After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 106 Self-indulgent
Most of the artists attending the annual meeting were not locals from Beijing, and given that it was Christmas Eve, the streets would definitely be lively, so not many people objected to the suggestion.

"Jiajia, are you going?" Mochi knew that Yousijia was originally going home, so she turned around and asked her.

Yusijia thought for a moment, looking at the group of lively young girls in front of her, and the image of Meng Weiyuan's cold and stern face when he wasn't smiling came to mind. Any more hesitation would be a disservice to her aesthetic sense!

“Let’s go!” Yu Sijia said without much hesitation. Rather than spending Christmas Eve cuddling with Meng Weiyuan, who might not even remember it was Christmas Eve, or even if he did remember, he wouldn’t care about this “Western holiday” at all, she would definitely choose to go street shopping with her like-minded girlfriends!

Just as You Sijia was mentally kicking Meng Weiyuan out of her head, Meng Weiyuan was receiving a life-threatening phone call from Xiao Wang Xingzhi.

Wang Xingzhi organized a get-together with his childhood friends. It was the weekend, and the end of the year was approaching. Because of Meng Weiyuan's wedding, they hadn't been able to get together privately for a long time.

Unexpectedly, everyone else in the group replied with "1", but only Meng Weiyuan claimed that he had something to do.

"What do you want? We brothers have been waiting for you, haven't we? You got married without saying a word, what's wrong? You're not going out anymore after the wedding?" Wang Xingzhi's loud voice came through the moment Meng Weiyuan answered the phone.

Meng Weiyuan: "Something really came up today."

"Where are you going? Is Grandpa calling you home for dinner?"

"Go pick them up." Meng Weiyuan disdained to lie.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to take a moment to process this unexpected answer.

"Huh? Pick someone up? You? Where's Uncle Chen?" Wang Xingzhi felt like he had heard something unbelievable, and asked three questions in a row.

Meng Weiyuan: "I'm picking up my wife. Uncle Chen is resting."

Wang Xingzhi: "..."

He was so silent that he didn't know what to say.

"You see your wife every day, aren't you tired of seeing her? How long has it been since we brothers got together? Meng Weiyuan, you're not being fair!" Wang Xingzhi really wanted to scold him for prioritizing his wife over his friends.

Meng Weiyuan: "Next time."

Wang Xingzhi was speechless, but he had grown up with Meng Weiyuan since childhood, and he knew all too well what kind of person Meng Weiyuan was—someone who meant what he said.

Knowing that no amount of persuasion would help, Wang Xingzhi gave up trying to say anything more.

"Alright then, let us know in the group next time you have time. I'll meet with Ling Yumang and the others tonight, that's all for now, I'm hanging up."

Meng Weiyuan received You Sijia's message immediately after hanging up the phone.

Yuska didn't even call him.

[Yuska: I'm going to a party with friends tonight, so you don't need to pick me up!]

Looking at the message on his phone screen, Meng Weiyuan guessed that the friend You Sijia mentioned must be someone she met at the website's annual meeting today.

For a moment, Meng Weiyuan's feelings were truly complicated.

Just a minute ago, he turned down a group of his childhood friends for her sake.

It's good now; it turns out I wasn't even in Yusjia's considerations.

It turns out he was just being delusional.

Thinking that tonight is Christmas Eve.

Meng Weiyuan replied with "okay," and then sent another message to You Sijia.

[Meng Weiyuan: Call me when you want to come home tonight, and I'll come pick you up.]

He was worried that Yu Sijia had just arrived in Beijing and, being unfamiliar with the city, would feel unsafe.

Besides, it was nighttime, and we couldn't leave her out alone. Little did she know that Yu Sijia was chatting enthusiastically with her new friend. It's because everyone's favorite actress is so consistent; from her debut work to her current masterpiece, Yu Sijia and A Bao's opinions are almost completely in agreement.

Engrossed in their conversation, You Sijia had no time to notice the message Meng Weiyuan had sent her.
Meng Weiyuan waited at home for a long time but didn't receive a reply from You Sijia. Looking at the golden leaves falling outside the window, he could only smile helplessly.

Wang Xingzhi had actually met up with Ling Yumang in the afternoon. Both of them rarely had any free time, so they arranged to play tennis after lunch.

When Wang Xingzhi received Meng Weiyuan's call, he was a little surprised. Hadn't the two just talked on the phone?
He gestured as if it were halftime, sat down on the stool, and answered the phone.

"Hello? I'm not your wife. You'd better not have dialed the wrong number." Wang Xingzhi said, launching into a barrage of words before the person on the other end could say anything.

Of course he harbors resentment, and quite a lot of it!

Ling Yumang had just come over to drink water and unscrewed the cap of the electrolyte water when she heard her friend's voice, which sounded like that of a woman lamenting in her boudoir. She almost coughed up the words.

Meng Weiyuan remained silent for a long time in the study, holding his phone.

"...Where are we going tonight?" Meng Weiyuan asked directly, getting straight to the point.

Wang Xingzhi couldn't help but say sarcastically, "Oh? Why are you meddling in these things, old man? Are you planning to come over?"

Meng Weiyuan: "..."

For a moment, he really wanted to hang up.

"Hmm." In the end, Meng Weiyuan simply nodded.

Wang Xingzhi seemed somewhat surprised. "Really?" This time, he finally refrained from saying anything strange.

"Location? Where are you now? I'll come find you," Meng Weiyuan said.

Wang Xingzhi: "Aren't you going to pick up your wife? I heard she's quite famous in Nancheng, always acting like a rich young lady, with people following her wherever she goes. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with his childhood friend's prioritization of his girlfriend over his friends, Wang Xingzhi had no intention of ruining the couple's relationship.

After all, it's not easy for their old Meng Tieshu (a type of iron tree) to bloom; in all these years, this is the only time it has ever blossomed.

Meng Weiyuan didn't hide anything from Wang Xingzhi and the others, and said frankly, "She has plans tonight."

After hearing this, Wang Xingzhi paused for two seconds before bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha--"

Ling Yumang, who was drinking water nearby, raised an eyebrow and looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression.

One second she's a resentful woman confined to her chambers, the next she's gone completely mad.

"You've finally met your match!" Wang Xingzhi said with a loud laugh. Perhaps because he heard that Meng Weiyuan had been rejected, he was in a great mood and quickly told Meng Weiyuan where he and Ling Yumang were on the tennis court.

Even after ending the call, the smile on Wang Xingzhi's face remained.

Ling Yumang: "Old Meng is coming over?"

“Yes.” Wang Xingzhi nodded with a smile. “Guess why he suddenly changed his mind?”

"Would your sister-in-law like to come and play together?" Ling Yumang thought for a moment and then asked.

Wang Xingzhi burst out laughing, "Hahaha, of course not, because his wife didn't take him out tonight! He's home alone, hahaha! Serves him right!"

Ling Yumang: "..."

(End of this chapter)