From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Zhong Zhouyuan: I forgot to ask where you work. Your brother asked me to give something to you when I came out.

Meng Liu made an appointment with him to meet tomorrow morning and put down his phone to go to sleep.

The restaurant's working hours are not eight to five, but start after noon. If nothing happens, you will get off work at eight o'clock in the evening. However, if there are guests in the private room, you will need to work overtime until the guests leave.

This is also the reason why Meng Liu made an appointment with Zhong Zhouyuan in the morning.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Meng Liu finished washing and walked downstairs lightly.

From a distance, I saw Zhong Zhouyuan smoking under a big tree. He had changed his clothes today, a black T-shirt and dark blue jeans. They were all very simple styles and they didn't look cheap when worn on him.

"hello."

Zhong Zhouyuan put out his cigarette when he saw her. He picked up the bag placed aside and handed it over.

Meng Liu took a look and saw two more coats.

"Your brother asked me to take care of you." Zhong Zhouyuan said unnaturally.

Meng Liu understood: "Thank you, I'll give you the money."

"Need not."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

After they left, Meng Liu called Meng Yang's class teacher.

"Hey, sister!"

"When did you ask Zhong Zhouyuan to take care of me?"

Meng Yang was a little puzzled: "No, I haven't even said a few words to him, and he seems to have gone out to work like you a few months ago."

Meng Liu understood and asked about Meng Yang's recent results before hanging up the phone.

I don’t understand his purpose, let’s just say it’s pursuit. Doesn’t he already have a girlfriend? It's not a pursuit, it's so good but it's quite inexplicable. Just leave it alone.

Meng Liu's job was to start at 12 o'clock, but in fact she had nothing to do at the beginning. It was not until 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon that the private room she was responsible for welcomed the first batch of guests today.

They are a group of men in suits and ties, probably here to discuss business.

The leading man is very handsome, and his suit is very well-tailored, with smooth lines, and it doesn't look cheap at first glance.

Everyone took their seats one after another. Meng Liu came in with a teapot, and the air suddenly fell silent.

She dutifully carried the teapot and poured tea for everyone.

One of them, an older man in his forties, glanced at her: "Has your waiter changed?"

Everyone's eyes were on her, and some Chang Lai also agreed: "It seems so."

"There was a round-faced girl here before."

Meng Liu smiled and replied: "The waiters in each private room of Shishangju rotate every month. The one you mentioned should be in the Danqing Pavilion now. Do you need me to ask her to come over?"

"No, no, no, just change it."

"No, this one is even more beautiful now."

The most handsome man never spoke, and kept scrolling through his phone casually.

Meng Liu smiled lightly and put away the teapot and retreated.

The focus of the men's conversation quickly shifted to business matters, sometimes talking about investments and sometimes projects. After Meng Liu cooperated with the kitchen to serve all the dishes, he went to the small cubicle outside.

There's nothing wrong with her now. She only needs to go in when the customer calls her.

Their meal didn't take long. They opened two bottles of red wine. It seemed that there was still another half. Meng Liu almost died from laughter before sending them off. Today's work is over here.

She exhaled. The waiter was really tired. The main reason was that in the service industry, she had to maintain a good attitude in everything she said and did. She was a little uncomfortable with it.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about changing jobs. But what would you exchange for that four-digit deposit now? Once I resign, I won’t even have a place to live, so I can only hang out like this for the time being.

After that day, Zhong Zhouyuan came to see Meng Liu whenever he had something to do. She only agreed once or twice out of ten times. This man didn't talk much. Every time he came over, he would either bring some food or a cup of milk tea.

No matter what his purpose is, Meng Liu is not interested now. She just wants to make money quickly and quit this job.

Zhong Zhouyuan asked Meng Liu again, but she strongly refused. He only said that this time he really had something that Meng Yang gave her.

Meng Liu thought it would be better to explain it clearly in person, so he agreed.

He came empty-handed and took out a piece of paper from his pocket as soon as he saw her.

Meng Liu took it and glanced at it. It was a certificate issued by the village committee. The original owner ran away in a hurry and brought nothing except his ID card. After arriving in the imperial capital, he learned that migrant workers need to apply for a temporary residence permit and need a certificate issued by the village.

So the original owner called his brother's class teacher and asked Meng Yang to help him.

She forgot to ask last time, but she didn't expect that after it was done, Meng Yang didn't mail it to her, but mailed it to Zhong Zhouyuan.

After getting the certificate, Meng Liu was in a good mood: "Thank you."

Zhong Zhouyuan: "You're welcome. Have you eaten?"

Meng Liu shook her head. She had just gotten up and hadn't had time yet.

"Let's go."

Meng Liu declined: "No need."

Zhong Zhouyuan looked over intently: "Why? We have grown up together, right? Are you still afraid that I will sell you?"

"No..." Meng Liu pursed her lips, but chose to speak directly, "You have a girlfriend. It's not appropriate to eat alone with me."

Zhong Zhouyuan smiled: "How did you know that I have a girlfriend?"

Meng Liu raised his head in confusion, isn't it? But Lin Miao said so definitely.

"Have you inquired about me in private?" He continued to ask in a good mood.

Meng Liu's face was burning. She said this as if she was secretly thinking about Zhong Zhouyuan.

"The girlfriend I'm talking about is you."

Meng Liu looked at him in shock.

Zhong Zhouyuan said seriously: "I like you, Meng Liu."

"Uh...I don't understand..."

He continued to explain: "I came to you these days, I thought you would understand more or less. After returning from that dinner, someone happened to ask me if I had a girlfriend. I said yes, but I didn't tell them who my girlfriend was. you."

Meng Liu: "..."

She didn't understand. The two people obviously had no connection. When did she become his girlfriend?

"I like you and want to be with you seriously. You will be my girlfriend sooner or later anyway, so there's nothing wrong with saying it in advance, right?"

It seems like that, but something feels weird...

Zhong Zhouyuan looked at her confused look and laughed softly: "You know everything about my family. I have nothing to do with them since I came out. You and I are the same. We have similar growth experiences in this world. I’m afraid it’s just you and me. From now on, I will try my best to lead you to live a good life, do you think so?”

Before Meng Liu even understood what he said, his hand was held.

This guy is really fast. Is it too late for her to say no?

She clearly came to reject him today, so why did she hold his hand for no reason...

Zhong Zhouyuan did not take her to those small restaurants, but found a Cantonese restaurant with an average price of about 200 per person, and ordered a lot of morning tea snacks.