The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 506 The Big Winner (Part Two): A Triple Win
The next day, at the airport.

"Zhang Wei, I'm going inside to wait for my flight. You can go back now."

At the boarding gate, Jian Ning took the suitcase from Zhang Wei and said.

Zhang Wei forced a smile and said, "It's okay, you go in first, I'll watch you go in before I leave."

Looking at the people passing by, there were many couples going through a breakup, just like them. Seeing what they did when they parted, a hint of envy flashed in Zhang Wei's eyes.

Upon hearing this, Jian Ning nodded, dragged her suitcase, and turned around to check in her luggage, but then thought for a moment and turned back.

Did you leave something behind?

Jian Ning smiled and didn't say anything. She simply let go of her suitcase, walked forward, and gently hugged Zhang Wei amidst his puzzled gaze.

"Keep it up, Attorney Zhang."

"..."

If someone happens to be coming out of the waiting area at this moment, they will be able to see Zhang Wei's lewd grin with his eyes rolling back.

This was even more exaggerated than when Jian Ning's mother first called him "Lawyer Zhang".

After a long while, until Jian Ning let go of him, Zhang Wei finally came to his senses and hurriedly said, "I will try my best. By the way, you must be careful when you are doing archaeology. Although it is different from the tomb raiding novels, it is still going into a tomb..."

Listening to Zhang Wei's nagging instructions, Jian Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

She paused for a moment and then added, "I don't know how long this will take. If I have time, I'll come back halfway through."

"That's fine, that's fine."

……

April 15th, Friday.

"Xinling, you said you'd treat me to dinner, is this the place?"

After getting off work in the evening, Wen Sheng looked at Xin Ling, who was sitting across from him, with a strange expression at a roadside barbecue stall two streets away from the studio.

Xinling, who had just finished get off work, was wearing a loose-fitting pure white cotton shirt, with the hem neatly tucked into dark blue high-waisted jeans, outlining a refreshing silhouette.

Her high ponytail was neatly and full, with a few slightly curled strands falling across her forehead and temples, giving her a casual look.

For some reason, Wen Sheng felt that apart from the first time he met Xin Ling after she woke up a while ago, when she seemed like a gentle little white flower, every time he saw her later, Xin Ling's appearance became more and more sunny.

"President Wen..."

"Alright, don't call me that when you leave work." Wen Sheng waved his hand and took a bite of a lamb skewer. "I can tell you don't usually want to call me that either."

"Hehe, you figured it out." Xinling chuckled, her eyes crinkling. "Brother Wensheng, I was thinking of inviting you to the restaurant, but..."

"Are you worried that I'll eat too much and make you spend money?"

"No, how could that be?" Xinling looked at him and said quietly, "If you want, I can take out all my savings to treat you to a meal."

"..."

The delicious lamb skewers made Boss Wen temporarily deaf, as if he hadn't heard her words.

Then Cyndi added, "I'm just worried that if I specifically invite you to a restaurant for dinner, you'll think I have ulterior motives."

"Huh?" Wen Sheng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why would you think that?"

“You’re my boss now. What if you think I’m trying to…” Xinling hesitated for a moment before continuing, “…take advantage of you sexually?”

"..."

Wen Sheng's eyelids twitched. Why did it feel like this was said backwards?
No, on the other hand, Cyndi probably wouldn't be happier!
"cough!"

Wen Sheng coughed lightly and said, "There's no need. We're still friends outside of work. There's no need to overthink these things."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you how you've been feeling since you started working here? Is there anything you're having trouble adjusting to?"

"No, the atmosphere in the studio is quite nice."

Xinling picked up a string of mushrooms, took a bite, and then said, "It's just that I rarely see you."

The chives were grilled perfectly, making Wen Sheng's ears so fragrant he almost lost his hearing.

Seeing this, Xinling pursed her lips, swallowed the mushroom in her mouth, and then said, "Brother Wensheng, are you deliberately keeping your distance from me?"

"..."

The kidneys were grilled quite well too.

"Brother Wensheng, let me toast you."

Seeing that he pretended not to hear when it came to this kind of question, Xinling wasn't annoyed. Instead, she poured two glasses of beer, raised one, and smiled.

Wen Sheng then replied, "We're all here for barbecue, why are you still toasting me?"

Hearing this, Xinling smiled, not in a hurry to answer. Instead, she tilted her head back and drank half of the wine in her glass before looking at him with bright eyes and saying, "Brother Wensheng, do you know what day it is today?"

"Today? It's Friday, a day off from work."

"One year ago today, I collapsed on the roadside, and you saved me."

Xinling's casual remark stunned Wen Sheng, and his hand, which was about to grab the lamb skewers, froze in mid-air.

But what he was thinking about at that moment wasn't saving Xinling a year ago today, but rather, it was the day he came into this world.

It's been a year.

On the corner of a shop on the street, a World Expo poster that had been torn off and faded caught his eye, instantly bringing back memories of a year ago.

Seeing Wen Sheng suddenly fall silent and lose his composure, Xin Ling also fell silent and silently drank the remaining half glass of wine.

She wasn't a big drinker; she rarely drank in the past. A glass of beer, though not much, made her face flush slightly.

After a while, Wen Sheng came to his senses, stared at the girl in front of him for a few seconds, and then picked up the beer in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

In a sense, Xinling, the person in front of him, is the first person he has crossed paths with since he came into this world.

Even though the other person had been lying in a hospital bed for almost a year, this kind of fate was far more wonderful than the somewhat far-fetched fate that I had told Yu Mo.

What a coincidence, how did it happen that I, who just transmigrated, ended up saving her?
"Brother Wensheng, you..."

"Jingle Bell!"

Just as Xinling was about to capitalize on the momentum, Wensheng's phone rang.

The delicate atmosphere was broken when Wen Sheng picked up his phone and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, Lanlan."

Xinling lowered her gaze and picked up a skewer of pork belly to eat.

"I'm eating out, so I'll probably be home later."

“Of course it’s not just me.” Wen Sheng glanced at Xin Ling in front of him and said with a smile, “Xin Ling is here too. She’s treating today.”

"..."

Xinling, who always eats elegantly, finished the pork belly in a few bites and then picked up a skewer of lamb to tear into, ignoring the phone call being made by the person in front of her.

Unsure of Nuolan's reaction on the phone, Wen Sheng finally spoke after several seconds: "You haven't eaten yet either?"

At this point, Wen Sheng hesitated, "If you come and eat with us... it might be inconvenient... how about I pack some for you?"

"No, why pack it? If it's not too much trouble, Sister Nuolan can come and eat with us!" Xinling suddenly looked up and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wen Sheng nodded and said into the phone, "Then come over. I'll send you the address in a bit."

"Don't bother me, Xinling is treating. She also wants to meet you. By the way, dress casually."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Sheng looked at Xin Ling, and Xin Ling looked back at Wen Sheng. Two and a half seconds later, they smiled at each other. Twenty minutes later.

Ms. Nuo, with makeup on her face, wearing a light pink dress, a white shawl, and nude high heels that made a "thump-thump" sound on the cement floor, stood in the food stall looking at the two people with greasy mouths in astonishment.

"You guys...are you having barbecue?"

Even though she had seen it with her own eyes, Nuolan still asked in disbelief.

"Yes."

Wen Sheng pointed to the large pile of signatures in front of him and the small pile of signatures in front of Xin Ling, and smiled at Nuolan, "Knowing you were coming, I just had the shop bake some more, it will be ready soon."

He paused, looked his beautiful ex-wife up and down, then frowned slightly and said, "Didn't I tell you to dress more casually? Why... I mean, you parked your car across the street and didn't get out for a while. Were you changing into high heels in the car?"

"..."

Nolan's expression suddenly became quite interesting; she hadn't even drunk any alcohol yet, but it was already starting to turn red.

After a long pause, she finally managed to say, "You didn't say you were here for barbecue!"

"I can't call you while you're driving, but didn't I mention the barbecue stall in my message?"

"I...I thought it was a road sign," Nuolan said sullenly as she sat down next to Wensheng.

When she saw that the address was a barbecue stall, she immediately ruled it out—no, she never even considered that Xinling would invite Wensheng to eat barbecue.

She thought there were some restaurants or hidden private eateries nearby, and that the barbecue stall was just a landmark.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone out dressed like that.

As for Wen Sheng's previous comments on the phone about dressing casually, she couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to them.

Who goes to meet their love rival looking disheveled?

Despite her initial claims to Wen Sheng that she didn't care about Xinling, when it really comes down to it, her actions speak louder than words.

Besides, so what if Xinling treated Wensheng to barbecue over the phone?

She wouldn't believe it either!

Although she didn't want to admit it, it was obvious that this kind of date, which happened at first glance, required a certain atmosphere to help it happen.

But now, looking at this barbecue stall, she was speechless.

Wen Sheng took off his coat and covered her with it: "Wear this on the outside so you don't get splashed with oil."

"..."

Nuolan pouted, looked at her ex-husband, nodded, and looked a little aggrieved.

Seeing this, Wen Sheng suppressed a laugh, took her hand, and then helped her put her coat on backwards. He then leaned forward and pecked her on the lips, saying, "The food here is pretty good. If you're worried about gaining weight, eat less."

That scoundrel really did not explain things clearly to Nuolan on purpose, just so that she would learn a lesson after seeing this scene, and not overthink it if she encountered this situation again in the future.

What if Nuolan calls me today if I'm outside with Yu Mo or with Sister Sheng?
Even if you can find an excuse to get away with it, won't the atmosphere still be ruined?

So it's a good opportunity to practice on Cyndi Wang.

However, when Xinling saw Wensheng affectionately helping Nuolan get dressed, she, who had been holding back her laughter, could no longer laugh. Especially when she saw Wensheng kiss Nuolan in front of her, she suddenly felt that the kebabs in her mouth were too greasy.

She had another reason for inviting Wen Sheng to eat barbecue by the roadside. Besides the reason she had told Wen Sheng before, she also didn't want to be too formal with him.

Being too formal will create distance, especially given the current situation between the two. A formal meal at a restaurant is not conducive to bringing them closer.

Moreover, compared to eating at a restaurant, having barbecue has another advantage.

She had previously said she would treat Wensheng to a meal, but it wouldn't be appropriate to say that eating barbecue on the roadside doesn't count as treating someone to a meal, since she was the one treating him. However, it wouldn't be appropriate to say that this was a proper treat either, since it wasn't a formal meal.

Can barbecue be eaten as a meal?

How to interpret this depends on what she says later; in short, she is very flexible and knows when to advance and when to retreat.

The advantage of flexibility is that it makes it easier for her to invite Wensheng out for another meal next time.

It's just a barbecue, not a formal meal, so there's no need to feel guilty. What ulterior motives could a girl have when she's having barbecue with you on the street?

Even if we reluctantly treat this as a dinner invitation, it's fine, because our dinners are always this relaxed, and the next one will only be more relaxed. Whether it's an employee treating the boss or a friend treating a friend, it's just about having some barbecue.

Even if she doesn't want to eat skewers anymore in the worst-case scenario, then fine, she can treat this as eating skewers. Then she still owes a proper meal, right?
After all, can barbecue be a meal?
However, even though Xinling had considered many things, she was still somewhat unsettled after seeing Wen Sheng kiss Nuolan.

When Nuolan called, she took the initiative to invite him for three reasons: first, she didn't want to put Wensheng in a difficult position; second, she wanted to appear open and honest, since it was just a barbecue; and third, of course, she wanted to see Nuolan make a fool of herself.

The other person will definitely misunderstand and think that I am on a date with Wen Sheng. When the other person comes and sees it with their own eyes... humph, I'll disgust her.

But looking at the two people opposite her now, Xinling felt a little disgusted.

Nuolan, on the other hand, after Wensheng finished dressing and kissed her, a faint smile appeared in her eyes. She sat down with Wensheng and they ate together, taking turns eating, just like a real couple.

Huh? He and I were originally husband and wife.

"Sister Nuolan, how does it taste? If it's good, eat more."

Eating too much barbecue will make you fat.

"It tastes really good, thank you for treating, Cyndi."

Anyway, I don't gain weight easily. Even if I eat too much now, I can burn it off by exercising with my husband when we get home.

“Xinling, you should eat more too, you’ve lost weight.”

"Hehe, I just ate quite a lot, let me take a break."

"..."

The three young men and women, each with their own thoughts, ate and chatted, their smiles never fading. Anyone who didn't know them would think they were really close friends!

The conversation ranged from everyday anecdotes to entertainment gossip, and no one mentioned anything particularly sensitive, so the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

For Wen Sheng, Nuolan's arrival not only prevented Xinling from saying some flirtatious things, but also helped Nuolan desensitize herself, killing two birds with one stone.

For Nuolan, not only could she show affection to her ex-husband in front of her love rival, but she also felt relieved to see that they were just having barbecue.

For Xinling, the core purpose of treating everyone to this barbecue was to eliminate the distance between her and Wensheng. As long as this goal was achieved, everything else could be put aside. Now it seems that this strategic goal has been achieved.

In short, a simple barbecue has achieved a win-win-win situation.

"By the way, Xinling, where are you staying now? Still at the same hotel? Let Nuolan take you back later?" Wen Sheng suddenly asked at the end of the meal.

Nuolan's expression shifted slightly. After glancing at her husband, she smiled at Xinling and said, "Yes, let me see you off."

"It's not too much trouble, I can just take a taxi myself." Xinling smiled and declined. She had moved to Love Apartment now, but she couldn't tell anyone yet.

"It's alright, you've already treated me, it's only right that I see you off," Nuolan insisted.

"Well... that's troublesome." Xinling smiled, glanced at Wen Sheng, and said, "Still the same hotel."

Sigh, I'll just take a taxi back later.

……

The following Saturday, Shanghai Pudong International Airport.

A Boeing 777-200LR, which had flown directly from Dubai, landed slowly on the runway.

Today the weather was cloudy turning sunny, and soon a large group of passengers disembarking from the plane appeared at the exit of the airport terminal.

At the very back of this group of passengers, a woman wearing sunglasses, with long, wavy hair and bright red lipstick, appeared unhurriedly.

"Phew, the air in China is so much more humid!"

Laura took off her sunglasses, half-closed her eyes, and sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)