Chapter 62 Intention:

"Huh?" Fang Shengyun showed a little surprise, "Isn't this your friend?"

"...Yes." Shen Boyan responded, his eyes still falling on Meng, who was smiling and chatting with the people around him. Xinqiao said, "He is my friend."

Fang Shengyun narrowed his eyes.

After Shen Boyan finished speaking, he picked up his wine glass and walked towards Meng Xinqiao. Seeing how straightforward he was, Shen Boyan couldn't figure out his intentions, so he stood up suddenly and followed quickly.

As soon as he got closer, he heard Fang Shengyun say to Meng Xinqiao: "Mr. Meng, long time no see."

Fang Shengyun swung his wine glass: "It seems that I have never seen you at the banquet before. I really didn't expect that I would bump into you this time.

" He looked very decent, but the smile on his face always made him feel a little strange in Shen Boyan's eyes.

"I'm also new to City C. I'm not familiar with the place, so I'm afraid of making a joke." Meng Xinqiao answered openly, "I also wanted to make some contact this time, so I came here shamelessly." "

It just so happened that Professor Shen also came here. " Yes." Fang Shengyun said with a smile, "Hey, where is Mr. Cheng Wen?"

He looked at Shen Boyan, who shook his head and replied, "

Ah, Professor Shen is here." He looked completely unaware and said politely, "It's such a coincidence that I meet you here."

"It's quite a coincidence." Shen Boyan replied lightly.

Shen Boyan looked at Meng Xinqiao. But Meng Xinqiao only had this decent smile on his face, and had no intention of telling Shen Boyan what he was about to do at the banquet.

"Haha, I've always wanted to have a good chat with Mr. Meng." Fang Shengyun took the initiative to intervene in the conversation between the two and changed the topic, "Mr. Meng has done a lot of big things in Seener recently."

"Excessive praise. "Meng Xinqiao smiled modestly, "It's just a small matter, it's just started, and it's still in the trial and error stage."

"You call this trial and error." Fang Shengyun chuckled, "Then I am..."

"Isn't this what I am doing? It's just a joke."

As they were talking, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open again.

The door shaft made a heavy sound. Shen Boyan looked around and saw that behind the slowly opening door, Cheng Wenjun, whom they had been talking about, walked in quickly.

Compared to Meng Xinqiao's calmness, Cheng Wenjun's whole person felt even more decadent and cold than the previous few days. Even though the suit was ironed properly and the shape was quite refined, the tired bloodshot eyes and the increasingly gray and haggard complexion made him look inseparable from the word "embarrassed".

He saw the three people standing by the door at a glance, especially when he touched Shen Boyan next to Meng Xinqiao, his expression became even colder, as if he was seeing an enemy.

Fang Shengyun paused.

"Hey, isn't this Cheng Wenjun?" He smiled and waved, "Why are you here?"

The corners of Cheng Wenjun's lips twitched.

Facing Fang Shengyun, he still forced a smile.

"Something happened and I was delayed for a while." He turned his head and looked at Meng Xinqiao coldly, "It seems to have a lot to do with Mr. Meng."

Meng Xinqiao's original smile faded.

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his eyes, "It actually has a lot to do with me."

His casual look looked particularly dazzling when it came to Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun's face darkened uncontrollably.

"Mr. Meng really doesn't know anything?" There was obvious ridicule in his tone.

"That can't be taken seriously." Meng Xinqiao turned his eyes, looked at Cheng Wenjun, and said something playful.

"Mr. Cheng," he invited calmly, "could you please take a step to talk?"

Shen Boyan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Meng Xinqiao is not usually like this.

And, to put it another way, what does he want to do?

He tried hard to control his expression and looked up at the two of them.

"Oh?" Cheng Wenjun twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Of course you can take a step to talk."

He smiled softly: "Let's go, Mr. Meng."

Meng Xinqiao's smile looked more sincere.

He put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."

Watching Meng Xinqiao and Cheng Wenjun go away, Shen Boyan's heart was filled with emotions.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and met Sheng Yun's gaze above him.

Fang Shengyun had a strange expression. When he and Shen Boyan looked at each other, he raised his eyebrows.

"Shall we go too?"

He raised his chin and pointed in the direction the two left.

Shen Boyan's heart moved.

Did Fang Shengyun guess something?

Shen Boyan was not sure about Fang Shengyun's attitude, but thought his behavior was strange.

As for Cheng Wenxiu's poor acting skills under Cheng Wenjun's shell, Fang Shengyun could see that... it

seemed that it was not completely impossible.

"Let's go quickly." Fang Shengyun urged openly.

"Let's go." Shen Boyan no longer hesitated and nodded.

So they followed him furtively.

After the first two people left the banquet hall, they walked along the winding corridor towards the depths of the hotel, and finally stopped on a terrace at the end.

Shen Boyan and Fang Shengyun were hiding behind the folding doors of the terrace.

This is a position where you can vaguely hear the voices of the two people over there without being discovered.

"Mr. Meng." Shen Boyan heard Cheng Wenjun speak, "You called me here to explain how you stole Feijin's company secrets?"

Meng Xinqiao laughed.

"Theft shouldn't be counted," he said. "It just happened to be that a product was released before Feijin."

"Really?" Cheng Wenjun sneered, "Is it just such a coincidence?"

"It happened to be all the publicity in Feijin. After calling it out, you Seener launched such a similar product. What do you want me to think about this 'coincidence'? "

"In fact, this project has been started before I came here," Meng Xinqiao was not at all afraid. "I only chose to launch it after recently overcoming technical difficulties. And -"

he smiled gently: "Seener's project was established two years ago, and I remember that Feijin was only finalized this year."

"In terms of time, ask It shouldn't be you who have this problem, right?" Cheng Wenjun frowned.

"What does the time of project establishment mean?" He said, "Of course, it is useless to talk about these things now. I really want to know one thing."

"Oh?" Meng Xinqiao looked at him, "What does Mr. Cheng want to know?"

" You approached Shen Boyan." Cheng Wenjun said with a stern expression, "It's because you wanted to get Fei Jin's information from him. What did you know from him?"

Shen Boyan, who was hiding behind the door, was stunned.

He didn't expect that Cheng Wenjun's thoughts would turn in this direction.

Meng Xinqiao was also a little surprised. He showed a dumbfounded expression and said, "You are mistaken."

"Professor Shen is obsessed with academics. I have never thought about getting anything from him."

"Then you approach him. For what reason?" Cheng Wenjun obviously didn't believe it. "Did you fall in love with him at first sight and want to interfere with our marriage?"

Meng Xinqiao did not answer this question.

"Mr. Cheng, didn't you think about it before taking over this project?" he said suddenly.

"What?" Cheng Wenjun didn't know why.

"This project seems promising and lucrative. But how come you never thought that your uncle, Cheng Wen'an sent by your uncle, and you had no interest in taking over before?"

Meng Xinqiao raised his head, He looked at Cheng Wenjun with a half-smile.

"What about the interest in taking over, what about my past, I..."

Cheng Wenjun originally frowned in displeasure, but as he muttered, he suddenly realized something and looked at Meng Xinqiao in shock.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean by my past?"

Shen Boyan's brain buzzed.

He leaned against the cold wooden door, like a thief breaking into a confrontation, watching Meng Xinqiao look at Cheng Wenjun calmly and premeditatedly.

"Can't you guess it?" Meng Xinqiao smiled.

"You should have guessed it."

Cheng Wenjun's pupils tightened, and the bloodshot eyes were particularly ferocious.

Shen Boyan even heard Fang Shengyun, who had been watching the show on the side, utter a very soft "Holy shit".

But he only felt that his heart was falling in an unknown direction like ice water.

Meng Xinqiao, what on earth are you going to do?