The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1937 Meng Zhanyang's Life Experience
Regardless of whether she agrees to marry him or not, the only person she can marry is him.

Even if it is by robbery, he will keep her by his side, and no one can take her away.

However, now is not the time, he will wait for the day when the time is right.

Believe me, it won't be long.

Ye Yiwei returned to the living room from the balcony, still thinking about the person downstairs.

He should have left already!

She didn't have the courage to go out to look again, and stood in the living room blankly for a while before putting the ring in her hand back into her bag.

Going to the master bedroom to take a look at Meng Zhanyang, he was in a deep sleep, even Ji Yunyi's closing the door so hard just now didn't wake him up.

Thinking about it now, Ye Yiwei only knew that she was afraid, what if Meng Zhanyang woke up and bumped into Ji Yunyi when he was hugging her just now.

God, I can't imagine that he would hate himself to death.

Covering her face, Ye Yiwei tiptoed out of the master bedroom door and closed it gently.

There was her pajamas in the guest room, so she took a shower and washed away her exhaustion.

She was lying on the bed in the guest room, but she didn't feel sleepy. She thought that she would fall asleep as soon as she touched the bed, but her brain became more and more awake.

All she thought about was Ji Yunyi and Meng Zhanyang, she seemed to have a scale in her heart, with Meng Zhanyang at one end and Ji Yunyi at the other, and she didn't know who was heavier between the two.

Maybe she knew, but she just didn't want to admit it.

Suddenly remembered what Ji Yunyi asked her: "Do you know who he is?"

No matter how you say it, these words are weird. Who is Meng Zhanyang?
Isn't he just a teacher at a medical university? His mother is dead and his father is rich.

In Ye Yiwei's impression, Meng Zhanyang is a simple man, nothing special, a simple life, a typical otaku.

But Ji Yunyi's words made her faintly uneasy. Could it be that Meng Zhanyang still has some unknown identity?
My heart trembled, he should have nothing to hide from her, right?

During the two months with him, it can be said that I have a very good understanding of his affairs. From the name of his tablemate in the first grade of primary school to how many girlfriends my colleagues have introduced to him after work, he told them one by one. She, he just didn't like to mention about his father, so she didn't ask.

Besides, knowing him is like knowing yourself, knowing for sure that he is just an ordinary and simple man.

No matter what, find a chance to ask him, and you will feel at ease.

Close your eyes, don't think about it, go to sleep quickly.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but Ye Yiwei heard a "dong dong" in a daze, as if something had fallen to the ground.

She sat up vigilantly, and heard the sound of "咚咚" again, Ye Yiwei's drowsiness disappeared without a trace, she jumped up from the bed, and went straight to the direction of the sound
Ye Yiwei pushed the door and entered, the door was the main guard, the light was on, and at a glance, Meng Zhanyang was sitting on the ground with his back leaning against the bathtub.

The shampoo, shower gel, soap, soap, and hand sanitizer that had been well placed on the washstand all fell beside him, surrounding him.

He seemed to be still in a half-dream and half-awake state, with his eyes slightly closed, one hand grasping the edge of the bathtub, the other on the ground, trying to stand up, tried, but sat back heavily on the ground, exhaling in frustration.

"Zhan Yang..."

Ye Yiwei cried out in surprise, and rushed to help him.

"Yiwei..."

Putting his arm on Ye Yiwei's shoulder, Meng Zhanyang's eyes were drunk, and he asked with a silly smile, "I...wanted to go to the toilet, why... why did I sit on the floor?"

(End of this chapter)