She Really Hates

Miss He's birthday dinner was held in a garden villa of He's family, and Meng Xi arrived early that day.

When she entered the door, she quietly looked for Song Zhiyi's figure, but unfortunately, she didn't get anything until she gave the gift to Miss He to greet her.

It stands to reason that Song Zhiyi will not be late, is it a traffic jam on the road?

As Miss He's birthday tonight, she was going to receive guests. Seeing her busy appearance, Meng Xi dismissed the idea of ​​inquiring in the past; and Mr. He was not present.

Meng Xi waited patiently, but as a result, there were more and more people, but Song Zhiyi was never seen.

However, in the band that was invited to cheer, I saw Lin Xiaotong holding a violin. She didn't notice Meng Xi, pursed her lips and looked absent-minded.

Meng Xi was not familiar with her, and had no intention of saying hello in the past.

She found a corner to send a message to Song Zhiyi, but she didn't reply for a long time. She was about to call when someone came to talk.

"Mr. Meng, you are here too!"

The young man who greeted her with a smile had a kind face, a somewhat fat body, a round belly, thick and slightly pendulous earlobes, and a small Maitreya Buddha.

The female companion holding his arm is the opposite. She is slender and slender, her facial features cannot be considered particularly delicate, but her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and she has a unique style. At this moment, he seemed to be standing beside the man with some restraint, and he didn't even look at Meng Xi.

"Mr. Tao, long time no see."

Meng Xi took back the phone.

She recognized the person, Tao Fei, the heir of the Tao family. Taojia has developed overseas, mainly engaged in luxury goods such as jewelry and watches, and has a large-scale collectible auction house.

He had been in contact with the Meng family recently, and Meng Xi didn't want to show him too much face, so he dealt with him for a while.

Tao Fei winked. Seeing her lack of interest, she ended the conversation after a few words, so don't bother.

As for the female companion beside him, he never introduced it to Meng Xi, and it was probably just his little lover.

When Meng Xi waited for him to leave, he went to the bathroom where no one would disturb him and called Song Zhiyi. He dialed the number three times, but no one answered.

She really couldn't wait now. She called Song Zhiyi's agent, and the other party said that Song Zhiyi had already left for where.

Meng Xi's heart skipped a beat.

There will be no accident, right? She inevitably began to have all kinds of bad guesses. For the first time, she felt that her imagination could be so rich.

But it's no use thinking about it here, let the cold water wash through the fingers, Meng Xi calmed down and decided to ask Miss He first.

If Song Zhiyi came, she would definitely say hello to Miss He; if Miss He didn't know, she would only be delayed halfway.

Meng Xi returned to the dinner scene.

As the protagonist of today, Miss He is very conspicuous in her dress, with a long pale pink gauze skirt, fluffy skirt dotted with stardust-like golden light, long hair half-rolled, and a delicate little crown on top of her head, which is inlaid with brilliant gems. gleaming.

Meng Xi should have seen her at a glance, but she swept around, but found that she had quietly disappeared in the center of the crowd at some point, and the pink long skirt flicked at the side door of the hall and slipped out just like that.

Looking at Han Yuming, who was chatting happily with his friends and didn't care about his fiancee's whereabouts, Meng Xi was speechless for a moment and followed.

Meng Xi was a distance behind Miss He, and when she followed out the side door, she was prepared to be far away and could not find a trace.

Fortunately, Miss He didn't leave too far. As soon as Meng Xi went out, she saw her silhouette and sparkling pink skirt in the gazebo not far away.

There seemed to be someone else in front of her, obscured by tall bushes.

Meng Xi originally encountered such a situation and left with interest.

But now she was eager to know Song Zhiyi's whereabouts, so she didn't care about anything else.

However, her thoughtfulness was clearly in vain.

The two of them couldn't notice anything else at all. When Meng Xi got close, she heard a slightly familiar female voice trembling slightly: "What do you mean? You're getting engaged today, what's the use of telling me this? "

"I'm sorry Xiaotong, I just..."

"I'm sorry, you only say sorry! I don't need your apology now, and I don't need you anymore." Another said, "Since you chose to listen to your parents, don't come to me again! We're done. ...I also have a new life, a new relationship, and she treats me very well, so you don't have to worry about it."

After the man finished speaking, he quickly left the pavilion without waiting for Miss He to speak.

She lowered her head and wiped a handful of tears, and when she raised her eyes, she met Meng Xi who was walking this way.

"…"

"…"

The two stood face to face, and Meng Xi nodded calmly at her as a greeting.

Although she accidentally heard other people's privacy, but because of the identity of the other party, she did not feel that the person who needed to be embarrassed was herself.

Lin Xiaotong moved his lips, but didn't say anything in the end, just forced a polite smile to her and left in a hurry.

And Miss He probably didn't expect to be bumped into this scene by her, standing in the same place at a loss, with tears on her cheeks.

"Meng...Mr. Meng."

"Miss He," Meng Xi asked straight to the point as if nothing had happened just now, "Did you meet Song Zhiyi today?"

"...Sister Zhiyi?" Miss He was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Ah, oh, she's already here. Grandma wasn't feeling well before, and Sister Zhiyi was taking care of her upstairs..."

Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay if something happened. She asked, "Can you tell me the exact location?"

"I'll have someone take you there later. That," Miss He hesitated, "what happened just now..."

Meng Xi understood what she meant: "I won't tell anyone."

"…Thank you."

Miss He lowered her head with a slight wry smile, her expression was low, she seemed to need someone to talk to, "Xiaotong and I... I know it's not good to see her now, but I can't help it. I've been with her for eight years. , how can you easily give up..."

Meng Xi couldn't help it either: "If you can't give up, why do you want to separate from her?"

"Because my parents don't agree." Miss He began to cry again, "She is a brave person, I am not, I am sorry for her, I can't stand arguing with my family day after day and letting them down...Mr. Meng, I know you and Sister Zhiyi...I think you can understand, I really love her, but..."

"I don't understand."

Meng Xi's decisive tone made Miss He look up in a daze.

"Since I want to be together, of course, I have clearly considered the obstacles that I will encounter and the risks I need to take." Meng Xi said that it was a big fire instead of not understanding. Excuse me, I can't do such a thing."

"…"

Miss He was stabbed by her, she was speechless for a long time, and finally said, "If you think so now, it may not be in the future..."

Meng Xi said, "whatever you think. And Miss He, what I mean by not telling others is that I'm not interested in publicizing other people's privacy, but I think your fiancé has the right to know about it."

Miss He was just silent.

Meng Xi was not interested in saying anything more, and left first, leaving the space for her to organize her mood and makeup.

When she returned to the dinner party, Song Zhiyi hadn't appeared yet, but Han Yuming approached enthusiastically.

"Hey Mengxi! Where have you been just now, I've been looking for you for a long time. I discussed a new tactic with Xiao Hei and the others, can you listen to it..."

Meng Xi didn't feel good when he saw how stupid he was: "It's a new tactic. Your head is so green that you can run a horse."

"Ah?" Han Yuming was stunned for a moment, with a toothache on his face, "You won't tell me that Xiaoyi is going to regret her marriage today..."

Meng Xi: "…"

It wasn't as serious as he thought.

Meng Xi told him what happened just now, and Han Yuming, the party concerned, was much calmer than her.

"It's fine if you don't regret the marriage. On this occasion today, if she becomes self-willed, everyone will be ashamed." Han Yuming put his arm on her shoulder, standing or not, "Are you unhappy about this? Don't think too much, The big deal is that the couples have their own ways, there are so many examples, it's not that you haven't seen them before, it's just that her sexuality is different."

Meng Xi didn't know whether it was better to say that he was too optimistic or too negative.

She understands the truth. But Father Meng and Mrs. Meng have always had a harmonious relationship, and they couldn't get in a third person. When they got older, they didn't forget to throw away their two daughters often, and the couple went out romantically alone.

Meng Xi grew up in such a family. In her opinion, true love is pure and beautiful, and marriage without love is completely unacceptable to her.

"You don't mind, what else can I say?"

But Meng Xi didn't want to criticize her friend's way of life, she patted Han Yuming's hand away, "Don't rely on me, can you count your weight?"

"Stingy...hey, where are you going, sister, I haven't told my new tactics yet!"

"I don't have time to listen now."

Meng Xi waved at him and walked upstairs.

She originally knew that Song Zhiyi was fine, so she was not in a hurry to meet, but after chatting with Han Yuming, she suddenly wanted to see her.

There is no need to wait for Miss He to come back and arrange, just grab a servant and ask where Mr. He is.

Meng Xi asked for the location and stepped on the corridor on the third floor.

The guests are basically downstairs, no one will come here, the corridor is covered with carpets, the footsteps are eliminated, and the whole floor is very quiet. So a little movement is very obvious.

Before Meng Xi walked to a corner, she heard the sharp voice of a strange woman.

"...Seeing how I've become like this, aren't you particularly proud?"

Meng Xi: "…"

here we go again. Is the atmosphere of this dinner particularly good? Everyone chooses to whisper here, there are so many words, you are going out to talk in private.

There was a reason for Miss He at that time. Meng Xi usually didn't listen to people's habit, and was about to avoid them when they finished speaking, another person spoke.

"If you want to think so, I have no choice."

That person's voice line Meng Xi was too familiar with, gentle like water, but his tone showed a bit of indifference, "but I really don't remember you. Before yelling at me, I'd better start by myself. Is it better to report to the door?"