[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

Zhang Yunlei and Guo Qilin walked out of the hospital relatively silently. Qiao Qiao hurried up from behind. The three of them and their assistant hurried to the parking lot and got into the commercial vehicle.

They were all relieved when the car drove away from the hospital. Guo Qilin couldn't help but look at Qiaoqiao with a nervous expression on his face, "It's the first time I see Sister Meng's mother, and I feel... so strict!"

Zhang Yunlei smiled wryly. It was also the first time he saw Wen Meng's mother. He always felt that the old man had seen through something. He never thought that the first meeting would be like this.

Qiaoqiao used to have the same impression of Meng Jiru, but after getting to know Meng Jiru more, she felt different, so she quickly comforted, "Don't be nervous, anyway, we have to meet sooner or later. Sister Meng's mother used to be a teacher. Now I have settled in the United States with my husband, so it would be nice to come back two or three months a year, but...Brother Braid, you have to be mentally prepared. Aunt Meng doesn’t like the entertainment industry and entertainers very much. Although she likes Germany very much Yunshe, but she will never agree to Sister Meng's association with you, and you will definitely have to see her face in the future..."

"...I saw it just now," Zhang Yunlei sighed. Just now, Wen Meng's mother came in suddenly. He was not mentally prepared at all, and he didn't even let go of Wen Meng's hand in time. She might have discovered it long ago, so that's why He looked at himself so indifferently, but that's okay, he was finally prepared, "Don't worry, seeing this time, I've already figured it out."

"But don't worry too much. As long as Sister Meng recognizes you, Aunt Meng can't decide what Sister Meng thinks. Also, Sister Meng's stepfather, Mr. David, is a very good person. He will definitely support Sister Meng. Even if Aunt Meng doesn't like you, she will listen to his ideas. As long as you don't let Aunt Meng get off the stage and make her very angry, she will have nothing to do with you. Besides, Aunt Meng looks very strict, but as long as she agrees, You will be very kind to people," Qiaoqiao shared with him everything he knew, hoping that he could learn from experience and lessons, and try his best to help.

"Okay, I got it, thank you, Qiaoqiao," Zhang Yunlei was somewhat relieved to hear her say that. Wen Meng is very independent, so her parents should not be able to influence her thoughts. As long as she agrees, then she must have a chance of winning .

"Well, that's fine, don't be discouraged, I'm super optimistic about you and Sister Meng!" Qiao Qiao reminded again.

Zhang Yunlei nodded gratefully, sent Qiao Qiao home, and then returned to the rose garden with Guo Qilin.

Since Wen Meng is ill, Guo Qilin's shooting can only be postponed, and the studio also proposed to replace him with other photographers. After that, I went to make up the rest of the photos the next day.

Yu Xinxin asked Wen Meng to rest for a few more days, and also told Meng Jiru about the situation. Although she was not the daughter-in-law of her biological son, Yu Xinxin and Meng Jiru got along very well, respecting and understanding each other.

Wen Meng woke up the next day and felt much better. She no longer needed to inhale oxygen, but the allergic pimples had not subsided for the time being, and she needed another two days of fluid infusion before being discharged from the hospital.

Seeing that her daughter was fine, Meng Jiru was relieved at last, and made her favorite light meal from home, specially made soup for her, "Mengmeng, mom made you your favorite dish, waiting for you to eat That's fine."

"Well, thank you, Mom." With her mother's company, Wen Meng felt much more relaxed. She opened the insulated lunch box and chatted with her mother while eating, "Mom, are you leaving in a few days?"

"I can't rest assured that you are like this. Anyway, your uncle still has something to do. Let's talk about it when you are better. I have already called him. I think he will come here today." Meng Jiru brought her food, Seeing her eating with gusto, I couldn't help smiling, and hugged my daughter's long hair.

Send, "Mengmeng, tell mom the truth, did you shoot for Guo Qilin and Zhang Yunlei yesterday?"

Wen Meng froze for a moment, stopped her chopsticks, and looked at her mother, "What's wrong?"

Meng Jiru knew her daughter's personality, so she had to explain everything clearly, otherwise she either really didn't understand, or pretended not to know how to go around in circles with you, and refused to answer directly. Have you fallen in love with that Zhang Yunlei?"

"Cough!" Wen Meng took a sip of the soup, was taken aback by her sudden question, choked and said, "No, mom, what are you talking about?"

what?Can people still see me? "

"Why does he look down on you? How can you not be worthy of him?!" Meng Jiru didn't like to hear her daughter belittle herself like this. After thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong, and then changed her words, "Bah, even if he likes you, I will I don't agree either, Mengmeng, let me tell you, it's best if you don't fall in love with him, if you really fall in love with him, break up with me as soon as possible!"

"Mom, what are you talking about? We didn't have this kind of thing in the first place. If you say that, people will think that we are really in a relationship. How can I work when the newspapers are published?" Wen Meng said with chopsticks Poke the rice, a little tasteless.

"It's good if you know how good you are! Mengmeng, it's not that mom doesn't want you to fall in love, but she's afraid that you'll get hurt. Mom also knows that not every artist is bad. Mom also likes Deyun Club. She knows that it's not easy for them. You are a good boy, even if you like someone else, even if you are in the Deyun club, you have to be nice, treat you well, behave well, and your mother can accept it, but he can't." Meng Jiru knew that his daughter likes the entertainment industry At the beginning, she insisted on not allowing her to enter this circle, and it was also to protect her daughter from being harmed. However, after arriving in the United States, she changed a little bit, and her daughter's relationship has not been smooth. Now as long as she likes, she can compromise, but Zhang Yunlei is the only one. , she absolutely does not agree.

Wen Meng glanced at her mother helplessly. She really didn't want to talk about this topic, so she took another sip of soup and couldn't help but defend him, "Don't you also like his cross talk?"

"I like his cross talk, but I like his works. It's different from him being my son-in-law. My mother doesn't think he's a good job. She also admits that the kid is good-looking, tall, and good-natured. If he is not so famous and has not experienced those bad things, as long as you like it, mother agrees, but now he is popular, and you are not unaware of his injuries, and his health is not good, you will suffer in the future Yes! How can mother want you to serve others?" Meng Jiru also admitted that Zhang Yunlei is a good child, but he is not willing to be a son-in-law. She always thinks about her daughter's future, "If I say this, you And don't dislike it, of course mom wants him to be healthy, but for your sake, even if mom makes you hate me, she won't let go."

"Mom, I understand." Wen Meng knew what her mother meant, smiled slightly, and comforted her, "I'll listen to you."

"This is my mother's good daughter. Mom will find a good boy for you in the future. Don't worry, ah," Meng Jiru was happy when his daughter obediently agreed, and gave her another piece of meat, "Eat some meat." .”

"Well," Wen Meng could only smile and continue eating, but this time the food was not as delicious as before.

After eating, Wen Meng got up for a walk, then went back to bed and lay down on the phone, and fell asleep without knowing it.

Seeing that her daughter was asleep, Meng Jiru put her mobile phone away, covered her with a quilt, left the ward, and called David in the corridor, "Are you here? Yes, it's upstairs, you can come up directly."

She hung up the phone, then looked up, just in time to see Zhang Yunlei on the other side of the corridor carrying a fruit basket and some food, walked over slowly, saw her standing at the door, and hurriedly said, "Hello, Auntie, I'll come and see Mengmeng. "

Meng Jiru raised his eyebrows, smiled, stopped him, and said, "Young man, Mengmeng just fell asleep, so don't disturb her. Since you're here, I happen to have something to say to you."

Zhang Yunlei's heart sank. Fortunately, Qiaoqiao vaccinated him yesterday, so he was a little bit mentally prepared for what Wen Meng's mother would say today, so he forced a smile, stood with his hands tied, nodded and said, "What do you say?" .”

Looking at him, Meng Jiru couldn't bear it, but for the sake of her child, she could only harden her heart, "Mr. Zhang, I just want to ask you if you have a good impression of my daughter."

Zhang Yunlei couldn't bear to call herself that, and shook his head quickly, "Don't, don't call me teacher, I'm a junior in front of you, I don't dare to be, just call me by my name, since you told me Now that this matter is over, let me tell you the truth, I am serious about Mengmeng, not on a whim, I have known her for half a year, and we have known each other, this matter is my initiative, I really like it If you want to treat her well, don't make things difficult for her."

Hearing what he said, he took the responsibility on himself. Meng Jiru sighed, feeling a little pity, but continued, "Okay, since you said that, let me tell the truth, I I don't agree with you being together, even if Mengmeng likes you, I won't agree. You should know better than me what your own physical condition is, and I don't want to use this to hurt you, but as a Mother, you must be considerate of your daughter in everything. Mengmeng looks very independent and strong, but I am her mother, and I know her. She is not as strong and independent as you see. You are a star, and now you are very popular Da Zi, many people are staring at you. Whether it’s performances or private life, it’s a topic of conversation after dinner. I don’t want my daughter to be judged and gossiped by them. I hope she has a stable life. In life, there is a safe boy to take care of her and love her, but now you...can't even take care of yourself. I can't let my daughter take care of you and revolve around you, so please give her up and don't bother her. Don't come and go."

Although he was mentally prepared, Zhang Yunlei felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick in his heart when he heard these words. He bowed his head slightly and remained silent for a while, took a deep breath, raised his head again, and looked at Meng Jiru with firm eyes. , with a sincere tone, "Auntie, I know you are doing it for Mengmeng's best, and I can understand your painstaking efforts, but I cannot promise you to give up Mengmeng. I like her and want to be with her forever. I understand your concerns. , you think I'm a star, but I don't think so, I'm just a cross talk talker, an ordinary person, not as godlike as you say, and I can guarantee that I can protect her well and not let her be harassed , my injury is gradually improving, and I will fully recover after taking out the steel plate. It may take a few years, and I don’t need her to take care of me. I can take care of myself and her. If you don’t believe me, I will use my actions to make you believe me in the future." He paused, put the gift and fruit basket in front of Mengjiru, and bowed to her, "You may be angry if I say so, But this is all from my heart, since you don't want to, then I won't go in today, the thing is my little idea, you can take it in and eat, I will go first, please take care of your health."

After speaking, he smiled at Meng Jiru, turned around and left.

"You..." Meng Jiru didn't expect him to be so firm in his refusal, and what he said was logical and well-organized. He was speechless for a while, and could only look at his back and glance at the things on the ground with some annoyance. , put them by the wall, ignored them, and went back to the ward.

Zhang Yunlei felt a little depressed, didn't look back, walked forward with his head down, when he reached the stairs, he almost bumped into a person, he was startled, and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I didn't look the way, I'm sorry. "

"It's all right, young man."

The man's tone was a little strange. Zhang Yunlei looked up and found that it was an old man from a foreign country.

Prepare to go downstairs.

"Young man, are you the cross talk... called... Zhang Yunlei?"

Zhang Yunlei froze for a moment, looked back at him, nodded subconsciously, and said, "Yes, you also like cross talk?"

Although Deyun Club has also toured in North America, there are still only a handful of foreigners who can really understand cross talk. I can't help being a little surprised to see that he can recognize himself.

"Oh...it's you, the one who likes Wen Meng, right?" David stroked his beard, smiled brightly, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Wen Meng's stepfather, David."

"Oh, hello, I'm Zhang Yunlei." Hearing this, Zhang Yunlei hurriedly reached out and shook his hand with a slight bow, "Sorry, I don't know... Are you here to see Mengmeng?"

"Yes, but before watching her, I think it is necessary for me to talk to you. How about we go to the next floor?" David has watched several cross talks with Meng Jiru, so he can more or less distinguish the actors After listening to Meng Jiru's complaints yesterday, I was even more impressed with him.

"Okay," Zhang Yunlei sighed in his heart. He really didn't expect to see Wen Meng's stepfather when he came to visit today. He obediently followed behind him, went down a floor, walked to the window in the corridor, and then stood still. , "Do you have something to say to me?"

David looked at him and smiled, feeling that the young man in front of him was not as bad as Meng Jiru said.

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