Mr. Shen’s soft rose is a bit cold

Chapter 54 The inescapable sense of fate

Chapter 54 The inescapable sense of fate

After eating the food brought by Tan Fu, she barely finished cleaning it up all afternoon.

After taking a shower, I was thinking of going downstairs to find a supermarket to buy some daily necessities when Tan Fu came back again.

Ruan Qingmeng got into the car, looked at him and asked, "Don't Special Assistant Tan go to work?"

Tan Fu smiled lightly: "I'm at work now."

"..."

Ruan Qingmeng looked at the neon lights outside, "Is Special Assistant Tan working overtime?"

"Miss, you are joking."

When they arrived at the mall, Tan Fu followed her with a shopping cart. Ruan Qingmeng took whatever he saw, snacks, fast food, daily necessities, etc.

She also takes women's products generously, and Tan Fu acts as a pushchair robot without emotions based on professional ethics.

After finishing dinner in the mall, Ruan Qingmeng said on the way back: "Is my car still there?"

Tan Fu was worthy of being Shen Xinghe's right-hand man, and he immediately reacted, "Is that the white Audi that Miss Ruan is talking about?"

"Yes, I can't ask you to come over every time I go out. As Director Shen's assistant, you shouldn't have so much free time."

"Don't worry, the boss has arranged a special driver for you. He is a brother of mine. He is very skilled and will report to you tomorrow."

"Oh."

Shen Xinghe didn't come back at night. She rolled over on the unfamiliar bed for more than an hour and couldn't fall asleep, so she simply got up and went to the studio.

Unexpectedly, she lost track of time as soon as she started painting, and it wasn't until it got darker that she returned to the bedroom and fell asleep.

After sleeping until about 11 noon, Ruan Qingmeng was woken up by the sound of messages on his cell phone.

She touched her phone and took a look at it, and instantly woke up.

Bai Anqi sent a location, Emerald Bay Villa.

There is also a sentence below, "Sister Qingmeng, I learned a kind of fruit tea, which tastes pretty good. Come and drink tea together when you have time."

Ruan Qingmeng watched for a while and understood why Shen Xinghe suddenly arranged her here.

Yes, they are going to get engaged in a month, and they should live together. It is justifiable.

After lying in bed for a long time, I finally couldn't resist the protest of my stomach. When I got up to eat, I couldn't fight with my stomach because of them.

After getting some food, she went to the studio again. Only in the world of painting could she find peace.

Before she could figure out what to draw, her cell phone rang again. It was a call that surprised her.

Ruan Qingmeng looked at the number on her mobile phone. She remembered the landline number of her old residence clearly.

After hesitating for a while, she still didn't answer.

After a while, Bai Anqi's number came in. It didn't take much to think about it. It was Bai Anqi who told the old lady her whereabouts, but she didn't know what she would say to the old lady.

Ruan Qingmeng answered the phone and said apologetically: "I'm sorry An Qi, I was just thinking about the idea of ​​​​preparation and didn't pay attention to the phone."

Bai Anqi raised her eyebrows where no one could see her, a sneer flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Thank you, Sister Qingmeng, for taking your trouble. By the way, grandma misses you..."

Then came the rather loud voice of the old lady: "Qing Meng, when did you come back? Why didn't you come back to see me, an old lady?"

Ruan Qingmeng held the mobile phone with her eyebrows half lowered. Mrs. Shen was neither overly enthusiastic nor overly mean in her dealings with others. In fact, it suited her character well.

"Grandma, are you okay?"

"It's okay, okay, I just miss you a little. Are you busy? Can you come over and have dinner with me tonight? I haven't seen you for a long time and I want to talk to you."

"Okay, I'll go there in the evening." "As promised, you must come over, and I'll ask Mrs. Zhang to make delicious bird's nest porridge for you."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Qingmeng took a long breath.

At this moment, she suddenly felt an inescapable sense of fate, and she couldn't even think about painting. She had to go out for a walk.

First, she called Tan Fu and asked for the new driver's number. When she learned that the driver was already downstairs, Ruan Qingmeng changed her clothes and went downstairs to see a very sunny-looking man.

"Hello, Miss Ruan, my name is Fang He. I am twenty-four years old and have been working for six years. I am very happy to be your driver."

Ruan Qingmeng looked at the full energy in his eyes, smiled and nodded, "Hello, Fang He, I'll bother you later."

"This is what should be done." Fang He said and opened the rear door.

Ruan Qingmeng got into the car.

Fang He started the car and asked, "Miss, where are we going now?"

"Go to the shopping mall first, then go to Nuanyang Welfare Home."
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  The weather is nice today, with thin clouds covering the hot sun, bringing a bit of coolness to the scorching temperature.

When he arrived at the orphanage, Ruan Qingmeng found a small truck with people busy unloading things. Next to it stood the director Nan Yufeng and a man with a beer belly.

"Aunt Feng." Ruan Qingmeng walked over.

As soon as Nan Yufeng heard her voice, she immediately looked over and said, "Qing Meng, you are back."

She took a few steps forward and held Ruan Qingmeng's hand, looked up and down and said with a frown, "Why have you lost weight again?"

Ruan Qingmeng's eyes curled up: "No, I obviously gained two pounds from eating."

"Ruan Qingmeng?" The man on the side looked at her with stunning eyes, "It's really you."

Nan Yufeng asked her with a smile, "Qing Meng, do you still know him?"

Although Ruan Qingmeng does not draw portraits of real people, he still has some discernment, "Zhang Jianjun?"

The man probably didn't expect that she could still remember him, with a bright smile on his dark face, "Yes, it's me."

He was a few years older than Ruan Qingmeng, and he bullied her a lot at first. Who knew the little girl could be so scary when she got violent? Later, whenever he saw her, he would walk around her. After going around in circles for so many years, when we meet her again, she is still the same as when she was a child, so beautiful that people want to hide her.

Ruan Qingmeng chuckled: "Long time no see, you seem to be doing well."

Zhang Jianjun chuckled and scratched his neck, "I'm just trying to make ends meet."

At this time, the things on the truck were unloaded, and Nan Yufeng said: "Jianjun sent 300 sets of clothes of different sizes to our courtyard. It's really thoughtful."

Ruan Qingmeng blinked in surprise. Zhang Jianjun's conduct was not very good when he was a child. It was really beyond her expectation that he would do such a thing.

"Let's go and talk in the courtyard." Nan Yufeng pulled Ruan Qingmeng and asked Zhang Jianjun to go into the courtyard.

"Wait a minute, Aunt Feng, I only brought some snacks and story books for the child, and they are still in the car."

Ruan Qingmeng said and asked Fang He to open the trunk, which was full of things.

Nan Yufeng was very distressed and seemed to blame: "You kid, you bring so many things every time you come here."

Ruan Qingmeng asked Fang He to help move it into the courtyard, "No more, no more. It's far worse than Zhang Jianjun and me."

Zhang Jianjun looked at the exquisite chocolate packaging and the quality of several boxes of story books, and his dark skin turned red again, "These things of yours are not cheaper than mine."

Nan Yufeng looked at them with a smile and kind eyes: "It's the same, no matter how valuable it is, I'm very grateful that you have this heart."

(End of this chapter)

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