Chapter 68: Doing Too Many Bad Things

Meng Yushu also presented a gift she had prepared, a pair of beautifully designed high heels. "Happy birthday, sister. From today on, you are an adult. I wish you a smooth and promising future."

"Thank you, brother!" Meng Anran's brother is the person closest to her now. She opened her arms and gave him a big hug.

Meng Rong and Su Wanman were both jealous.

Woohoo, they also want to hug our good daughter!

Meng Chenghong gave a portrait he painted for his second sister.

The brushstrokes are childish, but the person in the painting has delicate features and a warm and touching smile. "Second sister, I wish you grow up quickly!"

Meng Anran smiled and rubbed her brother's head. She had never heard of anyone wishing an adult to grow up quickly.

"Let's take a group photo! We don't have a family photo yet!" Meng Zhen took out her cell phone, turned on the camera and placed it on the table.

We took several group photos before we stopped.

Then we started to divide the cake.

The cake base is made of matcha flavor, with mango filling in the middle and a layer of blueberries and strawberries on top.

It was just an ordinary fruit cake, nothing special about it, but Meng Anran felt that it was the most delicious cake she had ever eaten.

Maybe it was because Mengzhen made it for her personally, and it was also the first time that her family accompanied her on her birthday.

Eighteen years later, she finally felt the family affection that she had longed for but could not get.

…

Lu Qingcheng's birthday party was not very enjoyable. After the fake necklace was exposed, the atmosphere remained tense. After the performance, everyone saw that the time was almost up, so they hurriedly said goodbye and left.

When Lu Qingcheng got the bill, her eyes turned red with hatred.

Twenty-one million?!

It's all that tomboy Liu Zhi's fault! If she hadn't opened all the champagne, how could she have spent so much money?!

Add to that the commission for hiring people to perform, and the loss of more than two million on the necklace, it’s a huge bill!

Not only did I spend so much money, but I also embarrassed myself in front of my classmates and didn't succeed in building a good relationship with anyone during the entire party!

Lu Qingcheng was so angry that her chest heaved. She glanced at the several bottles of champagne on the table that had not been finished, and grabbed them and poured them into her mouth as if to vent her anger.

The money has been spent. It’s more than one million dollars worth of wine. Wouldn’t it be a waste if I don’t finish it?

Finally, the hotel manager contacted the Lu family and asked someone to take the drunk Lu Qingcheng away.

As soon as he returned to the Lu family, Lu Qingcheng started to act crazy while drunk, throwing everything he saw to the ground.

The servants quickly moved away and put away all the expensive and fragile vases and ornaments. The housekeeper quickly stepped forward and stopped Lu Qingcheng.

"Miss, you've had too much to drink. Go back to your room and rest."

Lu Qingcheng's vision was blurred, but her eyes were extremely vicious. "Who do you think you are? How dare you stop me? Get out of here!"

She pushed the housekeeper hard, and the housekeeper staggered back a few steps, almost hitting the corner of the table. It was Aunt Liang who reacted quickly and blocked the corner of the table with her hand to prevent the housekeeper from hurting his back.

Lu Qingcheng's pupils suddenly dilated a few points, and she suddenly remembered that she had just given Meng Yushu a gentle push last year, causing her to hit her head and fail the college entrance examination.

Panic was all over her face, like a madman who had escaped from a mental hospital.

"No... don't blame me, he lost his balance... it has nothing to do with me!"

She muttered to herself and finally screamed. She was like a madman, with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious face. She rushed to the stairs, knocked away the housekeeper who was blocking her way, and pushed Aunt Liang away.

The ground was covered with broken pieces of teacup. Aunt Liang fell to the ground after being thrown away unexpectedly, with her palm pressed on the porcelain pieces, and blood was dripping.

"ah--"

Hearing the screams, Lu Qingcheng suddenly stopped and turned around to see Aunt Liang holding up her bloody hands.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, and fragments of the past flooded into Lu Qingcheng's mind. She was stunned for half a second, then turned around and ran upstairs quickly: "You guys forced me to do this! It's your fault! It has nothing to do with me!"

The housekeeper went to help Aunt Liang up and took a look at the wound on her hand. He estimated that she would need to rest for a month or so to heal.

"Ask the driver to take you to the hospital, and the medical expenses and mental compensation will be deposited into your account."

Aunt Liang was in so much pain that tears fell uncontrollably. She looked towards the stairs and asked with a frown, "What happened to Miss?"

The housekeeper was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "You've done too many bad things."

The wicked do not need punishment from the gods. The devil in their hearts follows them all the time, torturing them repeatedly in their dreams at midnight, and they cannot escape it until they die.

…

After Meng Anran finished helping to clean up, she received a call from Liuzhi.

"Miss, Lu Qingcheng's visit is over. You're coming of age today, and we want to celebrate with you! Are you free to come out? Come to my villa for a drink?"

"Just the two of us?"

"That's definitely not the case. Ming Jing is here too, and I've also invited Zuo Yi and Song Fangteng. How's it going? Isn't it lively enough?"

"Okay, send a car to pick me up."

"It's already at the gate of your community."

After the call ended, Meng Anran said to her family, "My friends also want to celebrate my birthday. I'm going to stay at Liuzhi's house tonight."

Thinking back to the heroic and unrestrained Liu Zhi, who looked quite reliable, Su Wanman felt relieved. "It's so late, why don't you ask your father to take you there?"

"No, they're coming to pick me up."

Meng Anran quickly walked into the room, packed a set of clothes, and went out with her bag.

There were relatively few people entering and leaving the community late at night, so this time the Maybach was parked directly at the entrance of the community.

Meng Anran opened the back door and got in, turning to look at the boy next to her. "Why are you back? Didn't you say you couldn't make it?"

Qin Mu looked at his watch. It was eleven o'clock.

He smiled and said, "How could we miss the eldest lady's birthday? We arranged for a helicopter to fly back."

"Isn't the weather bad?"

"Hard flight."

Meng Anran frowned, "Are you going to die? What if something unexpected happens..."

"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone."

Qin Mu pulled out a tissue, turned sideways and gently wiped the cream off the girl's hair. "Did you have fun?"

Meng Anran curled her lips unnaturally, "It's okay."

Qin Mu chuckled, took out the gift he had prepared long ago, and handed it over, "An Xiaoran, happy birthday."

"Thank you. Can I open it now?" Meng Anran put the box on her lap and asked politely.

"Well, tear it down."

She pulled the ribbon and opened the box. When she saw what was inside, Meng Anran curled the corners of her lips and smiled.

"Blood and Gall Agate? Why are you giving me this?"

"I dug it up two days ago, fresh out of the oven."

The mines in Wushan have always produced crystals. This time, he accidentally discovered a few pieces of blood agate, and the quality was very good. He immediately sent someone to take them to make a bracelet.

Rare items should be given to those who cherish them.

"Thank you, it's beautiful."

Meng Anran wore it on her wrist with great joy, not because she cared about the value of the bracelet, but because she was the first person Qin Mu thought of when he discovered the agate.

It feels great to be cherished.

Before she could appreciate the bracelet more carefully, Qin Mu suddenly held her hand, interlocked their fingers, and leaned over.

Meng Anran met his sincere and seductive eyes in a daze, only to see his thin lips opening and closing, uttering a seductive voice:

"An Xiaoran, you are an adult now, can you have a relationship?"