sbdcsierra Chapter 511: Disciples of Senior Officials 11
Chapter 511: Disciples of Senior Officials 11
When he got downstairs, he said: "I know you will feel a little uncomfortable just saying goodbye to the past. Trust me, the future will never be worse than the present. Don't make me wait too long. Go up."
Meng Liu turned around and gave a sarcastic smile. Sure enough, she was a businessman pursuing profit. It had only been a while since she broke up with Zhong Zhouyuan. It hadn't even been an hour, and she was a little quieter than usual. She didn't even cry or make trouble. He just looked at it. It's too late.
Most of her things have been packed away, and the unimportant ones are either given away or thrown away. Anyway, Wen Yao is rich, so he probably doesn't like her things, so she can just let him buy new ones when the time comes.
Apart from a few pieces of clothing, the most precious thing was the diary left by Lin Miao.
Meng Liu rubbed the outer cover, which was already a little yellowed. She didn't hesitate for too long and decisively opened it, reading page by page.
Lin Miao's diary was written very sporadically. Sometimes she wrote one article a day, and sometimes she didn't write for several days.
Basically, they are the people and things she encounters in her life.
She occasionally writes about her life in the orphanage as a child.
From this diary, Meng Liu learned about Lin Miao's life, which was ordinary and hard-working. It was probably the same for every ordinary person. He would encounter a shady boss who didn't pay wages, malicious harassment, and... You will meet kind-hearted passers-by and friends.
Meng Liu was already smart, and he could never forget it after just reading it once.
He locked the toilet door tightly, performed a magic trick, and watched as the diary was gradually burned. The last thing left in the world that belonged to Lin Miao disappeared without a trace.
Silently recited in my heart again: Lin Miao, I will definitely avenge you.
The house Wen Yao prepared for Meng Liu was near his company. It was decorated in a minimalist style and had large floor-to-ceiling windows. He could see towering buildings and the coordinate buildings of the imperial capital.
All the furniture in the house looked expensive at first glance, but it was very cold and no one had lived in it before her.
It seems that he is not ready to let himself live with him yet.
As expected, he is a keeper, and he is not qualified to set foot in the territory that belongs to him.
"I have one more meeting, you should rest first." He handed over a card, "The password is XXXX. If you want to buy anything, go by yourself or call Fang Ping and have dinner together tonight?"
"Ah."
He pulled Meng Liu and kissed her for a long time, then let her go with a heavy breath.
It was also a bank card. The one in her hand had a black cover and a matte texture. It was countless times more noble than the one Zhong Zhouyuan gave her originally, but she just didn't feel like she had the same surprise as before.
Meng Liu didn't have anything to buy. Although she also liked shopping, the people around her were different and she couldn't get interested at the moment.
In the afternoon, Wen Yao took her to a high-end Western restaurant.
I don’t know if he was deliberately comparing himself to Zhong Zhouyuan.
The steak on the dinner plate was not comparable to the last time, but Meng Liu was still not interested in eating it.
"What are your plans in the future?" Wen Yao found a topic.
Meng Liu took a sip of ice water: "What do you want me to plan?"
Unexpectedly, she suddenly became so docile. Wen Yao was a little surprised: "I suggest you continue to go back to school."
This is his true words. 18 is still too young after all. Although he can't promise the future, he still hopes that he can live a better life than before if she leaves him.
"Of course, if you want to go to work, I can help you arrange it."
Meng Liu nodded: "Let's go to school."
"Okay, give me your ID card."
She had already resigned, and there was no need to hide her age. She took out her ID card from her bag and handed it over.
Wen Yao took a look at her clothes and bags, which were of very cheap brands. Although she didn't look cheap even when she used them, he still frowned slightly and planned to take her to the mall to buy something after eating.
After taking her ID card, the photo on it was still her from two years ago. It could be seen that she was a beautiful girl. After all, her facial features were there, but they were far from as refined as she is now.
When he glanced at his birth date, he paused: "Is the birthday on this wrong?"
Meng Liu replied lightly: "No, I'm only 16 years old."
The expression on Wen Yao's face cracked.
He never expected that she was actually underage, and he immediately felt uncomfortable when he thought about the things he had done. However, this emotion did not last long. As long as he looked at her face a few more times, Wen Yao felt that it was worth it.
Thanks to her young age, if she had waited another two years, others might have stopped her midway.
However, what he had thought about before had to be pushed back. Although he didn't mind being underage, he was not a beast. If he raised people to eat them when they were older, maybe the taste would be better.
The mall was cleared early by Wen Yao, and they were the only two people walking side by side in the huge place.
No matter what I asked, she said yes, okay, okay.
Wen Yao simply stopped asking her and bought almost all the clothes, skirts and bags suitable for her age.
He took a light-colored dress and pushed her in to change into it.
Meng Liu had no objection. When the change came out, Wen Yao's eyes were full of surprise.
As the saying goes, the saddle is what you wear, and after putting on a dress with texture and smooth tailoring, she looked no different from the daughters of those aristocratic families, and her temperament even vaguely improved to a higher level.
All in all, it’s pretty magical.
Before, he felt that Meng Liu had an indescribable smell, but now he could tell it. It was a naturally aloof temperament that people did not dare to blaspheme.
He softened his voice unconsciously and did not dare to make mistakes.
If Wen Yao had memory, he would know that it is called divinity.
"Just wear this, there's no need to change."
Meng Liu: "Okay."
The shopping guide Congshan Ruliu packed the old clothes for her and handed the bag over.
Wen Yao waved his hand: "Throw it away."
"No," she interrupted, "Give it to me."
The shopping guide glanced at Wen Yao and handed her the bag with his acquiescence.
Wen Yao didn't care about this little thing. After buying the things, he asked Fang Ping to stay and send the things back, while he drove Meng Liu home first.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Meng Liu looked out the window silently. The lights were on, and he was dazzled by all kinds of neon lights.
This is my first time coming to this world and taking a closer look at this city.
Wen Yao guessed that she might still be unhappy because of her breakup with Zhong Zhouyuan, which was basically her own fault.
So he cleared his throat: "When this time is over, I will take you on vacation. Is there any place you want to go?"
Meng Liu twitched the corners of his lips: "You decide."
Wen Yao's eyes darkened and he stopped the car abruptly: "Meng Liu, I hope you don't have any burden to be with me. You can do whatever you want to do and say whatever you want. As long as it's reasonable, I will agree. You don't have to refuse." I am thousands of miles away.”
Meng Liu rolled his eyes helplessly. He was indeed a second-generation rich man. He was unhappy and parked the car in the middle of the road. He had no sense of ethics at all. He almost went crazy when he didn't hear the horn from behind the car.