"This is my good brother Lu Mo, and this is his wife Ye Qingqing."

"This is my girlfriend, Huishan. By the way, Huishan, what's your last name?"

He Weishao slapped his forehead, only then realizing that he didn't even know Huishan's last name. Damn it, she'd been sleeping with him for almost half a year!

A mistake...a major mistake!

Huishan glanced at him with a mixture of reproach and resentment, and said softly, "Mencius's Meng."

He Weishao chuckled a few times and reintroduced, "This beautiful and elegant lady is my girlfriend, Meng Huishan."

After finishing his sentence, He Weishao looked puzzled, as if he had overlooked something. Where was it again?

He had been working too hard in the fields last night, and his brain wasn't working very well. He thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Lu Mo gave Hui Shan a meaningful look, utterly disdainful of his friend's slowness. Sleeping with her for half a year and still not understanding her identity—he was undoubtedly a pig driven by lust!

Ye Qingqing asked with interest, "You also have the surname Meng? You wouldn't happen to be related to Meng Yifan, would you?"

She had only asked casually, but—

"Meng Yifan is my great-grandfather." Meng Huishan readily admitted it. It wasn't a shameful identity, so why wouldn't she acknowledge it?

He Weishao was immediately dumbfounded, speechless.

Ye Qingqing was also very surprised. She didn't expect that He Weishao's casual girlfriend was actually a real rich heiress. The Meng family's status in Hong Kong was much higher than Ye Susu's family. They were not even in the same league!

"You...you...you are Miss Meng?" He Weishao stammered, completely terrified.

He slept with the eldest daughter of the Meng family dozens of times. Now, the old master of the Meng family will probably hire an assassin to kill him!

He had long heard that the old master of the Meng family had a particularly fiery temper, and his favorite saying was—

"Damn it, I'll kill you, you little bastard!"

Hui Shan was amused by He Wei Shao's silly look. "I never said I wasn't Miss Meng, you just didn't ask!"

He Weishao gave an awkward laugh, the smile barely lasting. He never asked a woman's name when he slept with her; who knew that after walking the dark path so many times, he would finally encounter a ghost!

If he had known earlier that Huishan was the eldest daughter of the Meng family, even if Huishan was more alluring than Daji, he would never have been tempted!

The Meng family is not to be trifled with; he has no intention of becoming the ghost under the peony!

He Weishao took Ye Qingqing and the others to Meng Yifan Hospital. The hospital had a large green area, very fresh air, birdsong and fragrant flowers, and a very nice environment. No wonder many wealthy people like to come here for health recuperation.

Huishan led Ye Qingqing and the others directly to Dr. Anthony's office.

"Professor Anthony only comes to China for one month a year. You are lucky. This month happens to be Professor Anthony's turn to be on duty. He is a world-leading ophthalmologist."

Huishan introduced Dr. Anthony's illustrious achievements, which sounded quite impressive.

"Thank you, Sister Huishan." Ye Qingqing was very grateful.

Regardless of whether Dr. Anthony can cure her eyes, Meng Huishan's kindness is truly commendable.

After all, she and Meng Huishan were complete strangers!

Meng Huishan laughed heartily, "It was nothing!"

Dr. Anthony was about 50 years old, a very strong and tall man with a big beard. He didn't look like a gentle and refined professor at all, but rather like a fitness instructor.

Meng Huishan seemed to be very familiar with Dr. Anthony. They hugged warmly upon meeting and she even rattled off a string of English words that Ye Qingqing couldn't understand at all.

He Weishao also has two mosquito coil rings around his eyes.

To Ye Qingqing's great surprise, Lu Mo could actually understand it.