The abandoned wife of a wealthy family won by not serving as a control group

Chapter 189
A sudden touch came from the wrist, and Meng Chuyuan closed his eyes and looked at his hand.

Lu Qingye didn't use much force, he naturally clasped her slender and soft wrist, the body temperature was passed between the two, and the faint warmth was quietly waking him up.

She and Lu Qingye looked away from their hands, raised their heads one after another, their eyes collided, and they looked at each other tacitly.

"I'll take it back for you."

"This silk scarf is for you."

The two spoke almost at the same time. After the words fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little strange. Realizing that he was still holding her wrist, Lu Qingye slowly let go.

Feeling that after the hand on the wrist was removed, Meng Chuyuan's hand was free again. She moved slightly, picked up the gift box, and looked down at the champagne-colored silk scarf.

She raised her eyes and spoke with a composed smile: "For me?"

Lu Qingye nodded lightly, and said to her: "The gift I bought for you, try wearing it?"

He still hasn't found a chance how to give the silk scarf to Meng Chuyuan. Since she saw it in advance, it's good to save him from worrying about it.

Meng Chuyuan gently picked up the silk scarf in the gift box, she didn't rush to try it on, but looked at Lu Qingye curiously: "We shouldn't be talking about feelings, are we?"

When she said this suddenly, Lu Qingye's expression paused, and his face became a little gloomy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Chuyuan tilted his head, held up the silk scarf in his hand and asked, "Is the gift you gave too abrupt?"

Lu Qingye's eyebrows were a little unnatural, and his eyes were drooping. He didn't dare to look at Meng Chuyuan, and said softly: "Reciprocity, you knitted a scarf, and I'll give you a silk scarf."

"..." Mentioning the scarf, Meng Chuyuan didn't know whether to tell him or not, but it was actually an accident.

She had no intention of giving the knitted scarf to anyone in the first place.

Seeing Lu Qingye's handsome and ignorant face, Meng Chuyuan hesitated to speak, and finally did not tell him the "cruel truth", and generously accepted the silk scarf he gave him.

Lu Qingye was packing his suitcase at the moment, while Meng Chuyuan leaned against the cabinet next to him, watching him pack it.

She had already taken a shower, and she had nothing to do right now, so she stayed with Lu Qingye in the cloakroom, chatting without saying a word.

"You slept in the study last night?"

In the afternoon, after hearing Lu Qianling mention it, she realized that Lu Qingye had been to the study room last night, and then she suddenly remembered that when she woke up today, Lu Qingye's quilt was covering her body.

Meng Chuyuan was thinking: Did he stay in the study all night?
He frowned lightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes: "...I quarreled with you last night?"

He left carefully last night without turning on the lights or making a sound. Could it be that she heard him when the door was closing?

"That's not it."

Lu Qingye probably didn't have a good rest last night. He didn't have difficulty falling asleep tonight, but occasionally his quilt would be taken away by Meng Chuyuan unconsciously, and used as a pillow. to change the quilt in her arms.

After returning to China for three days, Lu Qingye worked normally, and would find time to contact his assistant.

On this day, Assistant Yang finished his work report normally, and by the way chatted off topic: "Mr. Lu, when are you coming back? I don't feel safe without you around."

Lu Qingye's eyes revealed a cold light, and he said coldly: "You are a big man, what sense of security do you want?"

"Mr. Lu, I can't handle this group of foreigners." Assistant Yang usually looks very social, but he can only communicate without barriers in front of acquaintances. Let him stay abroad alone. Yes, it's a feeling that the ground is not working.

"Wait a few more days, and I'll go there after I've dealt with the rest of the matter."

A client learned that he had just returned to China two days ago, and the other party kindly invited him to the reception tomorrow night.

Originally, Lu Qingye wanted to refuse, but the two companies are still cooperating, maybe the two parties may renew the contract in the future, in order to save a way out, so that they can meet each other in the future, so they agreed.

Just yesterday at noon, Meng Chuyuan also received the invitation letter for the reception, but she received it a little earlier than Lu Qingye.

At first, the other party didn't know that Lu Qingye had returned to China, so he sent the prepared invitation letter to Meng Chuyuan. As a result, he met Lu Qingye himself when he was out socializing that afternoon.

He didn't know that Meng Chuyuan had an invitation letter in his hand. For this kind of reception, Lu Qingye just went for a formality, and didn't think about bringing Meng Chuyuan there.

When she got home at night, Lu Qingye simply said to her: "I have something to do tomorrow night, so I should be back later."

Meng Chuyuan: "Coincidentally, I have something to do tomorrow night."

She has been quite free lately, and has drawn a lot of paintings at home. Maybe she is tired of staying. She received the invitation letter for the reception yesterday and wanted to go and play for a while.

It doesn't matter if there are people she knows or not, she just wants to see the world, and she can eat and drink, what a great opportunity this is.

Lu Qingye didn't ask her where she was going, nor did she ask her about when she would come back tomorrow night, but asked Meng Chuyuan to have fun outside and pay attention to safety.

On the night of the reception, Meng Chuyuan came from home and asked the driver to take her to the reception.

It was after seven o'clock in the evening when she arrived at the destination. There were quite a lot of people at that time, but unfortunately she didn't know any of them.

A few had seen Mrs. Li at her birthday party before, so they came over to say hello briefly, but left soon.

Meng Chuyuan wore a relatively low-key white lace dress, and sat down in a corner. He thought that this would reduce his sense of existence and at the same time give him a sense of participation, but in the end, many people took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her of.

"This beautiful lady, can you leave me your contact information?" A strange man held a glass of red wine in his hand, well dressed, with a smile on his lips.

He had been watching Meng Chuyuan not far away for a while, and seeing her sitting alone in the dessert area, her back was quite attractive, so he took the initiative to come over and sit down next to her.

Meng Chuyuan turned his head to look at the man beside him, and smiled helplessly at him: "Sorry, I didn't bring my mobile phone."

"It's okay, I have a business card." The man took out a business card from nowhere and handed it to her.

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced down at his business card, and took it over calmly: "Mr. He? Do you cook at home?"

The man smiled and said, "Yes, you can eat at my restaurant next time."

"Okay, I see." Meng Chuyuan put the business card on the table, turned his gaze away, and didn't look at him again.

That man wanted to chat with Meng Chuyuan a little more, but unfortunately someone called him away, and then passed several strange men one after another, who also left her a business card.

Not long after, a stack of business cards was stacked on Meng Chuyuan's desk, and none of them seemed to know her identity.

(End of this chapter)