Chapter 630: Help!

The music inside the car remained soft, and Yang Dawei focused on driving.

He occasionally reminded Yu Meng… to let Yu Meng lean back and rest a bit.

Yang Dawei was completely unaware… he was actually carrying the goddess he constantly thought of, rushing to the residence of the person she loved.

Yu Meng leaned against the seat back, her fingertips repeatedly rubbing the phone screen…

She quietly opened Lin Yuan's photo, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

At that moment, Yu Meng's heart was full of anticipation for seeing him soon.

Yang Dawei glanced sideways at Yu Meng, hoping to seize the opportunity… to gain a bit more favor.

Yang Dawei said with a smile: "Mengmeng, how about I accompany you to your best friend's place? I can also order some late-night snacks for you; having something to eat with drinks at night would be nice."

Yu Meng's heart tightened, and she quickly waved her hand to refuse.

She panicked: "Ah, no, it's not needed; my best friend is rather introverted, doesn't like other men coming to her home, and if you went over it would be awkward and inconvenient."

"Just kidding, how could I let Yang Dawei go over?"

She was afraid Yang Dawei would follow, and then run into Lin Yuan… that would completely expose the secret.

The smile on Yang Dawei's face faded a bit.

Yang Dawei scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, yet he still wasn't giving up.

Yang Dawei added: "Fine, I won't go up. I'll go next door to pack some late-night snacks to send over; we can't just show up empty-handed and let you only drink."

"Really, no need; we can just make do." Yu Meng refused again.

But Yang Dawei simply wouldn't listen.

Yang Dawei glanced outside the car window and saw a delicately decorated night‑snack stall by the roadside.

Yang Dawei turned the signal and smoothly pulled the Cayenne to a stop at the shop's entrance.

"Wait in the car, I'll be quick." Yang Dawei unbuckled his seat belt and got out.

Yang Dawei quickly pushed the door open and entered the night‑snack shop.

Yang Dawei was calculating in his mind… he wanted to order some precious ingredients.

That way, he could both make Yu Meng happy and leave a generous, impressive impression in front of her best friend.

Thus, as soon as Yang Dawei entered the shop, he confidently instructed the staff:

"Give me a bowl of seafood fortune congee, the most expensive kind! Add ten sea cucumbers, twenty South African abalones, plus bird's nest, cordyceps, ginseng—any precious tonic ingredients, throw them all in!"

He paused, then Yang Dawei added:

"Right, also give me two Australian lobsters and one king crab, processed and packed, the freshest possible."

The staff promptly acknowledged and wrote it down.

After calculating the price, the staff softly informed… the total was over eight thousand.

Yang Dawei didn't even lift his eyelids and happily paid.

After all, this was to win over Yu Meng's best friend, so face had to be given fully.

Yang Dawei felt it still wasn't showy enough.

He then turned and walked to the wine cabinet, picking a bottle of imported red wine priced at over twenty thousand.

Yang Dawei picked up the wine and had the staff pack it together.

After fussing for ten‑plus minutes, Yang Dawei paid a total of over thirty thousand.

Only then, satisfied, did he heft two big bags full of night‑snacks and wine… and walk out of the shop.

Yang Dawei carefully placed the night‑snacks in the rear seat, afraid of damaging the ingredients.

After putting the food away, Yang Dawei then sat back in the driver's seat.

Yu Meng looked at the rear seat piled high with night‑snacks and furrowed her brows.

Yu Meng felt a bit guilty, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

"Why did you order so much? My best friend and I two people can't possibly finish it all; it's too wasteful."

Yang Dawei's face showed a pleasing smile.

Yang Dawei scratched his head and said: "No problem, no problem, wasting a bit is fine. You and your best friend rarely get together, so tonight just eat freely and be happy. This amount isn't much; it's just my little token, hehe."

He said that, started the car, and continued driving toward Shidai Gongyu…

All the way, Yang Dawei's heart… was filled with the hope that Yu Meng could sense his feelings.

He didn't notice at all… the fleeting guilt that flashed in Yu Meng's eyes.

Ten‑plus minutes later, the Cayenne steadily stopped in front of Shidai Gongyu Lou.

Yu Meng immediately unbuckled her seat belt.

Yang Dawei wanted to help her carry the night‑snacks.

Upon seeing this, Yu Meng hurriedly reached out to grab the night‑snacks from the rear seat herself.

She didn't want Yang Dawei to follow her upstairs.

She eagerly wanted to get Yang Dawei to leave.

But Yang Dawei got out of the car a step ahead and picked up the two big bags of night‑snacks and wine.

"Mengmeng, let me help you carry them."

Yang Dawei quickly went around to the passenger side and, being very attentive, followed Yu Meng toward the residential building.

All the way to the elevator entrance.

'Yang Dawei was still thinking about helping her… carry the night‑snacks upstairs,

Yang Dawei said with a smile: "Mengmeng, let me see you to the door; you can't carry all this"

As soon as Yang Dawei finished speaking, Yu Meng firmly refused.

"No need! Go back quickly; I can manage on my own."

Yu Meng's tone was firm.

She reached out and took the late-night snack, her eyes full of obvious urging.

"My best friend really doesn't like meeting outsiders; you being here is just trouble, so leave quickly."

Yang Dawei's smile stiffened.

Yang Dawei, though doubtful in his heart, did not dare to go against Yu Meng's wishes…

Yang Dawei could only stop.

He watched Yu Meng press the elevator button…

Yang Dawei suddenly thought of something, pulled out his phone and opened WeChat.

He quickly sent Yu Meng a red packet worth twenty thousand.

Yang Dawei said, "Alright, I'm leaving first. If you guys aren't full tonight, just order more late-night snacks and I'll pay. Keep this twenty-thousand red packet, spend it as you like."

Yu Meng glanced at the red packet on her phone's WeChat.

Yu Meng quickly waved her hands: "No thanks, I don't want your money, take it back quickly."

Her mind was full of going upstairs to find Lin Yuan; she had no inclination to deal with these.

Moreover, she was going on a date with Lin Yuan.

Accepting Yang Dawei's money—what's the deal?

She even felt that Yang Dawei was being cuckolded…

Yang Dawei, however, was very insistent, determined to send the red packet over.

Yang Dawei's tone carried a gentleness that allowed no refusal.

"Take it, don't stand on ceremony with me. Keep your best friend company, and call me anytime if anything comes up."

After saying that, Yang Dawei added a couple more reminders, then turned and left, looking back every few steps…

Yang Dawei was obviously still reluctant to leave.

He didn't drive away from the residential complex until he confirmed Yu Meng had entered the elevator…

Watching Yang Dawei's car disappear from sight, Yu Meng let out a breath of relief.

She casually tossed aside the red packet, picked up the late-night snack, and walked into the elevator.

Yu Meng pressed the floor where Lin Yuan lived.

The elevator rose smoothly and soon reached the floor.

Yu Meng quickly stepped out of the elevator, following the door number from the employee records…

She found Lin Yuan's door.

Room 1802.

Yu Meng took a deep breath, raised her hand, and lightly knocked on the door.

The knocking sound was especially clear in the quiet hallway.

Inside, Lin Yuan had just driven home not long ago.

It was already three o'clock in the morning.

Lin Yuan comfortably took a hot shower, wrapped himself in loose cotton loungewear, his hair still dripping with water droplets.

He was about to finish drying his hair and then rest…

As a result, the sudden knocking at the entrance instantly shattered the indoor tranquility.

Lin Yuan's steps halted, a hint of doubt rising in his heart??

At this hour, aside from a sudden work situation, no one would come looking for him.

Could it be… that someone from the Qian Shi Group sent assassins to kill him?

Lin Yuan felt wary? He slowly picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table…

Lin Yuan walked lightly to the door.

He did not immediately open the door, but instead pressed the switch on the electronic peephole.

The moment the screen lit up, Lin Yuan was completely stunned??

Lin Yuan's eyes were full of bewilderment and incomprehension??

Standing outside the door was, surprisingly, the bartender, Yu Meng??

Yu Meng? How could she be here?

He never expected Yu Meng would come to his home.

Before Lin Yuan could sort out his thoughts…

Yu Meng outside the door, seeing no response to her knock, pressed the doorbell again.

The clear chime…… was especially noticeable in the quiet indoor space.

Immediately, her voice came through the door:

"Manager Lin, are you home? I know you're inside; I've been waiting for you a moment."

Lin Yuan's heart jolted, and he instinctively held his breath.

Lin Yuan didn't even dare to exhale.

He quickly turned off the electronic peephole, tiptoed, and sneaked back to the sofa in the living room.

Lin Yuan then sat down, and deliberately pulled a cushion in front of himself.

He exerted himself to make no sound at all.

Lin Yuan made up his mind…… to pretend he wasn't home.

On one hand, he has to go to the Qian Shi Group tomorrow…… to negotiate with Qian Shoude.

Right now he must conserve his energy; he has no time to entangle with Yu Meng.

On the other hand, the matter between the two in the bar restroom should have been put behind them.

Being alone late at night will only stir up more trouble……

If someone were to catch them, it would only add trouble.

Yu Meng outside the door pressed the doorbell several times, but there was still no movement inside……

In the hallway outside the door……

Yu Meng pressed the doorbell several times, still no response.

Her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of doubt rising in her heart: Could Manager Lin really not be home?

But she was unwilling to just leave like that.

Yu Meng's gaze swept over the shoe cabinet by the entryway……

Suddenly, she caught sight of a pair of men's casual shoes placed by the door, exactly the style Lin Yuan often wore.

Yu Meng quietly stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the shoe.

Her fingertip touched the inside of the shoe, a faint warmth traveling up her fingertip……

This shoe had clearly just been taken off not long ago, still retaining the owner's body heat.

"Well done, Lin Yuan, pretending not to be home on purpose!" Yu Meng muttered under her breath.

She bit her lower lip, a flash of annoyed anger crossing her eyes.

Yu Meng silently cursed to herself, "Dead scumbag……

In Yu Meng's heart…… a sly idea arose.

She tiptoed around to the corner of the hallway.

Yu Meng made sure Lin Yuan couldn't see her through the peephole.

Immediately, Yu Meng took a deep breath and deliberately lowered her voice.

She feigned a panicked look…… and let out a cry:

"Ah…… don't! Let me go! Help!"

In Yu Meng's voice…… was full of fear and struggle.

This cry for help was especially piercing in the quiet late-night hallway.

Lin Yuan inside…… was playing with his phone.

Suddenly, he heard this cry for help??

Lin Yuan's whole body tensed instantly.

Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat: What's going on?

He sprang up from the sofa.

Lin Yuan's mind instantly flashed with countless thoughts—Had something happened to Yu Meng?

He didn't have time to think further, instinctively rushing to the door.

Lin Yuan quickly pressed the electronic peephole switch, but the screen showed nothing but empty space, not a single person.】

"Where is the person?"

Lin Yuan's heart tightened, somewhat worried??

Could it be someone from the Qian Shi Group? Qian Shoude had sent assassins ahead of time?

Once that thought arose, Lin Yuan became even more anxious.

He feared Yu Meng might be seized by assassins.

After all, Qian Shoude hated him to the bone…… there's no guarantee he wouldn't use Yu Meng as a lever.

The more Lin Yuan thought, the more frightened he became, even forgetting to consider…… the risk of opening the door late at night.

Lin Yuan wrenched open the lock with one hand, then flung the door open and rushed out.