Popular ex-boyfriends are begging me to get back together

Song Zhen did what he had always wanted to do, took a plate and poured water on Xie Zhaoyi's head.

The only regret is that it is dessert, not Chinese food.

He kind of missed the table scraps in Dingfeng Pavilion.

But even so, he felt refreshed.

I even regretted it a bit, I had too many worries before, and I should have done this long ago.

Thinking of Xie Zhao's embarrassing appearance in front of the waiter, with a head full of cream and jam, he thought it was funny.

He even felt that eating with Xie Zhao was not so uncomfortable. After eating, he poured a cover on his head, perfect!

But in this way, the withdrawal of the planning case should also become a thing of the past.

Song Zhen didn't think it was a pity, he was very excited now.

At the beginning, he didn't want this plan to pass, because he didn't want to waste his energy on this kind of child's play, just fool around and let it go.

After all, this thing was only used by him to vent his emotions at the beginning, and it was not a story at all.

Song Zhen is obsessed with cleanliness in her works, not just for her own reputation.

So even if he wanted to leave the company, he didn't want to be perfunctory.

Originally, he planned to discuss it with Xie Zhao.

If you can leave the stars directly, of course it is the best.

No matter how bad it is, it is okay to withdraw this and change to a better notebook.

It's just that now this road is blocked by himself.

Now that there is no room for change in this matter, he has an idea instead.

He wanted to make this a miniseries.

In this way, the volume will not be too large, and it is also suitable for picking out and modifying the ideas inside.

The most important thing is that the shooting time of the miniseries will not be very long, he can quickly solve this matter, and then untie the stars.

He thought in his heart that when the time comes to perform "Watching Games", he can write the script while waiting for the play.

After the filming of "Watching Games", the project can be directly approved for shooting.

And during this period of time, it happened to give him a break-in with Yiyi's holographic film.

perfect!

The more Song Zhen thought about it, the more feasible he felt, and he took out his phone to contact Jiang Ji.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a surprised voice: "Zhenzhen!"

Song Zhen raised his head and saw Meng Zang'an standing not far away looking at him, beside him was a pair of elegant middle-aged man and woman.

Meng Zang'an came over naturally: "Why are you here?"

Song Zhen: "Talk about business."

Meng Zang'an's eyes flickered slightly. This restaurant is regarded as the most high-end French restaurant in Beijing. Who would come here to discuss business.

But when he looked at Song Zhen's clear eyes, he couldn't help but believe him.

With his paranoia, this is simply impossible.

But it was so natural that all of this fell on Song Zhen.

He introduced the middle-aged couple to Song Zhen: "This is my parents."

He introduced Song Zhen to his parents again: "This is Zhenzhen, mine..." He paused, then said, "Friend."

Song Zhen was a little embarrassed.

After all, it's too embarrassing to meet the ex-boyfriend's parents.

The Meng family's parents were very understanding, greeted him, and went to the seat first, leaving only Song Zhen and Meng Zang'an.

Song Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, only then realized that the faces of Meng's parents looked familiar, as if they had seen them on the news.

He used to know that Meng Zang'an's family background was good, but he didn't expect it to be this good.

But he didn't care, he exchanged a few words casually, and then said: "Your parents should be in a hurry, I don't want to disturb you, I'll take my leave first."

Meng Zang'an smiled: "It's okay, I'm just performing my duties as a driver today, and I'm leaving too."

"I think you're a little drunk. If you didn't call the driver, why don't I take you home."

Song Zhen was not very willing, and evaded: "No need, I will just call the driver."

He originally thought that Meng Zang'an would mess around, but he nodded in agreement: "Be careful on the road."

Song Zhen: "..."

Seemingly aware of what he was thinking, Meng Zangan smiled lightly: "You said you didn't like this, I want to try to change."

Song Zhen was a little surprised, but then a little relieved that his ex-boyfriend finally had someone who could understand human language.

It's just that after Meng Zang'an finished speaking, he didn't leave, and seemed to be sending WeChat beside him.

Song Zhen didn't bother, and called a substitute driver, but the other party said it would take more than half an hour to come.

Song Zhen frowned, he was a little dizzy now, and just now he was sweating a little emotionally, so he really wanted to go back to take a shower and sleep.

Meng Zang'an just finished sending the WeChat message. Seeing him standing there hesitantly, he immediately understood and asked, "How long will the driver be waiting for?"

Song Zhen said vaguely, "It's okay."

Meng Zang'an seemed to share the same feeling, and said: "The surrogate driver at this point is the busiest, and this is a bustling area, and the traffic jam is serious. It is said that it takes ten minutes or half an hour, but sometimes it is too late to wait for an hour. It might not be there.”

Song Zhen: "..."

Meng Zang'an was very considerate: "Why don't I take you back first, you give the car keys to the waiter, and when the valet driver arrives, just ask him to drive you back."

Song Zhen still hesitated.

Meng Zang'an said again: "We are friends, aren't we?"

Song Zhen felt dizzy more and more dizzy, and guessed that he would not be able to support the substitute driver, so he did as Meng Zang'an said.

Then he followed Meng Zang'an to the elevator.

As he was walking, he suddenly realized.

Wait, when did I become so wary of Meng Zang'an? !

But without waiting for him to think about it, Meng Zang'an suddenly said: "I'll go buy some lemonade on the way later, hangover, you drink it, you will feel better when you go home and sleep."

Song Zhen: "...I don't want lemons!"

Meng Zang'an: "What about grapefruit tea?"

Song Zhen: "..."

Meng Zang'an: "Okay, let's make grapefruit tea. I remember you like sweet ones. I'll ask them to put more honey..."

Xie Zhao came out from the other side with half-dried hair, just in time to see Song Zhen and Meng Zang'an getting on the elevator together.

His steps stopped immediately.

Meng Zang'an supported Song Zhen with his arm.

He lifted his head up, meeting his gaze.

However, Meng Zang'an didn't show any surprised expression, and didn't even bother to show him a provocative expression. He glanced at him casually, then lowered his head again, looking at Song Zhen.

It seemed that Xie Zhao was no longer his rival, so there was no need to bother with it.

Xie Zhao's palm was clenched tightly.

It's that look.

No matter whether he was in the Xie family before or later went to the Lawrence family, those people always looked at him with such eyes.

As if he was just an insignificant bug.

Their ignorance made him more uncomfortable than their bullying.

Xie Zhao struggled to suppress the inferiority complex, anger, and tyranny.

At this moment, it surged down like an avalanche, crushing all his rationality.

Meng Zang'an helped Song Zhen into the car, and went to buy another cup of grapefruit tea.

Song Zhen drank grapefruit tea, opened the car window a little more, and the cold wind blew into the car along the gap, which at least made him feel less drunk.

After his sanity returned, he realized it later.

It takes an hour for the driver to arrive due to the traffic jam during peak hours.

It was all Meng Zang'an's nonsense, and he blamed himself for letting down his vigilance and believing his nonsense.

Meng Zang'an glanced at him, just in time to see his face change, obviously wanting to understand.

He smiled: "I really didn't lie to you, otherwise, if you wait another ten minutes, the driver will call you and say that there is a traffic jam on the road and will come later."

Song Zhen didn't believe it.

But after about ten minutes, his cell phone rang, and when he connected, he was really a substitute driver, and he even said exactly the same words as Meng Zang'an.

Song Zhen hung up the phone, still a little confused.

"You didn't arrange this driver, did you?!"

Meng Zang'an laughed: "This is the order automatically arranged by the software. How can I have such great skills."

This is true.

But Song Zhen was still puzzled: "Then how do you know that the substitute driver will not be able to make it because of the traffic jam?"

The corners of Meng Zang'an's lips are still hooked: "The city center is the most congested. It may take more than an hour for the driver to pick up a ticket and drive out, but the cost of each ticket is about the same. Most of the drivers will choose to go first. The orders outside the city were delayed by the phone, and after an hour, the traffic in the center of the city was cleared, and we just drove out."

Song Zhen: "..."

He was dumbfounded: "How do you know this?"

Meng Zang'an: "Just guessing."

Song Zhen: "..."

He nearly choked to death.

Still couldn't hold back and asked, "Then what if the driver really arrived in half an hour today?!"

"Oh." Meng Zang'an showed an innocent expression, "That's why I guessed wrong."

He paused, and added the second half of the sentence, "But you are already in my car."

Song Zhen: "!!!"

Your mother, Meng Zang'an!

Sure enough, you are still the annoying you!

Meng Zang'an glanced at the angry Song Zhen, but laughed instead.

Song Zhen looked at him with crazy eyes: "You are so boring, playing with people is fun, isn't it?"

"I'm not kidding you." Meng Zang'an's tone became serious, "Zhenzhen, I said before that I will change the things you don't like, but I can't completely change my character."

"So, I can only set a rule for myself, as long as you ask me, I will never lie to you."

Song Zhen froze for a moment, then said, "You don't have to do this."

Meng Zang'an said softly: "I still remember that you said that you hate being deceived, even if it is real ugly, it is better than false beauty."

"I am such a person, whether you accept it or not, I will stand in front of you without reservation."

"No need." Song Zhen was not easily moved, "Didn't you say that we are friends, I have relatively low requirements for friends, you can continue to pretend to be beautiful."

Meng Zang'an: "..."

He shot himself in the foot.