it!"

"I feel like Yingzi is suffering from depression now."

Meng Haoyang spoke seriously.