Chapter 71: The liquid in the wet glass is even more...

During the two months of separation, Meng Yuzhi did not stop preparing for the wedding. The Italian neighbor who raised him for a period of time in his childhood taught him the importance of loyalty to a family. This was a traditional Sicilian man, and he was also his mother's boyfriend at that time. During the period when his mother was away from home for a long time, Meng Yuzhi understood the loyalty and fists that a paranoid madman believed in.

—Call your mother and ask her to come home.

This is the most common phrase Meng Yuzhi has heard in Hong Kong.

Meng Yuzhi half-knelt beside the square iron bed, deliberately trying to prevent Chi Liuai from getting too comfortable. The bed felt so cold and hard that Chi Liuai couldn't find relief no matter how many times she tried to change her position. Even after daily cleaning, the basement still stagnated with a damp odor that obscured her mouth and nose, making it impossible to breathe.

When this child is awake, he's so naughty. He avoids meeting me, deliberately sends me flirtatious messages to tease me while being distant, and deliberately says nasty things to irritate me...

Meng Yuzhi held Chi Liuai's face and tried hard to overcome the thoughts in his heart. If, if they lived in this basement forever, he could use a bite stopper to help Liuai learn to shut up, so that he would never be rejected.

"Why is Liuai so afraid of me? Didn't you always love sticking to me?" Meng Yuzhi's fingers touched Chi Liuai's warm breath. "Since you don't want to see Daddy, let's just meet like this from now on, okay?"

Meng Yuzhi's lips touched Chi Liuai's cheek, his eyes like a whirlpool in a black pool, and he politely questioned the unconscious Chi Liuai.

"Liuai has fallen asleep. Let's meet again, hug again, and do it again."

Meng Yuzhi couldn't describe the feeling.

Thinking of all the ways they could meet and spend time together, a flame of satisfaction burned through his body.

His internal organs, his bones, and his blood stopped functioning instantly, and when he saw Chi Liuai's chest and abdomen still rising and falling with normal breathing, Meng Yuzhi only wanted to block Chi Liuai's mouth, blindfold her, and use the necklace, bracelets, and anklets made from all their rings to force Liuai to face him on the bed with her legs open.

Why does she need friends? Her mother doesn't love her, her brother covets her, there is no one around her who can make her live comfortably, and the poor child has to cut off contact with a group of irrelevant people.

Chi Liuai felt a sore back, she twisted uncomfortably, and her lips brushed against the man.

Meng Yuzhi closed his eyes.

The private doctor arrived too late, so Meng Yuzhi also checked in his own way in advance.

Slender fingers touched the girl's cheek.

If Chi Liuai really slept with Lin Zhun, in addition to jealousy, Meng Yuzhi would suppress this uncontrollable fire. He would also think carefully. The man who indulged Chi Liuai's intimate affairs in every way but was not completely satisfied would understand that every date night of Liuai in the future would not only have a dinner with plenty of wine and food, and high-heeled glasses filled with champagne, whiskey, or brandy, but also melodious music, lovers who were drugged, and girls who were pinned to the ground, dizzy and unable to open their eyes to resist.

After all, she did endure two men. There was no need to feel sorry for her fake tears, as they would only be love potions.

Meng Yuzhi's fingers pried open Chi Liuai's mouth.

Check out the roof of her mouth, her throat, the corners of her lips.

Finger down.

Meng Yuzhi's breathing became heavy. This decisive and ruthless man actually felt the fear of gambling.

He should have checked every night for the past two months.

Unfortunately, Lin Zhun was guarding the girl's door every night.

There was no trace of anything. Meng Yuzhi slowly separated his fingers and looked down at the fruit core.

Like a dry wine glass that hasn't been refilled, Meng Yuzhi contentedly slid his finger across the metal cigarette lighter. The faint, flickering flame suddenly ignited. Meng Yuzhi's lips clenched around the tip of a cigar, damp from the basement, making it soft to the touch. He almost lost control of it. Meng Yuzhi felt pity for the suffering it had endured. After all, without its owner, the cigarette was destined to remain damp and unable to burn, eventually becoming unusable.

The liquid in the glass warms my throat even more than whiskey.

Chi Liuai felt like she had fallen into a glass bottle filled with honey. Her whole body was covered with a sticky, sweet and fishy smell, which attracted mosquitoes to bite her bones. Her skin went numb from the stimulation, and she even sank deeply into the narrow and hard glass jar, being squeezed and deformed.

She climbed up and slid down.

I wanted to see what was under me, but was met with a faintly dangerous look.

Meng Yuzhi.

Chi Liuai's consciousness slowly returned, and he muttered a few words of complaint: "Why, this dream again?"

The man paused, looked at the pulled-out silver thread and the subconscious searching action, and smiled for a long time.

"Baby, this is going to be a good dream."

——

It was the sound of slow footsteps rolling across the carpet.

Meng Yuzhi closed the book and placed it in the nearby locker. Seeing Chi Liuai appear in his study again after a long absence, he stood up and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Chi Liuai saw the man walk from the bright study to the corridor and face her. "Why am I sleeping in the bedroom?"

"Sorry, we had an emergency meeting just now and the servants are taking care of you." Meng Yuzhi brushed past Chi Liuai and put on his suit jacket again. Chi Liuai noticed that he was wearing different clothes from the ones he wore in the car.

"Isn't that set just now very nice?"

Meng Yuzhi stopped and looked up at Chi Liuai for a while at the bottom of the stairs.

"Indeed, but it's soaked." Meng Yuzhi's tone was helpless yet gentle. "Liu'ai, I need to attend a meeting. If your brother doesn't take you home in time, you can always send a driver."

Chi Liuai: "No, I don't have much with me."

Meng Yuzhi looked at her for a while, then asked, "Could you tell me what these items are?"

When Chi Liuai filed for divorce, she knew Meng Yuzhi was willing to give her all his property, but he only wanted one thing, which she didn't know. She was afraid that what she wanted would conflict with what Meng Yuzhi left behind, and she was unwilling to give in. She rolled her eyes, pretending to be deep, and asked Meng Yuzhi to guess.

"The saplings in the garden."

Chi Liuai looked at Meng Yuzhi in surprise and shook his head.

Meng Yuzhi was also obviously stunned. He smiled and asked, "You saved it, why don't you want to take it with you? It has grown a bit taller recently."

Chi Liuai's face turned slightly red. In order to show off her charm, she lied too much to Meng Yuzhi.

"Well, I've never been able to revive it. It withered a long time ago. I bought a few new ones to replace it. I'm kidding you."

Meng Yuzhi curled his fingers slightly and left without saying a word.

When Lin Zhun returned to the He family, he was not given an important task at first, but Lin Zhun was the heir chosen by Mr. He. Even though he did not have an outstanding academic background and connections, his ruthlessness in the society allowed him to squeeze out He Jinze. Lin Zhun was able to keenly use unique methods to solve things that the He family never wanted to deal with. Some of them would cause the He family to fall into legal disputes, and some would provoke overly difficult people, but Lin Zhun did not covet money, fame, or lust. In disputes over interests, he played a kind role.

The favors he owes cannot be replaced by money or status, which makes people quite wary of his cunning.

Until these few days, Lin Zhun would mention it at every drinking party and to every high-ranking person.

——I have a younger sister.

There was a drinking party and Mr. Meng rarely showed up. He was at a high position and personally raised a glass of wine to Lin Zhun.

Everyone understood.

Lin Zhun, who shouldn't have been late, received the task from Mr. He for nothing.

"She is a daughter raised in Gangcheng. She is a good match for you. You can meet her." Mr. He mentioned on the phone that she was the illegitimate daughter left behind by the real estate tycoon's family in Gangcheng.

Lin Zhun gave an accurate reply: no.

"Come meet her. Her mother and A-Lin were friends. You'll like her."

Lin Zhun paused for a moment, and at the same time received a message from Liu Ai that she had to go to Meng's house first and had an appointment to pick her up at six o'clock in the evening.

[Go home, let me go home.]

[Sister, take good care of your sister.]

Lin Zhun's mother, He Lin, left her young Lin Zhun with the last words before she became seriously ill, and the relic she had was Liuai.

He had to find his mother's family and bring her home, and he also had to take good care of the infant Liu'ai.

It wasn't difficult, he did it.

but--

Lin Zhun frowned. He had tentatively mentioned his mother, but he had only learned that she had given birth to him after a breakup with a son of the He family. Then, out of anger, she ran away from home, ultimately leading to tragedy. When the He family elders discussed his life, they always touched on certain topics, followed by a collective silence.

Lin Zhun still met the girl.

Under the candlelight, as expected, Lin Zhun didn't get a single word out of the girl about her mother, probably because he'd received instructions from Mr. He. Lin Zhun didn't act unusual, and after telling the driver to take her home, he was about to leave when the girl's servant arrived. As they brushed past in the dim corridor, a sudden scream erupted.

It was the old woman's cry of fear and excitement, and she kept saying - Miss Alin!

Lin Zhun finally stopped.

Lin Zhun's face was 80% similar to his mother's. The old man kept chatting with Lin Zhun in broken Mandarin, and only the two words "He Lin" were pronounced correctly. The nostalgia in his eyes looked through Lin Zhun, as if he saw the bright young lady waving goodbye to him.

"Are you Miss A Lin's child? Back in the villa, you were very sensible. I've never taken care of a baby that didn't cry or make a fuss." The old man couldn't help but Lin Zhun poured her a glass of water. "You look so much alike. The young master only looks like his father in his eyes."

"Who is he?" Lin Zhun finally spoke and asked.

At this time, there was an unusual movement outside the box. The neglected lady was angry at Lin Zhun's attitude and ordered them to separate immediately.

"Our nanny! If you want to see her, you can come to my house anytime, but now, I have to go back. Unless you personally send me back to the hotel, don't even think about seeing her anymore!"

Lin Zhun didn't care and signaled the nanny to continue.

But the nanny's face showed fear and she refused. She wanted to accompany the young lady back to the hotel.

The watch hands had reached 5:30, enough time for him to pick up Liu Ai and take her home, but clearly not enough time to send her back to the hotel. The nanny's embarrassed expression frequently caught Lin Zhun's attention, and she repeatedly said that it wouldn't be too late to talk about Miss A Lin later.

"From now on? I'm leaving tonight!"

Lin Zhun put his suit jacket on his arm, stood up and walked to the young lady, looking down at the nanny for a while.

The glass reflected the handsome face, which was a cold and ascetic face. Finally, there was an emotional fluctuation in this blind date. Without lingering his gaze, a sentence floated in the air.

"Excuse me."

On the long path outside the restaurant, a black Bugatti was parked in the dim shade of the trees. Meng Yuzhi also looked away in surprise, a gentle smile on his face. He slowly rolled up the car window, blocking Liuai's stunned gaze.

Chi Liuai packed up and left without waiting for her brother to arrive to save time. She unexpectedly ran into Meng Yuzhi on the roadside, who gave her a ride and suggested they go to a famous restaurant for dinner. They ended up running into an acquaintance. From this angle, Lin Zhun was taking good care of the girl across from him, and the two chatted for a long time.

Meng Yuzhi stroked Chi Liuai's head with his palm.

"Liu'ai's brother seems to be in love." He congratulated in a calm tone, "It seems that Liu'ai has gained another relative."