After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 226 If you're going to offer something, then offer a kiss.

Meng Weiyuan seemed quite calm; these jokes had no impact on him whatsoever.

He picked out a bone and put it into Yuska's soup bowl, "Let's see how it tastes."

Yu Sijia took two sips of the soup, pork bone stew with radish. Meng Weiyuan had already skimmed off the surface oil, but she still found it a bit fishy and greasy, and felt uncomfortable.

Looking at the large bone in the bowl, Yustia frowned. "I don't want to eat it."

Meng Weiyuan didn't say anything, but silently handed over his bowl, indicating that You Sijia should pick out the food and put it in his bowl.

"What would you like to eat now?" Meng Weiyuan asked.

Yusjia barely touched her chopsticks, only eating a little bit of the side dishes.

She shook her head. "I don't think I'm that hungry."

Meng Weiyuan: "You just said you wanted to eat roast duck."

Yustia: "..."

Anyway, looking at the steaming hot food in front of her, she really had no appetite.

"I want to eat cherries."

Meng Weiyuan: "..."

"Haha, besides cherries, what else would you like to eat, Mr. You?" Fang Hong laughed as he listened from the side. "Tell me something we can buy right now."

Yustia took a sip of water. "Roast duck."

Fang Hong: "..."

This thing doesn't seem to be available here.

It's a bit difficult.

Upon hearing this, Meng Weiyuan immediately stood up from his seat.

His action immediately drew the attention of everyone at the table.

Wang Qiong was a little worried. She was afraid that Meng Weiyuan would think that You Sijia was causing trouble on purpose and would be impatient.

To everyone's surprise, Meng Weiyuan simply reached out to You Sijia, then looked at the others at the table and said apologetically, "Shall we take our leave now? She doesn't have much of an appetite, I'll take her to find some roast duck."

Upon hearing Meng Weiyuan's words, Zhang Feiyu's mouth gaped open, forming a ridiculous "O" shape.

Fang Hong: "There shouldn't be any roast duck around here. I already searched for it on my phone..."

Hayden nodded. "Or, shall we just have a little something?"

Before Yousijia could even nod, Meng Weiyuan had already made the decision for her.

"It's alright, I've driven to check out a place further away. You guys eat first, sorry," Meng Weiyuan said.

He was apologizing for leaving the table early.

Since he said that, how could anyone still have any objections?

"Go ahead, Mr. You rarely wants to eat something, don't worry about us, you guys go ahead."

Meng Weiyuan nodded, then pulled the still bewildered You Sijia away.

After the two walked out the door and disappeared from sight, the dining table remained quiet as they watched them leave.

In the end, it was the rosewood that first broke this "tranquility".

"I was so scared just now! I thought the boss was going to get angry! President You wants to go to Cherry Blossom and eat roast duck or something..." Huang Tan patted her chest.

Shaowei: "Me too... hahaha, but I didn't expect it to be President Layu who left."

"President Meng seems to have a pretty good temper," Wang Qiong said.

She knew Meng Weiyuan's identity, and at that moment she inadvertently called him "President Meng".

However, no one dwelled on the issue, since someone like Meng Weiyuan clearly looked different from ordinary people.

That aura isn't something just any family can cultivate. "Suddenly, I'm starting to look forward to marriage again." Shaowei took a sip of soup. "When I looked at my friends' posts on social media, most of the married women were complaining, and I thought not getting married was the best thing ever. But seeing how President You and her husband interact, cough cough, it doesn't seem so bad?"

“I think we should forget about it. There aren’t many people like President Meng,” Huang Tan said.

“How could that be?!” Zhang Feiyu immediately retorted, “There are still plenty of good men out there.”

"You?" Huang Tan asked Zhang Feiyu with a look of disgust.

“Doesn’t it look like it?” Zhang Feiyu raised her chin.

Huang Tan shook his head seriously, "He doesn't seem like one, but he seems like a womanizing scumbag."

Zhang Feiyu: "You!"

"Hahaha--"

A burst of laughter and chatter filled the living room.

Yu Sijia had no idea that Meng Weiyuan had only shown his face briefly, for less than an hour, yet he had already made such a good impression on everyone.

She was now being pressed into the passenger seat by Meng Weiyuan, her eyes still filled with doubt. "Are we really leaving? Are we really going to eat Peking duck?"

Yuska knew that her request was a bit excessive, but when she saw the soup pots that had been packed up, she really had no appetite.

Meng Weiyuan: "Huh? What else? Didn't you want to eat it?"

"Won't this be too much of a hassle?" Yusjia asked.

"will not."

As they were talking, Meng Weiyuan had already driven away from the courtyard.

"Rest for a while, and we'll be at the airport in an hour," Meng Weiyuan said.

He originally planned to drive directly to Chengdu, but it would take about five hours to get there from here.

There might be authentic Peking duck there, and if you consider the time, it might be faster to get back to Beijing.

Yusjia slept all afternoon. "I'm not sleepy," she said. Now, sitting in the passenger seat, she couldn't help but want to look at Meng Weiyuan's face. Before, she hadn't felt that much she missed the man beside her, but somehow, now that Meng Weiyuan was by her side, she felt that the feeling of longing was like a dam breaking, surging over her.

“I’ll talk to you,” Yustya said.

Meng Weiyuan chuckled softly, "What do you want to say?"

Yu Sijia tilted her head and thought for a moment. Unexpectedly, all she wanted to do now was stare at Meng Weiyuan. In fact, she didn't need to say anything at all.

"Are you tired?" Yusi asked. Before Meng Weiyuan could answer, she said to herself, "Of course you're tired. You just flew here and now you have to fly back. You must be very tired."

“I’m not tired,” Meng Weiyuan said, interrupting her speculation.

"how come?"

"Coming to see you makes me feel less tired," Meng Weiyuan said.

Yu Sijia chuckled, "Meng Weiyuan, how come you've become so sweet-talking in just a few days?"

Meng Weiyuan smiled, then turned his head to look in You Sijia's direction, "Want to try some?"

"Ok?"

When Meng Weiyuan asked that question, he had already pulled over to the side of the road, turned on his hazard lights, and then stopped.

"Hey, want to try some?" Meng Weiyuan said as he parked the car. At the same time, a crisp "click" sound came from inside the car—the sound of the seatbelt being unbuckled.

The next second, Meng Weiyuan had already leaned over from the driver's seat, casting a shadow over You Sijia's head.

He lowered his head and touched Yuska's lips.

He didn't seem to be asking the previous questions sincerely, since he had already experienced what he wanted.

He offered to let Yuska try some as well.

Yu Sijia was kissed right in the face. After a second of stunned silence, she reached out and hugged Meng Weiyuan's neck, offering him a kiss in return.

(End of this chapter)