ed his glasses up, smiling as he pulled Ren Xiaoya into his arms and covered her mouth. "You little thing, you speak without thinking, always saying whatever comes to mind. There's no malice.""You're..."Pregnant!" Xiao Qing covered her mouth and nose, her voice filled with surprise. "Congratulations to you, Vice President Xiang, successful twins! You don't look pregnant at all!"

Towards the end, she smiled gently at her.

Meng Lan reached out to touch her stomach. Perhaps she felt the wonder of the little life, and her expression softened slightly as she smiled and answered for her, "Perhaps you guys are just too young. A woman's pregnancy isn't noticeable in the first three months. Where could you possibly see a bump"

"But feeling her belly, it should be a girl. It seems Mr. He's going to have his dream come true." Menglan's eyes showed a hint of envy, time really flies, Xiang Wan already has a second child.

And her Truly the same age but a different fate!

"Thanks for your good wishes, but lately your boss, He is constantly in my ear about wanting a daughter. It's driving me crazy." Xiang Wan complained softly, but the sweet smile on her face couldn't be hidden.

Dream Lan saw that the happiness was written all over Xiang Wan's face, and she understood how much He Han Chuan doted on her every day. Envy welled up in her heart at the same time as a sourness.

"Come on, come on! Since the deputy general isn't joining us, we can't be a downer. Let's keep playing!" Lao Niu quickly chimed in to rally everyone.

The waiter soon came over with the equipment for the "Musical Chairs" game. Dreamland had luckily dodged a few rounds earlier, watching everyone doing pole dancing and wall kissing as punishments for the previous rounds. This time, she wouldn't escape, thinking about the previous tragedies that happened to others. She chose "Truth or Dare," drew a card from the waiter's hand, and opened it to see what was written on it.

Hua Hua rushed to her face and read out, "Is the person you liked during your student days still in this city"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Huahua and Lao Niu burst into cheers, their eyes widening with excitement, clearly eager to hear the juicy gossip.

No one saw the fleeting sorrow in Menglan's eyes. Clutching the card in her hand, she chuckled softly, "He's here."

"Wow!" Huahua exclaimed, clapping her hands on the table. This girl's personality changed once she started drinking. She became incredibly outgoing, like a completely different person from the one who had just walked in. "So, how are things going now"

Meng Lan tilted her head and smiled at her, "This is the next question, right"

"Okay." Huahua was a little disappointed and quickly urged Lao Niu to start the next round of games. Unfortunately, Menglan got caught again, so she had no choice but to draw another card.

Hahua, "Are you still in touch with the person you liked in school"

It seems there's no escaping this issue. Menglan's fingers trailed over the words on the card, her eyes darkening. Before she could speak, Hancheng picked up his glass. "I'll drink to that," he said, raising it in a toast.

"No, no, how can you not follow the rules of the game" HuaHua mumbled不滿.

Han Cheng's face was already grim. He raised his cup, his eyes slightly more forceful, "I'll drink first."

Hahua was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak. Menglan let out a faint smile and timely pressed down on Hancheng's hand that was holding the wine glass. Her tone was nonchalant, "He, is getting married soon."

Her voice in answering the question was not loud, yet it reached every person present.

Yua and a group of design department employees were all extremely awkward. The room fell silent for a moment, feeling strangely tense.

Only Han Cheng's face was covered in anger, just about to speak when a ringtone suddenly rang from his pocket. He hurriedly walked out of the private room.

Seeing everyone's solemn expressions, Meng Lan laughed as if she were an outsider. She cocked her brow and raised her cup to the group, "Don't stop! It's all in the past. I don't care anymore, keep drinking."

When she said she didn't care, the employees relaxed and clinked glasses with her.

Meng Lan's smile remained unchanged. She reached out and picked up a wine glass, silently drinking a large gulp.

Yes, she doesn't care anymore, does she

Everyone said there would be a day when you could tell the story with a joke, and it wouldn't matter anymore.

Perhaps it had been too long since she'd had a drink, for the burn caused her to cough several times. She coughed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes.

"Miss Meng, be careful, if you cry, your makeup will run." Menglan was resting her face on the table when suddenly a tissue appeared in front of her.

"Thank you," Menglan looked up, her gaze meeting Zheng Xi's handsome face that was magnified before her. Just as she was about to take the tissue from his hand, she saw his fingertips lightly rubbing against her palm.

Meng Lan froze, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

In the world of adults, she was being blatantly flirted with and wasn't foolish, so she naturally understood.

"But it's alright, with Miss Meng's looks, even if she cried and smudged her makeup, she would still be beautiful." Zheng Xi raised his glass on the table and toasted her, "Drink your fill, if you get drunk, I'll send you home."

Meng Lan chuckled softly, swaying the glass of wine in her hand and watching the liquid refract in the light. She asked in a hushed tone, "Is this how Judge Zheng usually charms women But I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, I have no place for you to visit."

"No home" Zheng Xi thought she was joking, laughing again, "Miss Meng is becoming more and more interesting. No home, so you wouldn't be sleeping on the streets"

Suddenly, Menglan's breath hitched like a gust of cold wind had passed through her, and she pressed her red lips tightly together.

Living in the Feng family's home would probably be many times scarier than being on a busy street, but how could someone like Zheng Xi, who is used to such luxury and comfort, possibly understand

She shook her head helplessly, then swallowed another gulp of wine. Zheng Xi saw her smile inexplicably and felt a shiver down his spine. Damn it, wouldn't this woman really sleep on the street

Han Cheng hung up the phone and returned to his seat. Seeing Zheng Xi so close, his face turned particularly ugly. He walked over, gripped Zheng Xi's arm tightly, and spoke unhappily, "I'll send her, no need to trouble Judge Zheng."

Zheng Xi watched Han Cheng's intense possessiveness, fearing he would even touch a single hair on her head. Helplessly, she drank the cup of wine that hadn't been toasted.

But a woman with stories is always charming, and he was becoming more and more interested in Menglan.

"It's getting late, I'll send you back, okay" Han Cheng helped Meng Lan on her shoulders and asked gently.

Mulan was a little drunk, and she didn't really feel like playing games anymore. She hummed softly in response, said goodbye to Xiang Wan, and followed Han Cheng out of the restaurant.

Han Cheng told her briefly, then went to the underground parking garage to get the car. Meng Lan stood in the evening breeze, looking up at the sky.

It was early spring, and although the weather was warming up, there was still a chill in the air at night. Menglan shivered, pulling her collar tighter and tucking her hands into her pockets.

"Your live painting skills are really terrible, you actually won first place!" Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out. It was just Kua Long who walked out from the restaurant.

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