Chapter 102: Three Questions in a Row

Lu Qianling is very familiar with the surrounding environment near the school. After coming out of the community, she even took the initiative to tell Meng Chuyuan which restaurant had delicious food and where to eat and have fun.

Meng Chuyuan listened to her chattering and said with some admiration: "It seems that you sneak out a lot."

“I come out to play sometimes and relax.” She scratched her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Meng Chuyuan.

They are located in the CBD of Weicheng. The location is superior and convenient. There are shopping malls and residential buildings nearby, which are very lively and full of everything. Moreover, the leisure and entertainment facilities here are complete, which is undoubtedly a temptation for young people.

Lu Qianling chose a nearby Internet celebrity restaurant that was relatively high-end, hygienic and clean. Before, she had not dared to step foot here because of her tight pocket money.

It just so happened that Meng Chuyuan was here today, and Lu Qianling happily took her to dinner: "I'm treating, I'm treating."

Her current pocket money has increased several times, and she is much richer than before. This also gives Lu Qianling the confidence to say "I'm treating you".

 It doesn’t matter, Meng Chuyuan is not polite anyway.

 At noon, the restaurant has a lot of people, so it takes a while for them to queue up to get a number.

The two of them were sitting in the waiting area next to the door. Lu Qianling took a casual look at the restaurant's brochure in his hand and muttered: "It's really a bad time to come. Even if it's noon, it's still Saturday. "

 “What’s the rush? Don’t be afraid of being late for a good meal.”

Meng Chuyuan usually doesn’t go to restaurants like this that require you to queue up to take a number, because she feels it’s a waste of time. Instead of waiting here to take a number, she might as well find a restaurant where she can sit down and order directly.

But who made Lu Qianling obsessed with this restaurant, Meng Chuyuan had no choice but to accommodate her and satisfy her.

“My second brother and I went out to eat last night, and I also wanted to eat in this restaurant. There were too many people at the time, and I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to catch up with my evening self-study.”

 Now she has deeply engraved her studies in her mind and puts class first no matter what she does.

At any rate, it’s five thousand yuan a week. If she doesn’t cherish it, there may be no next time.

Lu Qianling suddenly closed the booklet in his hand, leaned over and whispered: "Do you think if I persist from now until the college entrance examination, can I save the down payment for a house with this pocket money?"

Meng Chuyuan frowned slightly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Try it? You will know if it is enough by then."

Lu Qianling thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head and said, "It's been too long, so let's take it one step at a time."

 “You have to take this lesson anyway, why do you still have to take it one step at a time?” Meng Chuyuan was curious.

She has just entered her second year of high school and has more than a year left to work hard. If she studies hard now, she might be able to save a lot of money and maybe go to a good university in the future.

“That’s different. If I stop asking you for the money one day, I can secretly skip a few classes.”

Meng Chuyuan asked: "Don't want to go to college?"

 She even responded with some pride: "My mother said she would send me abroad."

Lu Qianling's current grades are far from the university's admission score. She has missed too many courses, is always absent from class, and has difficulty completing homework on time. In the eyes of many teachers, she may have been classified as a poor student.

 In this environment that everyone is not optimistic about, she herself is not making progress and is completely messing up.

Meng Chuyuan saw that she had the idea of ​​going abroad and did not care about her current academic performance. She asked mercilessly: "How about your foreign language studies? Do you know basic daily communication? If you go abroad from now on, Can you understand what others say?"

“…” Faced with Meng Chuyuan’s three questions, she suddenly fell silent.

Seeing her hesitation, Meng Chuyuan knew that he had hit the point.

Lu Qianling raised her eyes, and after careful consideration, she said resignedly: "As expected, I still have to study."

 About fifteen minutes later, they finally got in line.

Lu Qianling got the menu and asked Meng Chuyuan to order it first. After she finished ordering, Lu Qianling added a few more of her favorite dishes and bought the order in one go.

“Not to mention, the environment of this Internet celebrity restaurant is really good, I like the retro style.”

While Lu Qianling was waiting for her meal to be served, she held up her mobile phone to take pictures everywhere, not letting go of any strange things she saw.

“Let’s take a photo here and check in.” Lu Qianling turned on the front camera and took the initiative to come over.

Meng Chuyuan was forced to raise his scissor hands and check in with her.

"Okay." Lu Qianling swiped through the photos she just took. She felt that every photo of her and Meng Chuyuan was not too outstanding. "Damn, why are you so good-looking? You look so good in every photo."

Lu Qianling was reluctant to delete every picture, but she couldn't manage her expression well and looked like a clown next to Meng Chuyuan.

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "You're not bad either."

Lu Qianling said from the dark side: "I'm too far behind."

She picked a few that she thought looked better and sent them to Meng Chuyuan, thinking of sending a copy to Lu Qingye at the same time.

Lu Qianling checked her address book twice and couldn't find Lu Qingye's WeChat account. She was a little confused: "Did he delete me?"

 “Delete what?” Her words happened to be heard by Meng Chuyuan.

She responded subconsciously: "WeChat, I can't find anyone."

Meng Chuyuan: “You can still find it even if you delete it, and it won’t disappear.”

Lu Qianling was silent for a few minutes. She suddenly realized something, so she looked for it in the blacklist.

 She pulled Lu Qingye out of the blacklist and sent him the photo just now.

Just at this moment, the dishes were served, and Lu Qianling was busy arranging the dishes and taking photos, and had no time to leave a message for Lu Qingye.

Meng Chuyuan rinsed the tableware and gave Lu Qianling some time to take photos.

Lu Qianling saw that Meng Chuyuan looked calm, and there was no joy at all that she wanted to record and share: "Why don't you take pictures?"

 “Do I need to take a photo?” she asked.

 After waiting for so long, Meng Chuyuan just wanted to eat quickly.

 Lu Qianling: “It’s okay, I’ll send it to you.”

After a while, Meng Chuyuan's cell phone on the table vibrated several times.

　　　…”

at the same time…

Lu Qingye had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower. While wiping his hair, he looked at his phone.

I haven’t seen Lu Qianling’s WeChat message for several days, but I accidentally saw it today.

Lu Qingye took a quick glance at it. He originally wanted to ignore it and go straight to the email, but suddenly he saw Meng Chuyuan's figure unexpectedly.

Lu Qingye thought it was an illusion. He clicked on it and took a closer look. Next to Lu Qianling was indeed Meng Chuyuan.

 She was wearing a lavender French dress, her hair was shawl-length, and her wedding ring was exposed on the scissor hand next to her. At first glance, she looked a little eye-catching.

He looked at it for a few seconds, then suddenly moved the phone away, spread his fingers, and looked at the ring on his hand.

 (End of this chapter)