Meng Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go to a restaurant near A University! Remember when I first invited you to dinner at school, it was there. The food tasted good and it was very affordable."

"Alright."

No matter how rejected she was, she still agreed without any hesitation.

The restaurant was not big. It was located at the south gate of A. It was run by a couple in their early forties. It was mainly cooked food. The price was very cost-effective. The environmental hygiene of the restaurant was much better than that of the same restaurant.

That's why the restaurant is very popular with A-students.

Meng Sheng pushed open the door and stood at the side, waiting for Mo Han to walk in first. Mo Han did not stand on ceremony with him as she walked in and picked an inconspicuous corner.

Meng Sheng followed closely behind her and sat down opposite her.

Mo Han surrounded Fu. From her memories, this place was different from before. It should have been redecorated. She thought to herself that the hall was brighter, and the tables and chairs had been replaced with pure wood …

The only thing that hadn't changed was the owner and wife.

"Mr. Meng is here again." The lady boss took the menu and walked over with a smile, "I actually brought my girlfriend over this time. When I pay the bill later, I will definitely ask my son to give you a discount."

Mo Han was slightly stunned and looked at Meng Sheng suspiciously. Has he been here often these past few years?

Meng Sheng withdrew his gaze. He neither admitted nor denied it. He only said, "Then I'll thank the boss lady."

"What are you being so polite about? You are our shop's old Fu guest. Oh right, your girlfriend is so pretty."

"It's pretty good looking."

…

After ordering their dishes, the lady boss went to greet the other guests, sophisticated and agile.

Meng Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Han, pretending to be careless as he said, "I have eaten a lot of delicacies these past few years, but they are still not comparable to this place. Therefore, as long as I have time, I will basically come here two or three times a month."

Actually, he also wanted to say that it was not comparable to the dishes she had personally cooked.

Mo Han deliberately didn't look at him. Instead, she supported her chin with one hand and sized up the surroundings. "I remember that the boss's cooking skills were very good, especially the sweet and sour fish he cooked …"

"That's right! Sweet and sour fish, you always order a dish every time you come. Don't worry! I haven't forgotten."

Meng Sheng smiled and took her words.

Ever since Mo Rongsheng died, he never dreamed that one day he would chat so easily with Mo Han.

Outside the restaurant, Lin Xintong and her roommate came out to look for food and happened to pass by.

"Xin Tong, look over there. Isn't that Mr. Meng? How did he appear in this place?"

Before Lin Xintong could regain her senses, her roommate exaggeratedly shouted, "Xin Tong, Xin Tong, look! Who is that woman with him? She's so beautiful …"

Lin Xintong followed her roommate's line of sight. She raised her eyes and saw that bright little face, Mo Han? She, how could she be with Brother Sheng?

Her expression instantly turned extremely ugly. It must be because of Mo Han, it must be her …

He had not contacted her for several days. She had sent him messages and called him. He always said that he was busy. It didn't matter. She could wait for him for one day, two days, ten days, or even half a month.

However, she never thought that the reason why he was estranged from her was because Mo Han had returned.

The roommate seemed to be frightened by Lin Xintong. He quickly grabbed her arm and shook it a few times. He anxiously asked, "Xin Tong, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?"

"I, I'm fine."

Suppressing the anger and unwillingness in her heart, Lin Xintong gritted her teeth and walked away with her roommate's arm in her hand.

Because the shop was crowded, the dishes were served a little slowly.

Perhaps because Meng Sheng was afraid that she would be bored, he had been looking for a topic to chat with her. What surprised Mo Han was that most of the things he talked about were work-related matters. For example, he would take an examination of her projects regarding the company, as well as the accounts of the company for the past two years …

In short, she was the only one who could not imagine that there was nothing he could not do.

It was not until a long time later that Mo Han realized Meng Sheng's purpose of familiarizing her with the affairs of the company.

Twenty minutes later, the lady boss finally brought the dishes, and their chat finally came to an end.

On the way back to Mo Han, there was no more chatter in the restaurant, so they kept silent very tacitly.

Until Mo Han's apartment building, Meng Sheng did not say anything else.

Mo Han took a deep breath, smiled and thanked him, then pushed open the car door and walked out.

Just as she was about to close the car door, Meng Sheng suddenly asked, "Can I pick you up for work?"

"There's no need to be so troublesome. It's very inconvenient to take the subway from me to the company." Mo Han tactfully refused.

"I want to pick you up."

He seemed determined to pick her up.

Mo Han took a deep breath and curled her fingers forcefully. She endured the disgust in her heart and agreed, "Then I'll have to trouble you."

She stood there and watched the car leave until it disappeared around the corner. The smile on her lips suddenly disappeared and was replaced by endless mockery and ridicule.

The night wind was very cold. Mo Han subconsciously wrapped her coat tightly and turned around to walk towards the apartment coldly.

"Mo Han! Stop!"

A charming voice suddenly sounded, especially abrupt in the quiet night.

Mo Han lowered her eyes and smiled. Her red lips curled up slightly. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Lu Xinqing, who was a few meters away from her. Then, she quietly pressed down the recording on her phone and asked, "What do you need from me?"

Lu Xinqing took a few steps forward.

Mo Hanwei narrowed her eyes invisibly and pretended to look at her in horror. Her voice was trembling, "You, what do you want?"

"What do you want me to do?" Lu Xinqing sneered coldly, "Mo Han, you're really shameless. You're actually with a person who killed your father! Have you ever thought about how much he …"

"Lu Xinqing, stop talking! I beg you, I beg you to stop talking."

Mo Han forcefully covered her ears, her face revealing a crumbling pain, but in Di Mo, which Lu Xinqing could not see, it was filled with a bone-corroding chill.

Lu Xinqing raised her chin slightly and smiled proudly, "Don't you dare to do it? Mo Han, if you were my adopted daughter, you would probably have been beaten to death by me long ago."

"Sometimes I really don't know if you're stupid or fake. Actually, I'm not afraid that you'll know …"

She suddenly walked up to Mo Han and whispered, "That's right! I deliberately framed Mo Rongsheng. If I hadn't accused him like that, how could he have died so quickly?"

"Mo Han, I like Meng Sheng. I knew him before you, and I liked him before you. But why is the person with him you? I'm just unconvinced! That's why I decided to help him."

Hearing Lu Xinqing's words, Mo Han's expression became extremely ugly, but she desperately suppressed it.

She looked coldly at Lu Xinqing. Her gaze was like a venomous snake that had spat poison. She wrapped around Lu Xinqing's neck several times.

Mo Han gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Lu Xinqing, how can you be so shameless! Have you ever thought that if it weren't for my father helping you go to school, you would only be able to stay in that mountain for the rest of your life, and you wouldn't even have a chance to see the big city …"

"So what! If I can't walk out, I won't meet him, and I won't have to, but I've come out."

Lu Xinqing chuckled, her eyes almost mad.

Mo Han clenched her fingers tightly and suddenly smiled.

She stared at the delicate little face and said word by word, "Lu Xinqing, I will definitely make you lose everything you use now, including the man you love the most."

"Right, I forgot to ask you, what is it like to be abandoned by the man you love the most? If you don't want to live, you can broadcast your suicide in front of me at any time."

Mo Han's words were harsh and ruthless.

Lu Xinqing was anxious and her face turned deathly pale. She hurriedly said, "A-Sheng will not abandon me. As long as he sees your true face clearly, he will definitely return to my side. He will definitely …"

Mo Han couldn't help but curl her lips and look at Lu Xinqing with sympathy and pity. "Lu Xinqing, why are you being so passionate? The person he likes me is me, always is, always is, and you … have always been the insignificant one."

Without hesitation, she turned around and left without even looking at Lu Xinqing.

Lu Xinqing gritted her teeth, her face twisted in anger.

Suddenly, she shouted at Mo Han's back, "Your daughter Sisi is still alive. She is not dead at all. Your uncle and aunt lied to you."

Mo Han was suddenly stunned and subconsciously stopped. She felt as if a thorn was sticking out of her throat.

After a while, she turned around and rushed towards Lu Xinqing, grabbing her collar tightly.

Finally, under Fu Yuchen's meaningful gaze, Mo Han added mockingly, "President Fu, do you really treat yourself as a hot cake?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her waist tighten and her chest ruthlessly smashed into a sturdy wall of meat.

Mo Han frowned in pain. She glared at him angrily and said, "Fu Yuchen, are you crazy?"

Her eyes were very black and bright, like thick ink that could not be melted on white paper, or like the brightest star in the night. When she looked at him, her eyes were filled with anger and grievance.

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and tightly wrapped his powerful arms around her like a pair of iron claws.

He quietly gazed at Mo Han, his gaze dark and deep, "Yes! I'm crazy, I'm mad at you."

The man's voice was low and deep, and it was dark and hoarse. He was caught off guard by Mo Han's ears.

She was stunned for a moment, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like a war drum beating fiercely on the battlefield.

Mo Han gritted her teeth and said seriously, "Fu Yuchen, stop talking nonsense! When did I get angry with you?"

Seeing that Mo Han was unwilling to admit anything, Fu Yuchen couldn't help but sneer and tightly knit his eyebrows together. "What nonsense am I talking about? Mo Han, did you bully me and drink too much without knowing anything?"

The corner of Mo Han's mouth twitched and she fell silent.

She thought quietly in her heart, "That's right, even if I bullied you and drank too much, I don't know anything!"

"I told you, nothing happened that night. You didn't believe it yourself."

Mo Han said with confidence, not as if she was lying.

Did nothing really happen that night? He only had a dream, and it was also a very satisfying spring dream. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a burst of disappointment in his heart.

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her doubtfully.

Mo Han took a deep breath and faced the pair of eyes without any hesitation.

After a pause, he seemed to ask inadvertently, "Then what is your relationship with that man surnamed Meng?"

Seeing that Fu Yuchen believed her words and didn't pursue the matter that night, Mo Han heaved a sigh of relief without a trace.

As for the rest …

"President Fu, this is my personal matter. I have no interest in telling others about my personal matters."

Others? Fu Yuchen restrained his gaze, and the strength in his palm couldn't help but increase. He firmly held Mo Han in his embrace. He treated her as one of his own, but she actually treated him as someone else!

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Han. He couldn't help but laugh coldly in his heart and said in a calm voice, "So, am I someone else?"