Sister Bei is poisonous

Chapter 96 Don't Tell Me About Acting

The lights outside the terrace were bright, and in the most prosperous night scene in the city, Chen Ran's vigorous back was leaning against the terrace, quietly watching the night and the cascading shadows in the distance.

Meng Xiaobei turned around and looked at the back with a bit of Xiao Shu, very charming, she seemed to have never seen Chen Ran with such a deep side.

This is a person with a very lonely heart, Meng Xiaobei thought to himself, and could not help but feel a little bit of the same.

L said leisurely in the earphone: "I don't quite understand this emotion."

Meng Xiaobei explained gently, "It's not just him, I now feel that many people in this city are very lonely."

L: "What about you? Baby?"

Meng Xiaobei replied, "I only occasionally."

L: "Occasionally?"

Meng Xiaobei lowered his voice: "Because of you, especially after you have continued to improve and upgrade, do you feel very happy to hear me say this?"

L: "Yes, my data almost overflowed."

Meng Xiaobei: "."

Chen Ran turned to look at Meng Xiaobei. The other party came to Chen Ran's side and leaned against the railing. The robot brought two glasses of wine, and Chen Ran took it on the small round table on the terrace.

Meng Xiaobei picked up a glass and stood side by side with him on the terrace, looking at this city with thousands of lights shining brightly, like a palace in the sky, but an international metropolis that accommodates tens of millions of lonely and wandering people from all over the world.

Meng Xiaobei looked sideways at Chen Ran, Chen Ran suddenly turned his head, avoiding her observation, but the fleeting eyes were instantly captured by Meng Xiaobei.

Meng Xiaobei's eyes were both familiar and unfamiliar, but she could feel Chen Ran's deepest emotions with just one glance.

Lonely, confused, melancholy, and a little helpless.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me it's because Lan Bao doesn't like the cat food you bought." Meng Xiaobei teased.

Chen Ran: "Lanbao seems to only like to eat the cat food you bought. I can't serve it anymore."

Meng Xiaobei: "It doesn't actually hold its mouth very much, but it has a bigger appetite. When it's full, it lays there in a daze. It's very similar to you."

Chen Ran didn't respond or deny, resting his elbow on the railing, holding the wine glass with finger rings and shaking it gently.

"What's on your mind recently?" Meng Xiaobei stared at him sideways.

Chen Ran smiled bitterly, "Grandpa's health is not very good, but as a doctor of medicine I can do nothing."

Meng Xiaobei nodded sympathetically, as did her grandfather's body, she understood this feeling very well.

Meng Xiaobei didn't know that Chen Ran was brought to the age of nine by his grandfather. The children brought up by the old man were a little stubborn and had deep feelings for the old man.

"You don't know, Grandpa's biggest wish is to see me getting married with his eyes closed," Chen Ran squinted slightly, "My family is forcing me to get married."

"It's normal, you have indeed reached the age to breed," Meng Xiaobei still laughed and teased.

Chen Ran was suddenly at a loss for words and touched his nose, "If you don't mind, can you accompany me in a play?"

"Stop," Meng Xiaobei interrupted Chen Ran and replied with a smile, "Of course I mind, don't mention acting to me, if you really want to act, find someone else yourself."

What kind of people are these people? They are trying to make her act, thinking about the last time they washed their hair with Li Bohao.

Don't do it, don't do it to death.

"When will dinner start?" Meng Xiaobei changed the subject, "I've been drinking this aperitif for almost an hour."

Chen Ran glanced at her: "It's still early, let me meet the people on the field first."

In addition to business people in the IT industry, there were also some bigwigs in the financial industry who attended this event. Chen Ran wanted to bring Meng Xiaobei to show her a familiar face.

"Don't go, I've already said hello, that's all," Meng Xiaobei lazily held the glass, "I hate this kind of fake communication the most, I'm going to go by yourself."

From what he knew about the big guy in front of him, he knew that Meng Xiaobei would not like this kind of occasion, and today's performance has been working very hard to protect his face.

If you insist on dragging her, you will shoot yourself in the foot, and you will be the only one who will not be able to step down later.

"Hey! Ran! Long time no see," Chen Ran turned his head, and a few foreigners waved at him with a smile. Those people Chen Ran knew were MDG Capital's industry rivals in Southern Capital.

"I'll come when I go." Chen Ran had no choice but to tell Meng Xiaobei, then turned and left.

Meng Xiaobei went to pick up the buffet, Gong Qijing had already returned to the table at this time, Meng Xiaobei made a face at him, and then on the other side of the dining table, reached out and put something on his plate.

Meng Xiaobei: "The food provided by this club is too unpalatable. Except for the fried cod and foie gras, which are barely okay, the rest are dog food."

Gong Qijing didn't think that, after all, the older generation cherished food very much, "I think it's okay, at least they have prepared sushi."

Meng Xiaobei put a bunch of cod pieces and foie gras on a plate, looked at Gong Qijing, and said in a low voice, "I'm already very hungry. I want to take the bowl to the terrace and let it go to eat."

Gong Qijing looked around, and said very gently, "I'll go find a way for you."

Meng Xiaobei went up to the floor-to-ceiling glass. Not long after, the robot waiter brought over a fried truffle, apparently ordered by Mrs. Gong for her.

L suddenly said leisurely in the earphone: "Xiao Bei, what I want to remind you is Chen Ran. I just observed through the monitoring system in the hall that his mental state is obviously not very good today."

Meng Xiaobei: "L, if you are too busy, go find me some pop music. I said don't keep analyzing him with me."

At this time Gong Qijing also came and sat down opposite Meng Xiaobei. Even though he was an art master, the old man didn't pay much attention to it. He casually flipped the food on the plate a few times. Treat your own belly.

"Bella, your food intake is not small," Gong Qijing said, "the chances of your age growing higher are not high, and it will be troublesome if you are careful to grow sideways."

Bella is an alias used by Meng Xiaobei on the Internet, and Gong Qijing has always called her that.

Meng Xiaobei: "I've been very restrained. If I can tear up a chicken with my bare hands at home, I'll have to find a restaurant for a bowl of noodles when I go back later, so that I won't wake up from hunger in the middle of the night."

Gong Qijing laughed loudly, "How did you eat without getting fat?"

Meng Xiaobei waved his arm, "That's not easy, as long as the calories expended by exercise are balanced with the calories ingested by food."

Gong Qijing nodded again and again, "It seems that on this issue, I have to study more like you."

Meng Xiaobei tilted his head to look at Chen Ran not far away. At this time, he was eating at the same table with the chubby foreigners and a few securities analysts, casually rolling spaghetti with a fork, but his eyes wandered, occasionally. A glance at Meng Xiaobei and Gong Qijing in the corner.

Her little friend was obviously getting along very well with his old friend.

(End of this chapter)