Tan Yuchen chuckled softly, his carefree spirit reaching its very core.

"So, what does Mr. Meng mean?"

"What love or not? Go back and look up the meaning of that word. It was a secret relationship to begin with, but you're making it known to everyone."

Meng Jiuyi couldn't tolerate his recklessness. "Whether we're close or not is up to me, and when we meet is also up to me. Remember to stay three meters away from me when we're out. We're not close. If you dare to mess around again, I'll fire you."

It's just a competition of who can be more shameless; anyone can do that.

She felt that what she said was quite righteous and eloquent, but the man kept laughing silently, his shoulders and breath trembling. The sound tickled her ears, and Meng Jiuyi kicked him away and got off.

Tan Yuchen put his arm around her waist, deeply agreeing with her.

"Okay, I don't have much experience this first time."

He lifted her chin and gently stroked it. "Let's set a time for a rendezvous. President Meng is always in the main room, so he can't understand the pain of being alone in an empty room."

He spoke slowly, “You know, when a man is lonely and isolated to a certain extent, he will go crazy.”

She knows nothing!

Meng Jiuyi took a deep breath, his face showing no sign of anything amiss. "We'll talk about it this weekend. I'll contact you when I'm free."

"Always ready."

Tan Yuchen carried her to the side, got up to turn on the light, picked up the high heels by the door, and helped her put them on.

The shoes were silver, with slender pearl straps wrapped around her ankles, resembling the finest mutton-fat jade. Meng Jiu watched him guide her foot into the shoes and suddenly felt a little awkward.

He squatted down beside her feet, holding her feet in his palms. She felt a ticklish sensation, perhaps from the calluses on his palms. The short hair at the back of the man's neck looked very soft under the white light.

It's like a Tibetan Mastiff that has tamed its ferocity.

Meng Jiuyi instinctively tried to pull his foot back, but he held it firmly and didn't budge.

"Didn't Cen Dong say you brought friends? Where are they?"

She wouldn't have said anything if other people asked her this, but this person was just too perceptive.

Meng Jiuyi said, "She went to join in the fun, why didn't I see Tan Ni?"

“The bridesmaid group was short one person, so she was temporarily called in to fill the gap.”

Meng Jiuyi lowered his eyes and said, "No wonder I didn't see her."

The topic was diverted, and Tan Yuchen looked up at her, his dark pupils unfathomable.

"Although I don't have much experience as a third brother, I won't be as petty and narrow-minded as some people. I'll be broad-minded and tolerant, and I can even play mahjong with my younger brothers. Mr. Meng, would you like to consider this?"

"......."

Meng Jiuyi had already developed the ability to automatically pick up on what was being said, and he tapped the shoe on his hand.

"You haven't even mastered the basics, yet you want to advance?"

After saying that, she stood up nimbly, her arrogance undiminished, "Don't come with me."

Tan Yuchen raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

She opened the door, looked around to make sure no one was outside, quickly left the corridor, and even went to the restroom to touch up her makeup. As she went downstairs, guests streamed in, making the banquet hall even more lively than before.

Meng Yintong also arrived. He Zhizhou put his arm around her waist and chatted with his family. They talked about something, and Meng Yintong buried her face in his shoulder and laughed.

Having witnessed the scene on the balcony earlier, Meng Jiuyi now finds himself at a loss for words as he sees the two of them showing affection.

Meng Yintong turned her head and saw her, and walked straight towards her.

"I heard you cut ties with your family after you came back from abroad. You're so tough. Why don't you take your mother, who's a burden on you, with you?"

Meng Jiuyi was actually hesitating about whether to tell her, haha.

"If you have so much free time, why don't you keep an eye on your boyfriend who's loved by everyone and adored by flowers? Aren't you afraid he'll be stolen away?"

Meng Yintong could certainly hear the sarcasm in her voice, and immediately put on a cold face, "Meng Jiuyi, you can't stand to see me doing well, can you?!"

"What does it matter to me whether you're well or not?"

The two looked like they were about to fight again. Feng Ran gestured to He Zhizhou to pull her back and whispered.

"You get angry over trivial matters? How can you be the matriarch of the He family with such a narrow mind?"

Feng Lan had been hiding at home because of her divorce, afraid of being laughed at. Naturally, Feng Ran blamed Meng Jiuyi for this.

Madam He asked in a low voice who Feng Ran was, and she smiled faintly and said that she was an insignificant person.

Judging from her reaction, it didn't seem like it. Thinking of the rumors about Meng Jiuyi being an illegitimate daughter of the Meng family, Madam He glanced at Meng Jiuyi across from her, her contempt evident in her expression.

Suddenly, a commotion arose in the crowd. Several people turned to look and saw the eldest son of the Xu family appear at the banquet in a black suit. The suit was of fine quality, and the trousers made his legs look very long. His tie was neatly pressed into the suit.

The person next to him smiled and reached out to shake his hand. He had a very good demeanor; even though he was indifferent, he gave people just the right amount of gentleness and elegance.

Meng Jiuyi's gaze passed over his tie and Adam's apple, down to his deep, misty eyes. She remembered that he had called a few days ago to say he would come to pick her up, but she had firmly said she had something to do and couldn't come, and then she forgot about it.

!!

Before she could even look away, he, with his keen perception, instantly followed her gaze, only to find his expression obscured by numerous figures.

As the waiter passed by, Meng Jiuyi discreetly reached for a glass of wine.

Zhou Bo went up to him and said something, but he just shook his head and smiled, and then walked over on his own.

"Chairman Xu."

He Zhizhou immediately came forward and warmly extended his hand, "I've heard about your return to China for a long time and have been looking for an opportunity to visit you. I hope this is not too abrupt."

The meager profits from He's Medical Care were nothing to Song He. Every year, tens of millions of yuan worth of medical equipment had to be ordered through Xu's company. Not only He Zhizhou, but also his father and wife stepped forward to shake hands with him warmly, and even introduced their future daughter-in-law, Meng Yintong.

Discussing business in this kind of setting is rather vulgar, but getting to know someone is always a good thing.

Xu Yanzhi extended his hand, his words steady and calm, "Nice to meet you."

He was so good at hiding his emotions that no one noticed the impatience between his brows, and he still appeared gentle and polite.

Meng Yintong was stunned by his elegant demeanor. Sure enough, men can't stand comparisons. Suddenly, she realized that He Zhizhou, whom she treated like a hot commodity, was just like that.

He's father asked about Xu Yungan.

"My father went back to Germany a couple of days ago for some business. Please wait a moment—" Xu Yanzhi apologized to them, then glanced to his left.

"Where do you want to slip away to?"

Everyone turned to look, and his gaze was fixed on Meng Jiuyi, who was wearing a halter dress and leaving with a waiter, pretending to be very busy.

Just moments ago, he had been keeping his distance, displaying a gentlemanly and businesslike smile. Now, however, his lips seemed to curl into a slight smile, carrying a hint of composure.