At noon, Meng Rong was on the verge of exploding with anger, tightly clutching her chopsticks.
She watched as Meng Nianchu and Bai Ling sat together, looking happy and intimate, and felt extremely resentful!
She clearly saw Bai Ling return to her room dejectedly. It seemed that there had been problems between them. How could their attitudes change so quickly?
Parting her red lips slightly, she pretended to ask casually, "Nianchu, I just saw you chatting and laughing with Teacher Ju at the restaurant entrance. What were you talking about? I've never seen Teacher Ju be so enthusiastic when chatting with anyone. I'm really envious of you."
Meng Nianchu, who had been named, raised her eyes, took a sip of warm water, and replied indifferently, "Just an ordinary chat."
"Teacher Ju went straight to you as soon as he entered. Was there something urgent?"
"There's time to chat while having a meal," Bai Ling suddenly interjected, shooting a warning look at Meng Rong.
Fury welled up in Meng Rong's throat, but she managed to hold it back.
She tightly clenched the wooden chopsticks in her hand, gave a disdainful look at Meng Nianchu who was bowing her head to eat, and reluctantly closed her mouth.
At this moment, Meng Nianchu raised her eyes and gave her a cold look. Her eyes were devoid of any emotion, like a ruthless assassin.
Five days passed in a flash. Before they knew it, the end of the variety show had quietly arrived.
Ju Zisheng took the initiative to pick up Bai Ling's suitcase, and Bai Ling followed behind him like a delicate girl.
Seeing this scene, Meng Nianchu showed an auntie smile and was genuinely happy for her.
Finally, this ice - cold guy had changed.
The car started and gradually drove away from the restaurant left behind.
Exhausted, Meng Nianchu dragged her luggage back to Shangting. Just as she took off her shoes and entered the living room, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mu Junze sitting on the sofa, expressionless, looking at her like a statue.
Her heart skipped a beat. She staggered over and slumped down, asking, "Why are you back so early today?"
After saying that, she glanced at the clock hanging on the gray wall. It was only ten o'clock in the morning.
Mu Junze withdrew his gaze from her and picked up the documents on the coffee table. "There's not much work in the company."
"Are you not waiting for me on purpose?" Meng Nianchu blinked her star - like eyes and asked directly.
Mu Junze's earlobes turned slightly red.
Meng Nianchu suddenly threw herself into his arms, put her arms around his neck, brought her cherry - like lips close to Mu Junze's, and said in a coquettish voice with a drawn - out tone, "Don't you really miss me?"
A fire instantly ignited in his lower abdomen.
Meng Nianchu got closer and closer. "Don't you miss me at all?"
Desire eroded his reason. A rush of blood went to his head. Mu Junze's tall figure enveloped Meng Nianchu's body.
The long - awaited pleasure after a few days was simply irresistible.
In the evening.
Meng Nianchu struggled to sit up from the bed. A hot gaze immediately fell on her. She looked in that direction and met Mu Junze's deep eyes.
The phone thrown on the bedside table buzzed continuously. Meng Nianchu grabbed it and saw that the messages were from Zhu Zhu and Bai Ling, who had participated in the variety show with her.
The general content was that the director had worked overtime to finish the post - production of the program, and the program was broadcast ahead of schedule. Now the ratings had exceeded ten thousand, and Meng Nianchu was extremely popular, being discussed by thousands of people.
The CP combination of Bai Ling and Ju Zisheng also attracted countless fans. In sharp contrast, Meng Rong was scolded all over the Internet.
Seeing these messages, Meng Nianchu was not at all shocked. The development of the matter was within her expectation, and she remained calm. She casually replied to the messages and then put the phone aside boredly.
The moment she let go of the phone, Mu Junze's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Mu Junze frowned tightly.
Meng Nianchu didn't even need to look to know who the caller was.
She snatched the phone from Mu Junze's hand, pressed the answer button, and then turned on the speaker.
Sure enough.
Meng Rong's coquettish voice came from the receiver.
"Junze, have you seen the news on the Internet? I didn't expect Nianchu to be so popular. Now there are a group of people on the Internet confessing their love to Nianchu, and some people even think that Nianchu is single. It's no wonder, after all, Nianchu never mentioned her marriage to you on the show. It's normal for others not to know."
"But I just don't understand. Junze, you're such an excellent man. Why does Nianchu seem to be hiding your relationship like a thief? That day when you sent her there, someone asked Nianchu what your relationship was, and she only said that you were ordinary friends. I thought it was strange at that time. Why did she say so?"
"Junze, don't think too much. Maybe Nianchu just doesn't want others to know your relationship. She's probably afraid it will have a bad impact on her."
"Junze is taking a shower. I'll pass on your words to him later."
Meng Nianchu's eyes were filled with coldness. The moment she heard Meng Rong's voice, her whole little face darkened. Her small hand grabbed the corner of her clothes, and her fingernails dug into her flesh.
On the other end of the phone, Meng Rong fell silent when she heard Meng Nianchu's voice.
"Beep -"
Mu Junze suddenly hung up the phone.
He pressed on Meng Nianchu's shoulders and leaned over:
"Why didn't you say anything?"
Meeting his hot gaze, Meng Nianchu smiled and blinked her big, watery eyes. "It's not too late to say now."
Unexpectedly, she would answer like this, Mu Junze was stunned for a moment.
Meng Nianchu smiled sweetly, and her index finger gently drew circles on Mu Junze's chest. "I'll listen to you."
...
The variety show had only been on the air for half a day, but the ratings were already quite impressive. Meng Nianchu won the love of many passers - by with her excellent cooking skills and high EQ in the show.
On the video bullet comments, netizens labeled her as beautiful and kind - hearted. Some even posted comments below the show saying that they wanted to marry Meng Nianchu.
In contrast, Meng Rong was completely cursed. Whenever a scene related to Meng Rong appeared, the bullet comments were filled with words like "pretentious" and "vase".
The situation was terrible.
Mu Junze stared seriously at his phone. His fingers slid across the screen, and the more he scrolled down, the more solemn his expression became.
Seeing his expression, Meng Nianchu guessed that it was something related to the company. Afraid of disturbing him, she didn't make a sound at all. After a while, the quiet phone suddenly rang wildly.
They were a series of voice messages from Bai Ling.
"Nianchu, you've been hiding this for so long! When did you get married!"
"Why didn't you tell me about your marriage to Mu Junze? I thought I told you everything! How could you do this? You've been hiding such a big thing from me. Do you still consider me your friend?"
"If I hadn't seen the wedding photos Mu Junze posted on Weibo, how much longer were you going to hide this from me! You're so not being a good friend. Hiding such a happy event from me!"
Although the words were full of complaints, they were not really angry. A smile appeared in Meng Nianchu's eyes. She secretly glanced at Mu Junze and saw that his frowned brows had relaxed. He looked quite proud.
She couldn't help but smile and said, "I heard someone posted the wedding photos?"
"I don't know," he replied coldly.
Meng Nianchu lay back in the quilt, pursed her lips, and laughed secretly. As she scrolled through the comments below the wedding photos posted by Mu Junze, her smile turned cold.
"Nianchu and President Mu are so well - matched! A handsome man and a beautiful woman. I'm so envious!"
"On the lemon tree is the lemon fruit. Under the lemon tree are you and me."
"Unlike that pretentious Meng Rong, this is a perfect match!"
Seeing this, Meng Nianchu sneered in her heart.
Meng Rong knew nothing and had no real talent. Naturally, she couldn't compare with Meng Nianchu.
However, at present, Meng Rong was only being scolded. Compared with the disfiguring fire that Meng Nianchu had endured before, this was insignificant.
Meng Nianchu tightened her fingers on the phone. The moment she recalled the burning fire that night, her body couldn't stop trembling. Afraid that Mu Junze would notice her abnormality, she forced herself to calm down.
She would surely make Meng Rong pay for the disfiguring fire with blood!
The happy event of the well - known President Mu and the newly discovered treasure actress in the entertainment industry getting married and living in harmony quickly spread on the Internet. Major media rushed to report it.
Seeing the news on Weibo, Meng Rong angrily threw her phone.
She had let Meng Nianchu steal the spotlight on the hot search for nothing!
Early the next morning, after working hard all night, the reporters finally managed to dig out the sweet details of Meng Nianchu and Mu Junze's relationship.
While having breakfast, Meng Nianchu scrolled through the news. Seeing the spoof emojis of Meng Rong made by netizens, she let out a cold snort.
As she scrolled further down, a warm feeling gradually welled up in her chest.
I'm afraid these so - called details accidentally discovered by the reporters were all deliberately spread by Mu Junze.
Early this morning, when she woke up thirsty, she clearly heard Mu Junze on the phone, arranging for someone to contact the reporters.