Chapter 115 No need for Mr. Meng’s advice.

When Shen Zhiyi arrived, Secretary Qin came out to greet her at the perfect time. He took the bag of clothes from her hand and led the way to the reserved box. "Dinner is ready. Miss Shen, please eat first. Mr. Pei will probably need another half an hour to finish."

Before Shen Zhiyi could say anything to refuse, Secretary Qin said, "Miss Qin is next door. Let me tell you, she will be here soon."

Looking at Xiao Dong who was following behind Shen Zhiyi, Secretary Qin smiled slightly, "I have also booked a small private room downstairs. Please, Miss Dong, take a detour with me."

Xiao Dong was shocked: "Do I have food to eat too?"

This is great too!
Xiao Dong didn't think too much about it now that he had something to eat. He waved to Shen Zhiyi and went downstairs happily with Secretary Qin. He didn't think at all about why she had to go to the private room downstairs instead of eating with Shen Zhiyi.

Because she walked too fast, Shen Zhiyi, who wanted to call her to eat together, was unable to stop her in time and had to go into the box by herself.

Qin Xiaoran was still next door accompanying her future mother-in-law, and would send messages to Shen Zhiyi from time to time, complaining about how picky her mother-in-law was.

After settling Xiao Dong, Secretary Qin returned to the private room upstairs, spoke a few words to the waiter in the outer room, handed the bag of clothes to him, and then walked around a few screens to the inner room. Several group presidents were talking, and CN President Meng Qiming was also there, dealing with others like a fish in water.

"Mr. Pei," Secretary Qin walked up to Pei Yu and whispered, "Ms. Shen is having dinner."

Meng Qiming next to him raised his eyes as if he realized something.

Pei Yu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, put down the wine glass, and stopped others from pouring him more wine.

The man asked, "Mr. Pei doesn't want to drink anymore? Is this wine not to your taste?"

The wine was brought by Meng Qiming, who looked over when he heard this.

"I don't want to drink too much," Pei Yu said lightly without elaborating.

The man stopped asking questions and started talking about other things. Because Meng Qiming had a good temper, the topic soon turned to him.

"I heard that Mr. Meng is considering getting married? He bought a new house in Australia a while ago as a wedding house."

"News spreads really fast," Meng Qiming smiled, his expression gentle, not angry at being teased about his personal affairs, "I do have this idea, and I'm old enough."

"Boss Meng is still young," another person said, "Boss Pei is about the same age, and he hasn't thought about these things yet, so Boss Meng doesn't have to worry."

A few days ago, when they were going out to play, someone asked Pei Yu indirectly when he would consider getting married, but in the end, he didn't get any results. Instead, he became unhappy and left early.

I guess this person really has no intention of settling down.

"I am different from Mr. Pei," Meng Qiming said with a smile, his tone gentle but inexplicably meaningful, "I have someone I like, and I can't help but consider getting married."

The word "I can't help myself" made Pei Yu look sideways with a cold gaze. He leaned back slightly, straightened the wrinkles on his sleeves, and said nonchalantly, "Marriage is a matter between two people. Mr. Meng's one-sided wish cannot be counted."

Although they didn't say anything special, the atmosphere between them suddenly became subtle. Others couldn't figure out the situation and cautiously kept silent.

"Don't worry about it, Director Pei," Meng Qiming continued smiling, as if he hadn't heard the hidden meaning of Pei Yu at all. "I do need to work hard, but it's not a bad thing to prepare in advance. As long as she nods, I can arrange everything immediately."

"It's good to work hard, but being too persistent will only make people annoyed," Pei Yu lowered his eyes. The glass of wine in front of him was still half empty. In order to avoid being stained by too much alcohol, he did not touch it again. "If the other party refuses, Mr. Meng should also know what's good for him."

"Mr. Pei should say this to me, right?" Meng Qiming looked at him, the smile on his face gradually cooled. He was good at socializing and was polite to everyone. He was also particularly polite and careful when meeting Pei Yu several times. But today, his rationality was not online and he was provoked by Pei Yu's words.

When it comes to the woman he likes, even the most cultured man cannot maintain his composure.

"Me?" Pei Yu raised his eyelids and smiled faintly, "Do you think you can compare with me?"

He was referring to the importance of the two in Shen Zhiyi's heart.

Others didn't know the inside story, and their faces changed when they heard Pei Yu's words. They were afraid that today's meeting would be awkward, so they hurried to smooth things over. "Love is unpredictable. I think both of you will get your beautiful girlfriend. By the way, the house that Mr. Meng picked is really nice. If you set a date for the wedding, you must invite us."

I originally wanted to find out who the woman Meng Qiming likes is, but the current atmosphere is not suitable for bringing up this issue, so I had to give up.

Meng Qiming smiled and quickly changed the subject, but he did not appear to be as indifferent as he said. His fingers holding the wine glass were clenched tightly as he kept thinking about Pei Yu's words.

He and Pei Yu seem to be no different, both are the ones who take the initiative to entangle, but in the final analysis, he is one step behind him. Pei Yu has been with Shen Zhiyi and understands Shen Zhiyi better than he does, so naturally he weighs more in Shen Zhiyi's heart than he does.

He was inferior to Pei Yu in many aspects, and he didn't expect that he was still superior to him in terms of feelings. Meng Qiming felt uncomfortable and raised his head to sip the wine in the glass.

Half an hour later, when the party was about to end, Meng Qiming stayed until the end and saw the secretary beside Pei Yu take a shopping bag from the waiter.

He thought of the words "Miss Shen" that he overheard, and was not sure if he had heard it wrong, so he sent a message to Director Meng.

His knowledge of Shen Zhiyi's schedule was basically based on speculation, and he could occasionally get some information from his father. Now Shen Zhiyi should still be filming on the set.

I received a reply soon, Director Meng said Shen Zhiyi was not in the crew now.

He put away his phone and walked forward, "Boss Pei."

Although still very polite, his eyes were not so gentle. Meng Qiming asked directly, "Miss Shen is here too?"

He couldn't help but suspect that Shen Zhiyi's appearance here was related to Pei Yu.

Pei Yu pressed the elevator button, not to go to the underground parking lot, but to another floor, indirectly confirming Meng Qiming's guess, "So what."

Meng Qiming frowned, "What reason did you use to ask her out? Mr. Pei, Zhiyi has her own career. If you use the career she loves as a threat, that would be too despicable."

He knew Pei Yu's style. For someone of his status, it was easy for him to take advantage of someone, but his methods were also shady.

Pei Yu glanced at him calmly. He was not angered by his words. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Mr. Meng, you are worrying too much. She came to give me clothes, but I accidentally left them at her house last time."

This reason was ambiguous and thought-provoking. Meng Qiming had nothing to say and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The elevator opened, Pei Yu stepped out, and left a word as he turned around.

"I know how to please her. I don't need Mr. Meng's advice."

(End of this chapter)