On the day I was kicked out of my parents’ home, I had a flash marriage with the richest man.

Meng Zhidong's face turned red instantly.

Even Jiang Yimo blushed in public.

She couldn't deny it because she really liked Meng Zhidong. If she denied it, how would Meng Zhidong feel in public?

But if she didn't deny it, she had already been explicitly rejected by Meng Zhidong once, and if she was rejected again in public, she would be the one who would feel embarrassed.

How will she face her colleagues in the future?

Aren’t you going to be laughed at by them?

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant, and it was impossible to move forward or backward.

The same is true for Meng Zhidong.

He didn't like Jiang Yimo. If he rejected Jiang Yimo in public, wouldn't that make the girl lose face? If he didn't reject her, he was afraid that Jiang Yimo would misunderstand him.

At this time, Jiang Yimo spoke up, "Don't say I want to confess to President Meng. How many girls here want to confess to President Meng? Why don't we play a game? All the girls write a love letter to President Meng, without signing their names, but only using fake names as a mark. President Meng chooses the love letter and reads it out in public. The chosen one will have the honor of dancing with President Meng. How do you think?"

Jiang Yimo is very smart. She immediately threw all the questions directed at her and made things difficult for her back to everyone else.

Everyone urged her to confess her feelings, not because they wanted to help her, but because they simply wanted to make fun of her.

In everyone's mind, Meng Zhidong and Pei Jiayin are a couple, even though they have always been more friends and less than lovers, everyone still thinks they are a couple.

It is precisely for this reason that girls who like Meng Zhidong dare not confess their love to him.

How could they be as pretty, capable, and well-off as President Pei!

No one dared to challenge Pei Jiayin.

Now that Jiang Yimo said it was just a game, almost most girls wanted to try it.

What if the love letter she writes is touching enough and is chosen by Meng Zhidong? She can then dance with Meng Zhidong.

Wouldn't it be possible to create some sparks while dancing?

Meng Zhidong was very unhappy.

The party itself was mostly boys and girls.

They want to have fun and find other men, why involve him?

When he was a monkey in a zoo?

Seeing Meng Zhidong's face turn cold, En Ning hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Don't let Mr. Meng play alone! Let's play together! All the men should join! Write love letters to each other's favorite girls. Mr. Meng should write one too!"

"The staff member who writes the best will win a mysterious prize!"

When Enning spoke, everyone cheered and joined the confession team.

The referees were naturally En Ning and Jiang Fei, and there were also a few staff members who already had boyfriends or girlfriends helping to distribute paper and pens.

Since it's a confession by everyone and no real names are used, even the shyest person would dare to give it a try.

In the end, of course, Meng Zhidong received the most love letters.

The female employees also received some love letters.

Jiang Fei did not let go of Pei Jiayin who was sleeping in the tent. She went to the tent and came back with a piece of paper.

Jiang Fei first showed the love letter to En Ning.

There was only one sentence written on it: "Go after whoever you like. I wish you happiness."

What kind of love letter is this!

This is to push Meng Zhidong out.

Enning and Jiang Fei were unable to help Pei Jiayin rewrite because her handwriting was too flamboyant and too easy to recognize and imitate.

Enning thought about it and decided to take a gamble.

She added the abbreviation of Pei Jiayin's name, "PJY", under Pei Jiayin's letter.

In fact, Meng Zhidong could probably recognize who wrote it as soon as he saw the handwriting. Adding the name was just to remind Meng Zhidong that he must choose Pei Jiayin.

Because of the current situation, only by pulling Pei Jiayin out can Meng Zhidong be helped to block those bad peach blossoms.

Meng Zhidong was very clear at this moment that if he didn't find someone to act as a shield, it would be difficult to end today's situation.

If I randomly choose someone and dance with her, I will definitely get into a lot of trouble in the future.

Don't say anything about the rumors, what should you do if the other party sticks to you?

Should I refuse firmly or politely?

No matter which choice you make, it’s a brain-burning one.

He is really not good at dealing with relationships between men and women.

In fact, Meng Zhidong didn't want to choose Pei Jiayin. The relationship between them had finally been clearly defined, and there were fewer rumors. He really didn't want to have anything to do with Pei Jiayin anymore.

But he had to choose Pei Jiayin.

Because among all the girls in the audience, there is no more suitable candidate than Pei Jiayin.

After Enning's hint of marking, Meng Zhidong hesitated for a long time and made the final choice.

The love confession letter written by Pei Jiayin is much better than those corny love words, and is also easier to read.

But after hearing the letter, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

This is a love confession game, who wrote the letter? It's totally out of context!

Meng Zhidong read out the following signature.

Since the rules prohibit writing real names, everyone guessed for a while. Isn’t that abbreviation Pei Jiayin’s name?

En Ning and Jiang Fei clapped together and shouted, "President Pei and President Meng, please dance!"

Since the boss shouted this, the employees of Enning Company applauded and echoed him.

The employees of Meng Zhidong's company did not dare to disobey their boss's wishes. The letter was selected by the boss himself, so of course they had to agree with the boss and shout along.

The employees of Pei Jiayin's company had long regarded Meng Zhidong as their boss's husband, and they applauded and cheered the loudest.

Jiang Fei immediately followed the advice, got up from the ground, ran to the tent, and pulled out Pei Jiayin, who was still half asleep.

Some employees also chose to write love letters, and five pairs in total were formed, and they danced ballroom dance together to the music.

Meng Zhidong and Pei Jiayin were surrounded by everyone.

They danced the best and most beautifully, like butterflies dancing in the night.

In the dancing flames of the bonfire, their shadows were tightly intertwined, like a pair of lovers deeply in love.

After the dance ended, thunderous applause and cheers rang out all around, and people raised their wine bottles and clinked them together to drink.

Everyone had a great time in the evening. Pei Jiayin was happy too, and of course Meng Zhidong was happy too.

Until going to bed at night, Meng Zhidong could still feel the touch of Pei Jiayin's soft little hand on his palm.

Pei Jiayin couldn't sleep again and tossed and turned in the tent.

Enning shared a tent with her and couldn't sleep because of her noise.

When asked what was wrong with Pei Jiayin, she couldn't explain it, so she simply lifted the quilt and sat up.

"I'm used to my bed and can't sleep."

En Ning was tired after a day of sleep and was too sleepy to open her eyes. She waved to Pei Jiayin and said, "If you can't sleep, go out for a walk. Be careful not to bring mosquitoes into the mosquito net."

Seeing that Enning fell asleep after he finished talking, Pei Jiayin got up quietly, pulled the mosquito net, and walked out of the tent.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the wind is a little chilly.

She wrapped her coat tightly around her and walked towards the river.

The bonfire used for the bonfire party has been extinguished, and the surrounding street lights and small LED lights are on. The surroundings are dotted with stars, which is very dreamy and romantic.

Pei Jiayin didn't expect that Meng Zhidong couldn't sleep either. He was sitting on a big rock by the river, staring blankly at the sparkling river surface under the moonlight.

The moon tonight is very big and round, and its silver light illuminates the entire night.

Pei Jiayin walked over and greeted him first, which scared Meng Zhidong.

He also didn't expect that Pei Jiayin couldn't sleep either.

"What are you thinking about?" Pei Jiayin asked.

"What do you think I'm thinking?" Meng Zhidong asked instead of answering.

Pei Jiayin shrugged. "How should I know? Are you thinking about Jiang Yimo? She's a nice girl, straightforward and simple, and very direct, not like a scheming woman with deep thoughts. You two are a good match!"