Chapter 88 I want to pursue you.

Many elders came to Qin Xiaoran's engagement party. This was also the first time Shen Zhiyi met her parents. Compared with her two happy-go-lucky children, her father was more serious and old-fashioned. He held the microphone and gave a fake speech about being a good father. Qin Xiaoran rolled his eyes secretly beside him, and when he looked at Shen Zhiyi, he made a face.

Shen Zhiyi curled her eyes at her laughter. Meng Qiming noticed and asked her curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"No," she shook her head and reached for the wine glass, only to find that the half-drunk glass she had drunk before was gone, and Pei Yu just happened to have an extra one in his hand. The lipstick marks on the rim of the glass revealed its owner.

She looked at Pei Yu in confusion.

Did you take the wrong cup?

"Mr. Pei got the wrong one," Meng Qiming had been paying attention to her and asked the waiter for a new cup. "Drink this one."

Shen Zhiyi said "hmm", her expression normal, as if she didn't feel anything. This made Meng Qiming believe his guess even more.

He asked softly, "It may be a bit presumptuous, but are you single now?"

It's no wonder he asked this. Pei Yu and Shen Zhiyi hadn't spoken to each other since they sat down. He even avoided looking at each other on purpose. And Pei Yu's attitude was...

After asking this question, Pei Yu seemed to look at him, his eyes cold and full of undisguised displeasure.

Not understanding why he suddenly asked this, Shen Zhiyi had nothing to hide, so he nodded, "Yeah."

really.

Meng Qiming smiled, clinked his glasses with hers, and said frankly and openly, "Zhiyi, I want to pursue you."

The parents of Qin Xiaoran's fiancé were still giving speeches on the stage. The sound of everyone chatting was masked by the volume of the microphone and could only be heard by the people closest to them. However, Meng Qiming deliberately raised his voice so that the people on the other side could hear it.

Pei Yu looked at the wine in the glass that was creating tiny ripples and chuckled faintly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Mr. Meng——"

They had only met a few times in total, and she didn't expect to suddenly hear such a confession-like sentence. After Shen Zhiyi realized what was going on, she was about to refuse.

Although Meng Qiming is a good person, she does not have any romantic feelings for him, and she has no plans to start another relationship for the time being.

As if he had guessed what she would say, Meng Qiming smiled gently and stopped her from saying anything. "Don't be in a hurry to reject me. I also have the right to pursue love, don't I? Don't worry, I will try my best not to cause you any trouble."

Shen Zhiyi said apologetically, "Don't waste your time on me."

"How can you say it's a waste of time?" Meng Qiming disagreed with her words, "Don't feel burdened."

The two of them were talking in low voices. Qin Xiaoran on the stage had already seen this scene. She looked at Pei Yu who was still drinking without saying a word, and she was so anxious that she wanted to go over and help him.

After the elders finished their speeches, Qin's parents chatted with a few friends. Knowing that Pei Yu was also there, they complained to Qin Xiaoran for being ignorant and why he placed him at the back, and then they walked over here.

"Pei Yu," Qin's father patted his shoulder, "It's been a long time since we last met. How have you been lately?"

Pei Yu nodded. He was not very enthusiastic in front of his elders, but others were used to it. "It's OK."

Father Qin joked, "Still alone? Don't you plan to have a girlfriend?"

"Dad," Qin Xiaoran's eyes went dark when he heard him mention this, and he tried to stop him.

Pei Yu clinked glasses with him, his long eyelashes drooping, covering the expression in his eyes, and said in a light tone, "You have this plan." "That's good," Qin's father looked relieved, "If you really have this idea, I can help you get in touch. There are many girls in the Qin family, and there may be one you like."

Pei Yu smiled faintly, "Thank you, Uncle Qin."

Qin Xiaoran followed his father to other tables to greet each other. Before leaving, he looked at Shen Zhiyi twice with concern. She sat quietly in her seat, looking at her phone with her head down. Her emotions could not be seen, but Qin Xiaoran felt that she must have heard what had just been said.

If I had known things would develop in this direction, I would have separated the two of them.

Shen Zhiyi did hear it, but she was not as sad as Qin Xiaoran imagined. She had given herself countless vaccinations, so when the needle came down, it didn't hurt that much.

The second half of the engagement banquet was held outdoors. At this time, the elders left and most of the people left were young people, or the kind who got along well with Qin Xiaoran. They worked with her to liven up the atmosphere and even invited a famous band to perform live.

Because Xiao Dong liked this band, Shen Zhiyi recorded a video and sent it to her. When she turned around, someone bumped her arm. She didn't care at first, but the person suddenly stepped aside and blocked her way.

The man stared at her, "Are you an actor?"

Public figures are probably always asked this question. Shen Zhiyi nodded and walked around him.

The man caught up with her and stopped her again, "Did Master Chen invite you?"

The Mr. Chen he mentioned was Qin Xiaoran's fiancé.

"No."

Shen Zhiyi didn't want to talk to him, and since he was blocking her way, she changed direction.

"Don't go," the man said with a grin, "I haven't heard that Qin Xiaoran has an actor friend. I'm also her friend, so we're friends if we round it off. Wanna have a drink?"

As he said this, he handed over a glass of wine. Before Shen Zhiyi could refuse, he seemed to have not held the glass firmly, and the glass tilted, spilling all over her, right on top of her.

The dress was made of thin material, and after being soaked by the wine, it stuck tightly to her skin. There was an obvious wet mark from her chest to her lower abdomen, outlining her figure.

The man was still laughing, not trying to hide his malice, "Sorry, my hand slipped, my hand slipped."

Someone kindly handed Shen Zhiyi a tissue, and she slowly wiped the wet marks. She knew exactly what this person wanted to see on her face, anger, shame... He simply looked down on her identity, and simply felt that an actor without a family background was not in the same world as them. This might not be the first time he did this.

"Zhiyi," Meng Qiming hurried over and was startled by Shen Zhiyi's embarrassment. He looked at the man in confusion. He was a familiar face. "What's going on?"

The man knew Meng Qiming, but he didn't expect that he also knew such a little actor. He smiled playfully, then immediately changed his expression and said apologetically, "I accidentally spilled the wine on this lady. I'm so sorry."

There were many people at the party, and accidents like this were unavoidable. Meng Qiming put his coat on Shen Zhiyi's shoulders to cover the marks for her, "I'll take you to change your clothes."

Shen Zhiyi stood there without moving.

Unable to take her away, Meng Qiming stopped in confusion, "What happened?"

Without answering him, Shen Zhiyi threw away the wet tissue and looked around, as if looking for something.

A figure came into her sight.

　The heroine is not looking for the hero.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)