dew marriage

Chapter 218 Mu Jiao, I Like You

When Meng Zeting was wearing a motorcycle jacket and took off his helmet, the wind happened to blow over, and his short, shattered hair fluttered slightly due to the wind.

Putting down the helmet, he raised his eyes slightly, his sharp face was full of ruffian, with a playful smile on his lips, and walked to Mu Jiao's side: "How about it, let's have fun."

Mu Jiao sneered lightly, turned sideways slightly, her hair flew in the direction of the wind, she stood facing the wind, looking very cold.

Many years ago, Mu Jiao was like this, and it hasn't changed in all these years.

Meng Zeting looked at her in a daze for a moment. When he first met Mu Jiao, she was stolen and penniless, but he didn't see her in any distress or panic.

On the contrary, he was very calm and composed.

Just like her now.

If he hadn't taken Mu Jiao away at that time, maybe now Mu Jiao would have picked up his stick and started fighting with them.

This woman can be mysterious. He has known her for a year. Apart from knowing that she is Mu Jiao and has a dead brother.

Where she came from, what she used to do, and what her brother's name is all unknown.

She didn't say anything, and he didn't ask, but he was willing to let Mu Jiao stay by his side.

Really... Meng Zeting touched the tip of his nose, put his hand on her shoulder, bent slightly, looked at her, and tried to keep his eyes on her.

Slowly said: "Mu Jiao, you have been at our house for more than a year, don't you want to go home?"

Mu Jiao raised his brows imperceptibly: "Home?"

miss home?
Mu Jiao's thoughts suddenly drifted far away. The place called home is gone. With Mu Chen's departure, everything is over.

Meng Zeting clearly saw her showing such an expression. He didn't know how many times he saw her like this, but every time it was fleeting.

She couldn't tolerate people asking her, and she had already shown the most perfect side, so that no one could notice that she had changed at all.

However, Meng Zeting couldn't control his heart. He wanted to spy on Mu Jiao's inner world. He wanted to know Mu Jiao's past and future.

He pressed her shoulders, tightened subconsciously, and pulled Mu Jiao's thoughts back.

Mu Jiao pursed the corners of her lower lips, and said softly, "I'm alone, and I can be a home anywhere, so I don't want to."

"Then where are you from? In which city did you live with your younger brother?"

Mu Jiao frowned imperceptibly, and looked up at Meng Zeting: "You want to know about my past?"

She was very direct, and Meng Zeting patted his hair irritably: "Mu Jiao, we have known each other for more than a year anyway, such a good friend, I know there is nothing wrong with your past, right?"

Mu Jiao held back his expression, there was indeed nothing wrong with it, it was just that that memory had been well treasured and had no plans to reopen it.

Therefore, Mu Jiao just raised his eyebrows pretending to be relaxed, put down his hand, and said softly: "Okay, when I am willing to tell you, I will tell you."

"When was that?" Meng Zeting suddenly hugged her into his arms, Mu Jiao was stunned, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Meng Zeting, don't..."

"Mu Jiao, I like you."

Meng Zeting hugged her stubbornly, looking at the vast waters in the distance, the breeze was blowing, every bit was very beautiful, he needed to say this.

From the first meeting, he was attracted to this woman.

It took him more than a year to let Mu Jiao accept him, and he hoped that her heart would truly accept him.

Mu Jiao's heart sank, his brows frowned slightly, and after Meng Zeting confessed, he said deeply, "Let go of me first."

"You should respond to me." Meng Zeting raised his eyebrows and hugged him stubbornly.

Mu Jiao closed her eyes, she was somewhat surprised, but apart from surprise, she had no other feeling.

Therefore, she just said indifferently: "Meng Zeting, I also like you very much. You are straightforward, full of naughtiness, free, and very capable. You are a very good friend. I am willing to be a good friend with you forever." , But, you are like this, which makes me very stressed, because I have never liked you as a man."

If one person's heart is already filled by another person, how can there be room for others.

Meng Zeting didn't seem to be surprised by her response, but Meng Zeting was still a little bit unwilling to say such a response.

He let go of Mu Jiao, looked at her with a calm face, stared at her for a moment, and said arrogantly with thin lips: "I, Meng Zeting, want a woman, and I have never gone through so much trouble, Mu Jiao, how important is that person in your heart?" , making you look down on me at all, I am also the prince of Feishi after all, do you know how many people want to marry me?"

Meng Zeting is seldom serious about one thing, he is full of ruffian, he doesn't pay much attention to many things, he is very casual.

However, he is still a little preoccupied with this matter. Since he was a child, he has been pampered and used to it.

The people who were being surrounded were suddenly rejected, and it was rejected by a woman. He always felt that something was wrong. Isn't Meng Zeting not charming enough?
Seeing Meng Zeting frowning earnestly, Mu Jiao slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, but said calmly, "Ze Ting, isn't it good to be friends?"

"Not that good."

Mu Jiao smiled lightly, turned back to look at the water, and said slowly, "It seems that I have to leave here."

Meng Zeting frowned, suddenly filled with anger, he pulled Mu Jiao over, and was about to kiss her on the lips.

Mu Jiao shrank his pupils, quickly pushed him away, took a step back staggeringly, looked at him with narrowed eyes and said, "Ze Ting, what are you doing! Why are you still so childish."

Meng Zeting raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he swept Mu Jiao and said, "Really, I've never seen you react so quickly."

Mu Jiao didn't speak, and a trace of guard flashed in her eyes. This was the first time she felt this way about Meng Zeting, and it was the first time she felt that this man was a bit dangerous.

Because his purpose is very clear, what he wants and what he doesn't want, he is a bit like that person.

Meng Zeting shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with his back to the wind, took a deep breath, and said, "Mu Jiao, you have hurt my self-esteem, you have to make it up to me."

Mu Jiao rolled her eyes helplessly, she had a serious and determined face just now, but now she started playing foolishly again.

"What compensation do you want?"

"You tell me, who is that person in your heart, and I will forgive you."

Mu Jiao snorted coldly, raised his chin and glanced at him, turned around and left, Meng Zeting yelled twice, and finally cursed angrily, before following him again: "It's alright, alright, I don't need you to make up for it, you Just cook me a meal, can't you cook a meal? Don't go, stop for me."

Although he returned to Meng's house noisy all the way, Mu Jiao still knew some things in his heart.

At dinner in the evening, Meng Chuanya sat in the main seat, followed by their father Meng Ting and stepmother Tang Xin, and here were Meng Zeting and Mu Jiao. Next to stepmother Tang Xin was the 17-year-old youngest son, the fourth young master of the Meng family, Meng stars.

Mu Jiao did not have any status to come to the table to eat, but Meng Ting relied heavily on Mu Jiao, because of her, Meng Xingchen was admitted to the best high school in the city, and Mu Jiao also helped Meng Chuanya plan two important events. The activity caused a sensation in Fei City.

Although it was controlled behind the scenes, everyone in the Meng family knew of Mu Jiao's existence.

Her ability is obvious to all. Meng Ting especially dotes on his youngest son, because the younger son is very close to Mu Jiao, and because Mu Jiao was admitted to a good high school.

That's why Mu Jiao was allowed to sit here and eat.

During the dinner, Meng Chuanya looked displeased. Tang Xin glanced at her and said with a smile, "Chuanya, are you tired from work and feel a little uncomfortable?"

Meng Chuanya glanced at her indifferently, put down the chopsticks, and asked in a deep voice, "Ze Ting, did you make trouble today?"

Meng Zeting was serving food for Mu Jiao. Hearing this, he slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "How big is a trouble? I went to the casino to gamble, and I won against a stingy man. I was chased for a while, seriously? "

"What do you think? The other party is a customer who is about to discuss cooperation with Mengshi. You will see him at tomorrow's meeting."

Meng Chuanya glanced at Mu Jiao calmly. Mu Jiao is a fine person, so she couldn't notice it. Between the lines, it might not be Meng Zeting who complained, but her.

Mu Jiao ate calmly, finished the last bite, put down his chopsticks, and said to everyone, "I'm full, eat slowly."

"Mr. Mu, you've only had a few mouthfuls of food. You'll be hungry tonight." Meng Xingchen pointed to her rice bowl, watching him carefully.

Mu Jiao bent the corner of his lower lip, and said lightly, "I ate too much at noon, and I'm not hungry yet."

Meng Zeting looked at Meng Chuanya displeased, probably complaining that she said this to Mu Jiao, and Mu Jiao was about to leave.

Meng Chuanya took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Mu Jiao, eat more, don't let outsiders think that we have treated you badly."

"Where is it, the Meng family pays me a high salary every month. I still live here, so I can't thank you any more. How can I say that?"

Mu Jiao looked at Meng Chuanya calmly, speaking impartially, without any faults at all.

Meng Chuanya didn't say anything more, and Mu Jiao also warned Meng Zeting, telling him to talk less and eat more, and went back to the room by himself.

She lives in the attic on the top floor of the side building. The area is small, but the layout is very good, it is clear at a glance, and it is very clean.

She doesn't have many things, so simply pack it up, one suitcase is enough.

After they had dinner, Mu Jiao went to Meng Xingchen's room to help him with homework. At nine o'clock in the evening, Meng Xingchen went to bed, and she also went back to the room to rest.

The next day, Mu Jiao woke up and saw a text message from Meng Zeting.

"Don't take what Meng Chuanya said last night to your heart. Treat you to a big meal at noon."

Mu Jiao lightly hooked the corner of her lower lip, but did not reply.

Today, on Monday, most of the Meng family went out. Tang Xin should have gone shopping at this point. She dragged her luggage and left, and told the housekeeper: "Uncle Li, you give this letter to the eldest lady, and you will bring it with you. Give this thing to Meng Zeting."

(End of this chapter)