Just hearing what Yu's mother said, Yu Mian's first reaction was: Since he has her contact information, why didn't Lin Jianshen tell her about the banquet, and instead told her about it in a circle
But soon, Yu Mian knew why.
She flipped through her WeChat contact list and felt like crying.
Among the long list of friends, there was no Lin Jianshen's name at all. Maybe it was because the original Yu Mianmian had never chatted with him or put a name in it, so he couldn't recognize him now.
Yu Mian hesitated for a moment between asking her mother and going through the list one by one. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and a fragmented memory fragment appeared in her mind.
About two months ago, when Yu Mianmian had just fallen in love with Chu Yan, she got involved in the fan circle and learned about the grudges between Chu Yan and Lin Jianshen. She happened to add Lin Jianshen's WeChat account after being introduced by her family. She was so angry that she dragged Lin Jianshen's WeChat account into the blacklist...
Recalling this, Yu Mian wanted to die!
Oh my God, I finally got my idol’s private WeChat account, but she blocked it! ! !
No wonder Lin Jianshen was so cold to her when he met her before. This time when he came to attend the banquet with her, he went directly to Mama Yu instead of her. Thinking again about Yu Mianmian's bad attitude towards Lin Jianshen because of Chu Yan, Yu Mian felt guilty and distressed.
She remembered that when she first became Yu Mianmian, she scrolled through her Weibo and saw a large amount of content dissing Lin Jianshen.
Although she did not send these things, she became Yu Mian, which was a responsibility she could not shirk. So she felt extremely guilty and scrolled through Weibo for a long time that day to hide them all.
She will not erase the traces of Yu Mianmian's existence, but she also doesn't want to let them continue to hurt her idol. She has been an idol for so many years, and it feels bad if others don't care for her.
Yu Mian hurriedly clicked on the blacklist, and sure enough she saw an account lying inside. The profile picture was an empty blue sky and white clouds, and the nickname was simply "Lin Jianshen".
Maybe it’s because she loves Wujiwu. When she looked at this WeChat ID, she felt that it was extremely clean, just like his person.
She dragged the account out of the blacklist and thought about how to send a greeting that would look cute but not disrespectful.
Facing the idol they have looked up to for many years, no fan can calm down at this time, and Yu Mian is no exception. She struggled for a long time, typing in the dialog box, typing and then deleting it after feeling uncomfortable, but the message was never sent.
Suddenly, the three words "Lin Jianshen" at the top of the page changed to "Entering...".
Yumian:! ! !
The beautiful eyes of the girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa suddenly widened, her fair face turned red, and she almost threw the phone in her hand.
Yu Mian stroked her chest and her heartbeat was beating fast. Her expression was full of disbelief. She looked at her phone again and saw that the words she was typing had disappeared.
She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she was dazzled.
Before she could calm down, the phone vibrated slightly with a "ding dong" sound, and a white bubble popped out.
Lin Jianshen: Auntie said you agreed, thank you. I'll pick you up at five o'clock in the afternoon.
Yu Mian stared blankly at that line of words, her mind a mess. The fact that her idol sent her a WeChat message blew her mind. She was thinking wildly, did Lin Jianshen realize that she had blocked him before? Did he send her a message? Will he have a bad impression of her
When he finally calmed down a few minutes had passed, and Yu Mian quickly replied belatedly.
Yu Mian: This is what I should have done, so you’re welcome.
Yu Mian: Right, do I need to make any preparations? I heard that this party is the birthday of one of your elders. Do you want me to bring a gift
Lin Jianshen: No need.
Maybe he felt that his tone was too cold, but after a while, another message came out.
Lin Jianshen: You don’t have to do anything, just wait for me at home.
Yu Mian's face became even hotter, and she felt like she could steam eggs on her face. Waiting for me at home or something... Fortunately, she is not a girlfriend fan and can restrain herself. Otherwise, if it had been anyone else, she would have fainted from excitement.
Yu Mian: OK~(≧▽≦)/~
Words can no longer express her mood, only this small expression can express her one-tenth-thousandth degree of happiness.
In excitement, Yu Mian discussed with Shenshang. Originally, the tutoring class was on weekends from 2 to 5 pm, but it ended early at 4 pm today because she wanted to make dessert.
Yu Mian is very good at making desserts, which seems to be an innate talent. Anyway, the desserts she made according to the online tutorials are delicious even if she makes them for the first time.
This should be inherited from his mother who died young. Yu Mian's mother was a pastry chef and worked in a dessert shop when she was alive. Yu Mian remembers that when she was a child, her home was always filled with a strong aroma of milk and cake. Her mother often made small cakes for her to eat as snacks.
Then there was an accident, mom and dad were gone, and the sweet smell in the house slowly dissipated.
My mother once said that sweetness is the warmest taste, and eating sweets will make people feel happy. Occasionally, when Yu Mian misses her parents, she will make some small desserts to eat, and she won’t feel so sad after eating them.
She was very happy today, so happy that she had the idea of making dessert.
Yu's father and mother are not always at home. They have worked hard for half their lives. When they are old, they prefer to relax and enjoy life. Now they have made an appointment with an old friend who has gone somewhere.
Yu Mian is the only one in the family, and there is also Shenshang who works as a part-time tutor.
Yu Mian ran to the kitchen. The Yu family's kitchen was very large, and the large four-door refrigerator was filled with rich ingredients.
The aunt at home was very anxious next to her: "What do you want to do, Miss? The kitchen is dirty. I will cook it for you as long as you tell me. Can you go to the living room and rest?"
Yu Mian shook her head, found glutinous rice flour from the cabinet, and took out a small bag of osmanthus petals that she and Yu's mother had picked and dried in the osmanthus grove behind the community a few days ago.
"No, let me do it myself, I will do it!"
Yu Mian drove her aunt away firmly. She was still not used to being served by others, leaving only the consultant who insisted on coming to "watch the battle".
The consultant saw her busy as a little ant, rummaging around in the kitchen for kitchen utensils and materials. He stood aside with his arms folded and said in a cool tone: "Is this what you said you had to do?"
Yu Mian poured glutinous rice flour into the bowl, smiled sheepishly, and said softly: "Teacher, I promise it's just this once. I'm going to a banquet tonight. You can't eat anything at the banquet. I'll make something first. Dessert is enough to fill your stomach~”
It turned out that Yu Mianmian had attended several banquets. It wasn't that she couldn't eat at the banquets, but most people prided themselves on being rich, and few people would gorge themselves on it for the sake of status and style. Moreover, in such an occasion where high-class people gather, most people are expanding their connections, and not many people actually come to the banquet to eat.
Attending a banquet for the first time, Yu Mian didn't want to embarrass her family and idol.
The businessman said a noncommittal "hmm" and glanced at her without saying anything, but he didn't leave the kitchen either. He had never heard that Yu Mian could make desserts. He was worried that something might happen if she was left alone in the kitchen, so he simply watched from the side.
Yu Mian's dessert skills have already been brightened up. This time she wants to make Thousand Layer Osmanthus Cake. She skillfully makes it step by step. The final product is a crystal clear square cake body. The Osmanthus Cake is light yellow and transparent. Color, tiny osmanthus flowers are solidified inside the cake, exuding a strong aroma of osmanthus flowers and desserts.
It looks particularly delicious.
The businessman looked at the girl who was lowering her head to place the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
He thought she was joking, but he didn't expect it to actually be made. Although he didn't know how it tasted, it looked really good.
"Teacher, would you like to try a piece?" Yu Mian came over with a plate.
The businessman lowered his eyebrows and stared at the girl in front of him. There was still a piece of white glutinous rice flour on her face. Her smiling eyebrows were curved, and the pupils in her beautiful eyes were clear, as if they were twinkling with stars.
She was very happy. This was the first time he had seen her smile so brightly, like a pure child who didn't know the dangers of the world.
The businessman stared at her eyes for a while, then picked up a small silver fork on the plate, poked a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The soft cake melted in his mouth. The osmanthus cake was not as sweet as he imagined, but slightly sweet. It contains a light scent of osmanthus, which is unexpectedly delicious.
Yu Mian looked at him expectantly: "How does it taste?"
The consultant nodded, "Not bad."
He doesn't have much of a liking for sweets, which is a pretty high rating. He put down his fork and glanced at her again. After all, he couldn't help it anymore. He raised his hand to the girl's face, slightly brushed her soft cheek with his fingertips, and wiped away the unsightly white spot.
Yu Mian raised his head and looked at him dumbfounded.
Shenshang's words were concise and to the point: "You have powder on your face."
People who learn painting always have some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, especially the girl who has a picturesque little face, which is particularly conspicuous when stained.
Yu Mian reacted and couldn't help but blush slightly again. This time it was embarrassing. It's like when you're walking outside and a passerby suddenly reminds you that your clothes are on inside out, embarrassment arises spontaneously.
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was ready, and Ginseng ate one piece. He noticed that Yu Mian only ate one piece, and then put the rest into a small paper bag.
When everything was over, it was almost five o'clock, and the consultant said goodbye and left.
Driving out of the yard of Yu's villa, another car came towards me. This road only led to Yu's house. The consultant subconsciously looked inside the car. The person in the driver's seat had a relatively familiar face.
Lin Jianshen
While thinking about why Lin Jianshen came to Yu's house, the consultant suddenly remembered something that Yu Xing revealed to him some time ago.
It seems... Lin Jianshen and Yu Mian are engaged
The news never spread, and only the two parties involved knew about it. Combined with what Yu Mian said about attending the banquet, today only the head of the Lin family held a birthday banquet in the circle. Lin Jianshen brought Yu Mian to attend. Not surprisingly, he planned to make the news public.
It was very close to five o'clock, and Yu Mian could not sit still. Even though there was a soft sofa underneath, she still felt uncomfortable everywhere, as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
There was a small paper bag on the low table, containing sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She told the ginseng merchant that she would eat it, but she was actually planning to give it to Lin Jianshen.
Few people know that Lin Jianshen likes to eat sweets, and his fans don't know either. He is well-known, but rarely reveals his privacy. Even today, when he is so popular, people still don't know about his family and his preferences.
Only Yu Mian, who had been with him for eight years, learned of this unknown little thing by accident.
Probably when they first met, Lin Jianshen was the most unknown, and it was also when Yu Mian first became his fan.
As I said before, Yu Mian loved making desserts when she missed her parents. At that time, she was lonely and desperate, living alone in this world with no relatives, friends, and no one she needed.
She fell ill that day and had no one to take care of her. She was dizzy due to fever. The little girl thought she was dead. After making the piece of cake, she curled up on the bed and cried.
Before he died, he wanted to take another look at the kind person who helped him and say goodbye to him. He would no longer be able to protect him and repay him.
She took a picture of the small cake and sent it to him, and left him a message. Yu Mian still remembers her childish words at that time. She said she was sick and this was the last cake she made. She could no longer treat him like him. of fans.
Lin Jianshen was cold and distant, and even though she was the only true fan, he never replied to her messages.
That time, he sent her a message back, saying that the cake looked delicious. He liked sweets very much and would like to have a bite if he could.
Little Yu Mian had tears in her eyes and said stupidly, they were so far away and he couldn't eat, what should he do
Lin Jianshen asked her to taste it for him. When they have a chance to meet in the future, he will definitely eat the cake she made.
Yu Mian remembered that sentence for many years. In other words, Yu Mian remembers everything related to him very clearly, and that was the only time they communicated.
Although as she grew older she realized it was probably just a white lie. At that time, Lin Jianshen probably had a kind heart and wanted to save a little girl who was in despair, so he said these words casually.
But it was undeniable that he did save her, so Yu Mian persisted in taking it seriously.
Now... she can finally give him the dessert she made. Although it is not a small cake, and she cannot tell him that she is kapok, just thinking about it makes Yu Mian feel extremely satisfied from the bottom of her heart.
Lin Jianshen arrived on time, he almost stepped over.
The last time I saw him was more than half a month ago. When I saw him again, Yu Mian found that his attire this time was much more formal than last time.
Wearing a slim-cut suit, he outlines the man's slender figure, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. Paired with a clean and crisp white shirt, coupled with the picturesque face painted with ink and blue, he is simply too handsome to be close to each other. leg.
Of course, as a fan of her own mother, Yu Mian controlled herself very well.
But when he slowly raised his eyes and looked over, with a little doubt in his deep black eyes, his face turned red.
Ah, who can withstand this! ! ! ! ! !
Before, she could stay rational and recognize that she was just a fan. After all, she was just an ordinary fan. But now her identity is Lin Jianshen's fiancée! How could she restrain herself from having evil thoughts
No, thinking about that contract, she must control herself.
So Lin Jianshen saw the girl who looked at him and then shrank her head like a little quail as if she had been burned.
He was a little confused and said: "... What's wrong?"
The man's calm voice rang in her ears, and he walked towards her. Yu Mian became more and more nervous, stood up suddenly, shook his head vigorously and said: "No, it's okay..."
You can’t say that because he’s so handsome, the wall of your mother’s fan in your heart is crumbling and you’re about to become your girlfriend’s fan, right
Lin Jianshen: "Is it really okay? If you don't want to go..."
Yu Mian said quickly: "If you don't want to go, let's go!"
Lin Jianshen was silent for a moment. He had no intention of exploring the meaning of her behavior, or in other words, he was not interested in her series of changes. Although they are an unmarried couple, they have no feelings for each other. He is even very aware of her dislike of him. He has blocked her on WeChat until today, which explains her attitude.
And he didn't force her, he was just as tolerant to her as he was to a junior.
This engagement had wronged her.
Sensing the tension coming from the girl, Lin Jianshen paused, stopped moving forward, and said softly: "Let's go."
Yu Mian kept his head buried, not daring to let him notice his smoking face. She grabbed the paper bag and followed Lin Jianshen, carefully getting into the car.
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