Chapter 63 I am someone you don’t trust.

Cheng Wenjun stared at Meng Xinqiao, and after a long while he let out a breathless laugh.

"So you're still alive." He said, "I thought you were dead a long time ago."

"That's not the case." Meng Xinqiao's smile was much calmer than that of Cheng Wenjun, "You are still in a vegetative state. How could I die so quickly while alive?"

Cheng Wenjun's eyes trembled suddenly: "You..."

"You actually..."

Meng Xinqiao let out a meaningful chuckle.

Cheng Wenjun breathed heavily. He wanted to say something, but he held it back as if he was worried about something.

"I didn't expect it." He repeated, "I didn't expect it."

"That's what you wanted to tell me."

"Absolutely." Meng Xinqiao looked at him.

Cheng Wenjun snorted coldly.

He never wanted to communicate with Meng Xinqiao again, so he turned around and walked away.

Shen Boyan suddenly came to his senses and hid with Fang Shengyun in a half-open door on the side, barely escaping Cheng Wenjun.

This seemed to be a utility room, with rows of cabinets densely packed.

Shen Boyan accidentally bumped into the sharp corner of the locker, and felt a sharp and sharp pain on his back. Before he could react, Fang Shengyun beside him asked, "Have you known this for a long time?"

"What?" Shen Boyan was surprised and turned around despite the pain.

"You have known for a long time that Meng Xinqiao is Cheng Wenjun." Fang Shengyun said, "right?"

"..."

Shen Boyan didn't know how to answer.

He admitted it but it wasn't true, and he didn't admit it. He was silent for a while and asked: "What about you?"

"Me? I don't know." Fang Shengyun shrugged and said with a smile, "Of course, there are speculations... After all, it can be regarded as the same as this. I had some contact with Mr. Meng, and it felt a little strange. "

I guess there must be something wrong."

Shen Boyan licked his lips.

"So you discovered it too." He said dryly.

"You too, and me too." Fang Shengyun smiled, "It seems that you have known it for a long time."

"That's right." Shen Boyan was really not good at concealing, so he could only admit it.

"I don't know if he has something to hide." Fang Shengyun straightened up and said, "Don't say anything, just be alone."

He looked back at Shen Boyan, who was still standing there: "Let's go, let's go Don't stay here, it's so annoying."

Shen Boyan was half-pushed and left the grocery room with Fang Shengyun.

As he left, he subconsciously glanced at the terrace where Meng Xinqiao and Cheng Wenjun were talking just now.

At this time, the terrace was completely empty. Except for the rustling wind and a few fallen leaves picked up by the breeze, there was no one around.

Meng Xinqiao has probably left long ago.

As Shen Boyan thought this, his heart became increasingly filled with astringency.

He slowly followed Fang Shengyun and returned to the banquet hall in a daze. Under the bright and dazzling light, he looked around but did not see Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun is probably gone. Shen Boyan guessed.

But he saw Meng Xinqiao at a glance. Meng Xinqiao stood in the center of the banquet hall, chatting with the people around him gracefully and comfortably. The golden light fell, making his smile easy and elegant.

Although they were only a few meters apart, Shen Boyan always felt that he was very far away.

Fang Shengyun took the champagne from the waiter and greeted him. Shen Boyan watched helplessly as he chatted with Meng Xinqiao and raised glasses. The champagne in the glass swayed, and a similar, tacit smile appeared on the two people's faces.

He knows, so do they recognize each other? Shen Boyan thought again.

He did not take the initiative to step forward like Fang Shengyun. His feet seemed to be frozen, nailed to the spot and unable to move.

Why did Meng Xinqiao do this?

Shen Boyan knew in his heart that this matter was originally a dispute between him and Cheng Wenjun. But now, Meng Xinqiao suddenly revealed his identity and intervened forcefully in their dispute.

One more person is threatened with life.

It doesn't take much effort to figure out that this system will definitely not let Meng Xinqiao go. Moreover, instead of dealing with Shen Boyan, the system will most likely turn directly to Meng Xinqiao, whose origins are unknown and whose supporters are unknown.

So what does Meng Xinqiao want to do?

Does he want to protect Shen Boyan and draw all the system's attention to himself?

Shen Boyan couldn't think about it anymore.

He understood that this was a very correct logic. He is also a person with vested interests, and Meng Xinqiao is really protecting him.

But he really didn't feel happy at all.

Cheng Wenjun was nowhere to be seen. Shen Boyan walked around in place, unable to eat anything, so he turned around and left.

After he left the banquet hall, he stopped a car and prepared to go home. While in the car, he took out his mobile phone and saw a message from Meng Xinqiao.

Meng Xinqiao: [Are you there? Why didn’t I see you? ]

Shen Boyan suddenly didn't want to reply to him. 【gone back. 】

Finally, he just said.

Meng Xinqiao seemed a little surprised: [So early? ]

Shen Boyan replied: [Well, I'm a little tired. ]

He was indeed tired. He leaned on the back seat of the taxi, feeling exhausted like a tide.

Meng Xinqiao said: [Okay. ]

He didn't ask, he just said: [Be careful. ]

Shen Boyan looked at the two messages from Meng Xinqiao, and for some reason, he felt like he had guessed it.

Guess Shen Boyan heard what he said.

Why couldn't Meng Xinqiao guess it?

The only one who can't guess is himself.

Shen Boyan closed his eyes. ...

When Shen Boyan opened the door, the house was empty, not even a ghost.

Cheng Wenjun was not in the banquet hall or at home. He must have gone crazy somewhere.

Shen Boyan took a shower and changed into a suit. Just as he was about to go back to his room, the door of the room suddenly heard the beep of the code lock.

After that day in punishment mode, Shen Boyan was a little nervous about the sound. His back tensed and he stared at the door, only to see Cheng Wenjun push the door open and walk in furiously. Eyes facing each other.

Cheng Wenjun's eyes flashed with uncertainty.

He did not take the initiative to call Shen Boyan and remained uncharacteristically silent.

Shen Boyan raised his eyes and asked calmly: "What's wrong?"

There was no wave in his tone, as if he was really just expressing doubts about Cheng Wenjun's inexplicable standing motionless in the entrance hall in the middle of the night.

Cheng Wenjun, however, could not keep his composure.

His breathing was a little heavier. After a while, he suddenly said: "How is your relationship with Meng Xinqiao, Xiaoyan?" He was doubting me.

Shen Boyan knew it as soon as he heard it.

"It's okay, we can be considered friends." Shen Boyan said.

He did not admit that he already knew Meng Xinqiao's identity, but asked frankly: "Do you think I leaked your company's secrets?"

Cheng Wenjun paused: "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you want to ask? ?" Shen Boyan looked at him quietly.

"No, I..." Cheng Wenjun paused, "I feel more and more that this person is really weird. His purpose and origin are unclear. I'm worried that you will be deceived by him."

"Oh." Shen Boyan There were some inexplicable emotions in his heart, but they were overwhelming at the moment, making his tone unconsciously sharp. "You don't have to worry about it."

Cheng Wenjun seemed to bite his back teeth.

These days, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the relationship between him and Shen Boyan was harmonious or tense.

But Shen Boyan's coldness was enough to make him anxious and angry. At this moment, he couldn't control his temper and raised his voice a bit: "I really don't understand."

"Xiaoyan, we are obviously married, and I obviously like you so much. Why do you always treat me like this, like an enemy?" Same?"

His expression was mixed with a bit of confusion and a bit of ferociousness: "Did I do something to make you hate it?"

He finally couldn't help it.

Shen Boyan thought as if nothing happened.

"You said it yourself." Shen Boyan replied coldly, "We agreed to marry each other and not interfere with each other. How come we are here with you, and if you like me, do I have to agree?"

"I always thought that the friendship between you and me back then was I haven't forgotten." Cheng Wenjun said, "Don't you think of me as a friend at all?"

"Are friends and lovers the same?" Shen Boyan asked.

"It was you who was late without saying a word. I didn't even see you when I went abroad. For so many years, you haven't been willing to contact me at all. I don't know what you are doing, and you don't know what I am doing. Can we still be considered friends?"

He stared at Cheng Wenjun, as if he saw another person through Cheng Wenjun.

"Can we still be considered friends? Ask yourself, does it count?"

"If it doesn't count, then on what basis do you want to kidnap me?"