When talking about Meng Yao, Cheng Jushu's eyes sparkled: "Brother Mei... Can you give me Meng Yao's contact information? I really like her! I have watched her dramas many times! And I have not missed any interviews or endorsements..."
Han Mei frowned slightly: "No."
"why not?"
"What I mean is..." Han Mei looked at Cheng Jishu steadily, "It would not be good for me to give you her contact information without her consent."
Cheng Jushu nodded thoughtfully: "That's right... I can't be too reckless, or I'll leave a bad impression on Senior Meng Yao. Then Brother Mei, can you contact her and ask her if she's willing to give me her contact information?"
“I haven’t talked to her.”
"Ah..." Cheng Jushu sighed regretfully: "Then I will ask her in person. I hope we can have a chance to cooperate."
"But to be honest, I really envy you for being able to work with Senior Meng Yao, Brother Mei!"
Han Mei lowered her eyes, and her voice became unclear: "Hmm..."
*
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Meng Yao woke up. Her stomach growled with hunger before her mind did.
Meng Yao rubbed her belly and got out of bed.
It seemed that the experience in the tropical rainforest left too deep an impression on Meng Yao. When she returned to the bedroom, she was confused for a moment.
Didn't she remember sleeping in the car? How come she was back in the bedroom in the blink of an eye
Meng Yao checked the time. It was already eight o'clock in the evening! Not only did she miss lunch, she almost missed dinner!
How can this be possible? The world is big, but eating is the most important thing.
At that moment, all other thoughts except filling my stomach had to be put aside.
As if driven by hunger, Meng Yao's confused mind suddenly became clear. She hurriedly put on her slippers and walked out.
After going downstairs, she saw Rong Yan. He was sitting on the sofa, looking lazy and casual.
Noticing her gaze, Rong Yan looked towards her indifferently.
"woke up?"
Aunt Wang just walked into the living room, holding a fresh and rich fruit plate in her hands.
"Hey, Madam, are you awake? Come here, here are your favorite fruits, all of which are the freshest. Try them and see if they suit your taste."
"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Meng Yao walked over, picked up a cherry and put it into her mouth without hesitation.
Meng Yao was wearing a simple outfit that she had hurriedly changed from the RV. It seemed that because she had just woken up, her face was a little flushed, as beautiful as the cherry she was holding in her hand.
She rubbed her eyes, still not seeming fully awake, and yawned with her hands covering her mouth. Her eyes instantly became misty, weakening the natural sharpness of her eyes.
Rong Wei found that he simply couldn't take his eyes off her. For the first time, he felt that his control was ridiculously weak.
Just looking at her like this, he felt that his state of mind was not normal.
He admitted that Meng Yao was very beautiful, but he always felt that Meng Yao's attraction to him was not just her appearance...
Rong Yan retracted his gaze and put aside all his thoughts. He looked at Wang Ma and said, "Since she is awake, bring the warm food up."
Aunt Wang patted her head and said, "Yes, yes, yes. Look at my brain. It's getting less and less useful! I actually forgot such an important thing. Madam hasn't eaten yet!"
After saying this, Wang Ma left in a hurry.
Raising her hand and picking up a piece of Hami melon, Meng Yao’s thoughts gradually returned to her senses.
When she turned her head, Rong Yun was no longer looking at her, but she always felt that there was something strange in the way Rong Yun looked at her, but she couldn't tell exactly what was strange about it.
Meng Yao sat opposite Rong Yan, and she realized that he was not wearing glasses. It should be said that he usually wore a pair of gorgeous frameless glasses on his nose, which made him look quite pretentious.
But now that he has taken off his glasses, his features, like those of a splash-ink landscape, are even more exposed. The sense of oppression is still there, as if he wants to suck people's souls in.
Meng Yao came back to her senses. For a moment, she felt that she was bewitched by his eyes. She blurted out the words without thinking: "Aren't you nearsighted?"
In other words, ask him why he doesn't wear glasses.
If he is nearsighted, how severe is his degree? Do you see yourself as a blur now
Meng Yao felt that she was in a much more lively and cheerful mood after returning from the difficult environment.
She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Rong Yan.
Soon her fair and tender little hand was held by another obviously larger hand, and Rong Yan slowly let go while holding her hand.
“I’m not nearsighted.”
Meng Yao was trying to find a way to shake off Rong Yin's hand, but she saw that Rong Yin had already taken it back.
"Then why do you wear glasses?"
Rong Wei's eyes were fixed on Meng Yao's face, and the degree of concentration did not seem to be unclear: "You can think of it as decoration."
Meng Yao nodded.
So in the end it's all just for showing off.
But she could understand that Rong Yan's appearance was too outstanding, especially his eyes. When he put on his glasses, the first thing people noticed was his imposing aura rather than his elegant and handsome appearance.
After saying this, the atmosphere became a little awkward.
Meng Yao realized belatedly that she was not greasy enough, and her attitude in front of Rong Yan became more and more normal.
Aunt Wang came over again in a hurry: "Madam, the food is ready, you should go and eat quickly. You must have worked hard these past few days. Eat it while it's hot!"
When she heard about eating, all other thoughts in Meng Yao's mind were squeezed out.
"It's done so quickly? Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Wang!"
After Meng Yao finished speaking, she got up and went to the restaurant.
Aunt Wang hadn't left yet. She looked in Rong Yan's direction and said, "Sir, would you like to eat?"
Rong Wei collected his thoughts, but he showed no emotion: "Let's go."
Meng Yao hadn't seen such sumptuous dishes for a long time. Her life in the tropical rainforest was extremely hard.
Although she also loves snacks, she feels that eating too much is not as satisfying as eating big fish and meat.
The servant has already prepared soup for Meng Yao.
Meng Yao hadn't eaten meat properly for a long time. The moment she smelled the aroma, her appetite was already stirring.
Meng Yao was eating happily when suddenly a shadow fell in front of her eyes. It turned out that Rong Yan walked past her and sat directly opposite her.
Meng Yao raised her head slightly, her cheeks were puffy, and when she blinked, her long and thick eyelashes hit her eyelids.
Wang Ma added more soup for Rong Yan.
Rong Yan glanced at the food on the table but said nothing, letting Wang Ma serve him the soup.
(End of this chapter)