The aloof and refined male god of the art world, who usually appears cold and refined, now wore a pitiful expression.
Looking at Meng Tian, who was no longer young, Xu Ying couldn't help but recall how her heart would soften whenever he showed such an expression when she was young.
That's how Meng Tian was back then. He appeared aloof and cold in front of others, but only she knew that behind the scenes, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
In private, they would pester people relentlessly.
"More than ten years ago, you were the one who broke up with me, and I never agreed. Now, I still haven't agreed. Xiaoying, please don't be angry anymore, okay? Let's get back together, okay?"
Xu Ying pointed to the wrinkles at the corner of her eyes: "I'm old now, Meng Tian, why do you still call me Xiao Ying?"
"Speaking of getting old, I am getting old. Look, I'm old too, wrinkles around my eyes, forehead wrinkles, I haven't lost any of them." Meng Tian made an exaggerated expression.
Xu Ying was amused by him and then immediately tensed up, her emotions somewhat complicated.
"Didn't you have a girlfriend while you were abroad?"
With fame comes trouble, especially since Meng Tian is handsome, the kind of man with striking bone structure who only gets more attractive with age.
Especially now that he is 48 years old, many female celebrities, models and even young girls are flocking to him.
Meng Tian would personally refute the rumors each time, ruthlessly exposing the other party's various lies and attempts to curry favor.
I just didn't expect that even at 48, he would still be involved in scandals.
Many people have tried to use Meng Tian for publicity, but Meng Tian has always clarified things. He has even hired lawyers and sentenced several people who spread rumors quite severely.
"I have a girlfriend, why would I need to date someone else? Ah Ying, you are my girlfriend."
"Why don't you understand? We've already broken up! We broke up after you went abroad. Couples can get a divorce if they've been separated for more than two years, let alone us, who weren't even husband and wife and had been separated for so many years."
"Why did you break up with me? You don't have any other men around you now. Can you tell me the truth?"
Meng Tian's eyes turned red.
Ignoring Xu Ying's resistance, he walked closer to her step by step.
Xu Ying had nowhere to retreat and was pinned against the door by him.
He held Xu Ying's hand: "Don't push me away anymore. I come back to China twice a year, once for your birthday and once for mine. If you hadn't pushed me away even once, I would have stayed. But you still pushed me away. Now, we're both old, and I don't want to waste any more time. So, A-Ying, please don't push me away anymore. Can't you tell me why?"
Xu Ying bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.
Finally, she seemed to have reached her breaking point: "Meng Tian! Why do you have to force me? Why do you insist on tearing off your veil of pretense? Stop pretending! You disgust me!"
This statement successfully hurt Meng Tian once again.
He took a step back. He comes back twice a year, and every time, she says the same thing. I never expected it to still be the same now.
She said he made her feel disgusted!
"What have I done? Did I cheat on you? I haven't touched anyone all these years! I've lived with my own hand every day. And you actually say I disgust you? Ah Ying, even if you're going to sentence me to death, at least let me die knowing why!"
Xu Ying looked up; her tears had stopped.
The vulnerability and sadness I felt just now were only fleeting.
After witnessing that scene that year, she felt utterly hopeless.
As a result, Meng Tian still comes back twice a year, putting on an act!
He wants to have it both ways!
Is it because that woman can't stand openly by his side, and it would embarrass him?
The emotion in Xu Ying's eyes vanished, and she regained her calm and composed demeanor: "Meng Tian, since you're going to be Xiao Ning's teacher, then do it properly! Don't even think about making advances on her! Originally, I didn't want to see you, nor did I want to be in the same room with you! But for Xiao Ning's safety, I absolutely cannot give you two a chance to be alone together. So, since you want to teach Xiao Ning, fine, then stick to the original plan. Arrange a time with Xiao Ning every day to come to my studio."
Meng Tiandu laughed in anger: "What kind of person do you take me for? Wan Ning is your niece, so she's also my niece. I treat her like a junior, and I will teach her well! In this life, I have never touched anyone else but you!"
Xu Ying merely gave a mocking smile: "I'm going out first. You can think about how to teach Xiao Ning."
Watching Xu Ying's departing figure, Meng Tian, who was usually good-tempered, slammed his fist against the wall, wincing in pain, but his heart ached even more.
What exactly happened between him and Xu Ying?
He has never blacked out while drunk, so there's no possibility that he was attacked while intoxicated.
He couldn't understand it.
Meng Tian took a deep breath.
If he hadn't been afraid of missing out on Xu Ying for the rest of his life, he might still be abroad now.
For ten years, Xu Ying has been giving him the silent treatment and refusing to communicate.
Because he is a celebrity, his every move is being watched.
In order not to disturb Xu Ying's peaceful life, Meng Tian always met with Xu Ying secretly. However, Xu Ying continued to push him away and even refused to meet with him at all.
This time, upon hearing that he would be teaching Jiang Wanning to paint, and after learning about the relationship between Jiang Wanning and Xu Ying, he accepted the offer without hesitation.
*
A dozen minutes later, Jiang Wanning and Meng Tian were in the same art studio.
Strictly speaking, Meng Tian and Jiang Wanning are colleagues.
They both loved to paint people and were good at capturing the essence of their subjects.
Meng Tian looked at several of Jiang Wanning's paintings and made no attempt to hide the admiration in his eyes.
"Wan Ning, you are really talented. It's only a matter of time before you become famous."
Xu Ying scoffed from the side, "Give me a break! Do you think everyone is like you, only thinking about becoming famous? Can't you paint because you love it?"
Meng Tian replied with a good-natured smile, "Yes, yes, A-Ying is right. I was indeed too eager for quick success and fame!"
Xu Ying was met with a rebuff, choked, and didn't continue speaking.
Jiang Wanning's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, but she smiled without saying a word.
There really is something going on.
The morning passed quickly.
We all had lunch together.
Xu Ying took Jiang Wanning's hand and went downstairs: "Master Meng, why don't you have your assistant bring you the food? We won't invite you. After all, you're a celebrity. If we get photographed together, it's not a big deal if rumors spread about us, since I'm already quite old. But my Xiaoning is already married. It wouldn't be good if rumors spread about you and her."
Meng Tian paused in his tracks, then smiled gently: "Okay, Aying, enjoy your meal. I'll just have a bowl of instant noodles. I saw some in the break room."
Xu Ying stopped in her tracks and glared at him angrily.
Why are you pretending to be pitiful!
Instant noodles?
Can Meng Tian, at his age, still eat instant noodles? He eats delicacies every day!
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