Song Enzhi said yesterday that she wanted to make some gifts for exchange, and then the gifts received in return would be split evenly with Meng Chuyue.
Hearing about such a great deal, Meng Chuyue not only agreed promptly but also decided to make some extra ones, aiming to rake in a few more returns.
Xiao Yuan, watching the two amusedly banter, felt emotional inside: Both the Second Miss and Meng Chuyue are formidable individuals.
Although they were essentially enemies, they could interact like good friends, which was indeed an unexpected turn of events.
After noon, Su Jinnian finally arrived with Shen Ci in tow.
Han Zheng didn’t come.
Of course, he wanted to, but he worried that if he went too, Su Xiufeng and Song Ting would hold them both back, so he decided to stay put and let Shen Ci take the lead.
If possible, Shen Ci wanted to conceal his relationship with Meng Chuyue, pretending to be Su Jinnian’s friend and acting low-key.
However, Su Xiufeng had people investigate Meng Chuyue, and he had been engaged to her, plus they were both public figures; it was impossible to hide.
Yet, upon arriving at the Medicinal Garden, he didn’t first pay his respects to Su Xiufeng but went directly to find Meng Chuyue.
The people in the Medicinal Garden hardly had time to be surprised by Su Jinnian’s arrival before being stunned to learn that Shen Ci was Meng Chuyue’s fiancé.
Mainly, they were astonished by his demeanor and looks.
Ah, he must have been specially crafted by the heavens to match Meng Chuyue, right?
Otherwise, how could he be so handsome and have such a great temperament?
Many saw that he bore some resemblance to Song Enzhi and Song Ting in appearance.
But no one jumped to conclusions.
Firstly, Song Ting was known for his strict adherence to rules.
Secondly, they believed that good-looking people often looked alike.
Most have elegant eyebrows and bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth.
Although not everyone looks similar, at least three out of ten people bear similarities to each other.
Upon first seeing Shen Ci, Song Enzhi was dumbstruck, but she quickly smiled with relief.
Coming to see Meng Chuyue under such circumstances could only mean true love.
She was happy for Meng Chuyue.
She covered her mouth with her hand and laughed, "You two chat, I’ll excuse myself for now. Chuyue, remember to come find me after talking."
Meng Chuyue waved her hand generously at her, "Go on, I got it."
Once Song Enzhi had left, Meng Chuyue closed the door of the pharmacy. Just as she was about to initiate a kiss with Shen Ci, her body suddenly lifted into the air, and by the time she realized, she was already in his arms.
Before she could make a teasing remark, her lips were sealed.
Her mind went blank as she struggled to regain her will, only to find that Shen Ci was kissing her particularly fiercely today, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
It seems he really missed her a lot.
She felt a twinge of heartache, her mind blanked again, and she had no room to think of anything else but entangling lips and teeth with her beloved.
It took a while for Shen Ci, his gloomy mood soothed, to slowly let go of Meng Chuyue.
But he soon hugged her again, sitting together on the small bed in the room.
He leaned his forehead against hers, "Yueyue, I want to live here with you, or else I’ll go mad."
If it weren’t for the need to take care of Han Zheng and Zhao Xiaoxin, he would have rushed over here long ago.
And if Song Ting weren’t his biological father with an otherwise decent reputation and had not been commendable in his recent actions, he would have made a move against the Song Family by now.
Meng Chuyue lifted her hands to cradle his face, "Tomorrow we’ll negotiate with Su Xiufeng for the condition of giving me the freedom to move around during the day. If she agrees obediently, that’s the end of it; otherwise, I will poison both her and Song Ennian."
If it hadn’t been for her wanting to help Shen Ci better understand Song Ting, she would have used this tactic to turn defeat into victory long ago.
Shen Ci didn’t ask why Meng Chuyue knew how to poison. He held her tightly, "Thank you, Yueyue, I know you’re enduring all this for me."
Meng Chuyue scoffed lightly, bumping her little head against him in dissatisfaction, "Saying such distant words, what a fool."
Shen Ci hurried to admit his fault, "Yes, yes, it’s my fault. I won’t say such silly things again."
After saying that, he kissed her deeply again.
In the past, when he heard those love stories of life and death separations, he always found them exaggerated, but his recent personal experiences had made him realize that actually, the stories were quite understated.