Chapter 18 Dispute

Meng Yanchen sat in his office, his slender fingers gently plucking the golden strings of the puppet.

The puppet swayed mechanically with his movements, casting a swaying shadow in the sunlight.

The office door was suddenly pushed open.

"Brother, are you busy?" Xu Qin's voice came from the door.

Meng Yanchen paused his fingers, and the puppet immediately collapsed on the table.

He looked up and saw Xu Qin standing at the door in a light-colored dress with a familiar, slightly flattering smile on her face.

"Something?" He asked calmly.

Song Yan had already comforted them. They were very compatible in bed, so it was easy for them to fight at the head of the bed and make peace at the foot of the bed.

But Meng Yanchen did not reply to Xu Qin's message yesterday, so she came to see him at noon today.

Last time at home, she had once again clearly defined their relationship as "brother and sister."

The line that can be put far away always needs to be kept tight.

No one wants to wait for a hopeless future.

More importantly, the last time she was angry with her family, she returned her car keys, but such a long time has passed and there is no sign of her family sending anyone to return them.

She was really fed up with squeezing into the subway and taking buses every day.

I slept past my stop on the train several times, and occasionally I could smell the body odor wafting from next door.

She misses her Audi.

But she couldn't just ask Fu Wenying to return it. She couldn't afford to lose face. Maybe Fu Wenying would lecture her again, or even use this to force her to break up with Song Yan.

Xu Qin saw Meng Yanchen playing with something from afar. As far as he could remember, apart from being interested in butterfly specimens, he seemed to have never seen him play with anything else.

She took a few steps closer and when she saw that he was holding a puppet, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"When did you start playing this?"

She reached out to touch the puppet, but Meng Yanchen moved her hand away without leaving a trace.

"I bought it yesterday," he answered briefly.

Xu Qin felt warm in her heart.

I have complained to Meng Yanchen countless times, saying that they are like puppets bound by family ties and have no freedom.

yesterday,

I guess I bought it because I missed her so much.

She didn't reply to the message, probably because she was still angry, but she couldn't bear to refuse her request, so she asked Qin Yu to send the cake over.

"elder brother,"

She softened her voice and said, "You didn't reply to my message yesterday. I was worried for a long time."

Meng Yanchen paused while playing with the puppet.

If it were in the past, he would definitely be happy if Xu Qin said this.

Suddenly, he felt that he was really like the puppet in his hand, except that the one controlling him was Xu Qin.

He didn't even raise his head and said lightly,

"Busy."

"Brother~"

Xu Qin reached out to take the puppet. "I finally came to see you at noon. Can you please stop playing? Look at me. We have been making puppets in the Meng family for so many years. Aren't you tired of it?"

Meng Yanchen's fingers suddenly tightened, and the puppet's silk strings dug deep into his knuckles.

"Xu Qin."

He called her by her full name for the first time. "Ask yourself, although your mother was strict, she gave you the best since you were little. Your piano lessons cost 8,000 yuan each, and she never blinked an eye. You wanted to study medicine, and even though she didn't want to, she still contacted the medical school professor for you overnight."

He raised his eyes, the look behind his glasses was cold and unfamiliar, "Even when you and Song Yan were in the bathroom, she was the first one to clean up after you."

"She could just ignore you. Let you be punished by the school and be criticized by everyone!"

"elder brother!"

Xu Qin's face turned pale. "How could you..."

Xu Qin's lips began to tremble.

This was the first time that Meng Yanchen did not stand on her side, but mentioned the scandal in such a cold tone.

"I'm not saying Mom is bad..."

She hurriedly changed the subject, "I just...just..."

"Just what?"

Meng Yanchen interrupted her, "What on earth brought you here today? Are you out of money?"

These words were like a slap in Xu Qin's face.

"In your mind, do I only come to you when I need money or when I have something to do?" Her voice trembled.

"Isn't it?"

Meng Yanchen looked straight at her, his eyes behind the lenses as cold as ice.

"Car keys? Living expenses? Or do you need me or mom to help you with something?"

Xu Qin's tears suddenly welled up.

She grabbed her bag and rushed out the door, bumping into Qin Yu who was holding documents.

"Tell my brother,"

She choked and shouted, "I will never talk to him again!"

Qin Yu looked confused and thought, I didn’t ask!

He swallowed his saliva and added a word professionally,

"Isn't Mr. Meng in the office? Can't you see him?"

Xu Qin glared at him with red eyes as if he were an idiot, stomped her feet, and ran away crying.

Qin Yu scratched his head and walked into the office, waving at Meng Yanchen until Meng Yanchen suddenly spoke.

"I'm not blind!"

Qin Yu shuddered with fear, "Boss Meng, are you here? I thought I was the only one hallucinating..."

He paused, "By the way, the lady just said..."

"I'm not deaf." Meng Yanchen didn't even raise his head.

Meng Yanchen opened the drawer and carefully placed the puppet inside.

"What's going on?"

Qin Yu handed the folder to Meng Yanchen.

"Mr. Meng, the evaluation report for the roadshow companies for the new energy investment briefing is out."

Meng Yanchen opened the document and his eyes lingered on "Yongkang Chemical-Chen Jiakang" for a moment.

"What's Yongkang's assessment?" he asked casually.

"The technical team is very solid and the market prospects are assessed to be among the top three."

Qin Yu flipped to the corresponding page. "The risk control department gave it an A- rating. We recommend a priority interview."

Meng Yanchen closed the document and said, "Make an appointment with him first."

"OK."

Qin Yu glanced at his watch. "Oh, the West Bund Gallery's ribbon-cutting ceremony is at 3 p.m., time to go."

Meng Yanchen stood up and picked up his suit jacket.

"Let's go!"

The traffic moved slowly forward, and Meng Yanchen looked out the window nonchalantly.

"Mr. Meng, Ocean Park is just ahead. It's crowded on weekends. I'll turn left in front of you and we'll be there before three o'clock."

As Qin Yu was explaining, Meng Yanchen was attracted by a light blue figure on the street.

Fan Shengmei stood quietly by the roadside, her hair blown by the breeze, and the sunlight cast a soft light on her side face.

She was looking down at her phone with a faint smile on her lips.

Just as Meng Yanchen raised the corner of her mouth, she saw a little girl of four or five years old jumping into her arms.

"Mother!"

Chen Jiakang followed closely behind, holding a children's water bottle in his hand, and naturally took Fan Shengmei's bag.

Meng Yanchen's eyes narrowed, his fingers suddenly tightened, and he climbed up to the window.

"Notify Yongkang Chemical,"

His voice was as cold as ice, "No need to come for the appointment!"

Qin Yu was stunned. "But they were evaluated as the top three, and they have already been notified..."

"I said,"

The look behind Meng Yanchen's glasses was terrifyingly cold. "No need to come."