Chapter 262 – Mengyao's Admirers
When Mengyao and the others entered the restaurant, there were a couple of well-dressed men sitting in a corner of the restaurant.
"An Bro, isn't that your Chu lil sis?" One of the men in a white shirt said to the leader.
Jianwen's eyes narrowed. He'd just returned to Songshan, and he'd only called a few of his old friends for a small gathering. He'd officially visit Mengyao's house in two days, but he wasn't expecting to see Mengyao, Yushu, and a stranger at an amusement park together! It made his heart ache.
"I'll go say hi." Jianwen said to the two men beside him.
"Do you need us to help?" The man in the white shirt asked. "Look at that guy, he's so poor that he's letting Mengyao pay for his food. What the hell!"
"Yeah, someone like that doesn't deserve to be An Bro's opponent." The other man, who looked a bit feminine, spoke up as well.
"It's fine, I'll go over myself." Jianwen waved his hand faintly and walked over to Mengyao.
"Yao Yao, long time no see! I didn't think you'd become a big girl in the blink of an eye!" Jianwen greeted Mengyao with a smile, his face full of warmth and friendliness, like a big brother next door.
"You're … You're Jianwen Bro?" Mengyao blinked, pleasantly surprised. "You're back?"
"Yeah, I just came back yesterday, and I'm having a gathering with a few of my old friends today. I didn't expect to see you here. I was planning on paying Uncle Chu and Yao Yao a formal visit this weekend!" Jianwen sat down gracefully on the seat that used to belong to Lin Yi beside Mengyao, turning to Yushu. "Shu, you're still so cute. Do you remember Jianwen Bro?"
"Of course I do! He lost to my bro, how could I forget? Hehe! "Yushu waved at Jianwen with a smile.
A trace of gentleness flashed through Jianwen's eyes, but he quickly recovered his smile. "Yeah, Yutian Bro's gone to the border now, and it's hard to see him. If he comes back, then all of us Songshan Young Masters will be back …"
A look of reminiscence appeared on Jianwen's face. "Back in the day, under Yutian Bro's leadership, how glorious were the Songshan Young Masters! Haha, we're all grown up now! "
"Are you staying here for Songshan, Bro Jianwen?" Mengyao asked casually.
"Yeah, I've decided to stay here since I came back, because my lil sis Yao Yao is here!" Jianwen smiled warmly as he looked at Mengyao.
Mengyao didn't know why, but she felt a little depressed. Jianwen's words didn't have the intimacy they had when they were younger, and Jianwen's attitude made her feel uncomfortable instead.
"Ah, is that so? You're welcome then …" Mengyao forced a smile.
They were talking when Lin Yi came back with a plate of food. This restaurant only sold set meals, and Lin Yi ordered three of them randomly. Anyone who wanted to eat could have whatever they wanted.
Lin Yi, on the other hand, kept his eyes on Jianwen. This guy knew Mengyao, but Lin Yi wasn't sure if he'd do anything to Mengyao.
"Mister, you're sitting in my seat. If you want to keep sitting here, you can ask the waiter to add another chair." Lin Yi said as he put the tray on the table. It was a three-seater table- they could add another chair, but it'd be a little cramped.
"Haha, Yao Yao lil sis, who is this? Aren't you going to introduce me? " Jianwen's words were polite, but there was a dark look in his eyes. He was clearly pissed off at Lin Yi for asking him to give up his seat so rudely.
Jianwen didn't move at all as he spoke, showing no intention of giving up his seat to Lin Yi. Evidently, Lin Yi wasn't even worthy of being called an opponent in his eyes!
He was wearing a shirt worth tens of kuai, and a pair of black casual pants. His outfit didn't even add up to two hundred kuai. How could someone like this be a match for the Four Young Masters of Songshan?
"Oh, he's Lin Yi, Yao Yao's bodyguard and shield!" Yushu was the first to get to the point.
"Bodyguard and shield?" Jianwen paused, not understanding what this bodyguard and shield meant … It'd be understandable if it were just a bodyguard, after all, a rich young miss wouldn't lack bodyguards, but a shield … That made him think of something … Shield … That was a very alluring profession …
"He's my boyfriend!" Yushu explained with a smile.
"Shu!" Mengyao glared at Yushu helplessly, but for some reason, she didn't refute or explain …
Mengyao's glare, however, turned into a pout in Jianwen's eyes. As far as he was concerned, Mengyao and Lin Yi's relationship was probably a secret. Pengzhan would never let his daughter marry a man who wore clothes that cost less than two hundred kuai, and who needed women to pay for their meals. So, their relationship was probably a secret!
But Yushu had already exposed her, and Mengyao could only glare at her angrily. Jianwen didn't feel good about this at all. Fuck, a poor kid like him wanted to climb up the ladder? Was he dreaming?
"Oh, so you're lil sis Yao Yao's boyfriend!" Jianwen stood up. No matter what, this kid was Mengyao's boyfriend now, so he could be considered a rival. His level was a little low, but he had the ability to win Mengyao's heart. Jianwen wouldn't let his guard down. He extended his hand to Lin Yi. "Hello, I'm Jianwen, lil sis Yao Yao's big bro. We can be considered childhood friends."
Jianwen thought that Lin Yi would be surprised and not know what to do after hearing his name, but he was disappointed- Lin Yi acted as if he didn't know him at all. He extended his hand faintly. "Mister An, my hand was stained with vegetable soup just now, I hope you don't mind?"
"I …" Jianwen's face froze. He looked at Lin Yi's hand, which was stained with oil. He didn't know what to say. If he shook hands with Lin Yi, he'd dirty his hand, but if he didn't shake hands with Lin Yi, he'd made the first move. Wouldn't he look like a gentleman if he went back on his words?
Helpless, Jianwen could only shake hands with Lin Yi with a bitter face.
"Lin Yi, Mengyao's follower." Lin Yi introduced himself faintly.
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