Chapter 83 Wen Chi and Meng Qiyue (Bonus Chapter 2)
When Meng Qiyue returned home, Mr. Meng specially bought her favorite jewelry to make her happy. However, even after Meng Qiyue put the gifts away, she still didn't give her father a kind look.
And so Mr. Meng got another gray hair.
It was a rare occasion for all four people to be seated together for dinner at the Meng family's house today.
Mrs. Meng felt sorry for her daughter who could only come home once a week, so she kept putting her favorite dishes on her plate.
Meng Qiyue was having a great time chatting with her mother, completely ignoring Mr. Meng.
As for Wen Chi, he never needed anyone's attention; he was always very quiet.
In the midst of this seemingly "harmonious" scene, Mr. Meng suddenly spoke up, "July, all your good friends are engaged, and you don't even have a boyfriend yet. At your age, you can start trying to meet people of the opposite sex. I have some friends whose children are all quite nice. Why don't you pick one, and I'll introduce you to them?"
Wen Chi paused slightly in her chopsticks, then resumed her indifferent demeanor as if nothing had happened.
Meng Qiyue looked at her father, "Are you going to set me up on a blind date?"
In an ordinary family, Meng Qiyue wouldn't be in a hurry at her age, but as the eldest daughter of the Meng family, finding a partner is not just her own business.
Although most parents no longer force their children to marry through arranged marriages, they still hope that their children's marriages can maximize their benefits when given the choice.
Mr. Meng said, "It's too early to bring up blind dates. I just wanted you to meet more people."
This is a euphemism; he was afraid his daughter would be offended, so he tried to say it in a way she could accept.
Meng Qiyue said, "I don't want to get to know these people."
Mr. Meng said, "All you do is play on your phone and play games all day. You stay at home during holidays and don't go anywhere. You're such a homebody that you have no social circle of people of the opposite sex your own age. Many young people are delaying marriage and childbirth because of you, which is why the world's birth rate is declining sharply and the population is aging more and more..."
Meng Qiyue interrupted her father's long-winded speech directly: "I refuse."
Mr. Meng's eyebrows twitched. "You don't want to go out and make friends, nor do you want to meet the people I introduce to you. What exactly do you plan to do?"
Meng Qiyue: "I don't plan to get married."
As soon as she said this, everyone at the table looked at her.
Meng Qiyue stood up, crossed her arms, and arrogantly raised her face. Her eyes were full of disdain, as if everyone she saw was nothing more than a shallow ant. "You don't need to think about introducing me to someone and marrying me off. Even if I grow old alone, I will still die in the Meng family."
Seeing that Mr. Meng was about to say something, Meng Qiyue spoke up first, "You don't need to say that I won't get married and that I won't have children to take care of me in my old age. You can have children even if you don't get married. If the Meng family needs an heir, I can spend money to find a high-quality man to cooperate with, and then the father will be replaced by the son."
Meng Qiyue snorted, "Don't worry, I won't let your Meng family line die out."
Mrs. Meng dropped her chopsticks on the table.
The haughty young lady uttered these hurtful words and turned to go upstairs.
Mr. Meng slammed his fist on the table, “Meng Qiyue! Where did you get these crooked and heretical ideas from!”
Meng Qiyue had already gone upstairs, and after turning the corner, everyone had disappeared.
Mr. Meng's heart couldn't take it anymore. He looked at his wife and said, "Why don't you say anything to her!"
Mrs. Meng calmly drank her soup. "What July said isn't without reason. It's better to leave the father and keep the child without getting married than for the husband to bring back an illegitimate child from outside someday."
Mr. Meng was so angry that his heart almost stopped beating.
Wen Chi, who had been ignoring this issue all along, suddenly said, "I am not an illegitimate child."
Mrs. Meng chose to ignore the child. She came from a respectable family, and it was not in her right to criticize a child. However, she also had her own reservations, so her attitude towards the child was to ignore him.
Mr. Meng couldn't hold back any longer, and for the first time, he explained, "Wen Chi is not my child!"
Mrs. Meng chuckled. "If he's not your child, then whose child is he?"
Mr. Meng hesitated, his face grim, then turned and walked towards the door. "You just wait! I'll produce the evidence!"
On Sunday noon, neither Mr. Meng nor Mrs. Meng were home.
Wen Chi had a half-day off today. When he returned from school, he immediately saw Meng Qiyue squatting in front of the rose bushes in the courtyard, filming a video.
Meng Qiyue has an assignment to make a short video. Tomorrow is Monday, and if she doesn't hurry, she'll be too late. Looking at the flowers in the video, she wants to capture a better shot and unconsciously leans forward.
At that moment, a hand suddenly landed on the side of her face.
Meng Qiyue looked up, following the hand's movement upwards, and saw the young man's cold and handsome face. She asked, "What are you doing?"
Wen Chi moved the thorny flowers away from her, not caring at all that her hands were pricked by the thorns.
Meng Qiyue paused slightly; if it weren't for his hand, her face might have been stabbed.
Was he... protecting her?
How is that possible?
She treated him very badly!
Meng Qiyue assumed a fighting stance. She stood up, instantly resembling a warrior ready for battle, and then arrogantly scoffed, "And you're supposed to be a top student who always gets first place in every exam? Don't you know roses have thorns? You actually went and touched them directly. I've never seen such a foolish person. Or do you know that the nanny keeps a first-aid kit in the storage room in the stairwell, with newly bought bandages, so you want to shamelessly play the victim?"
Wen Chi remained silent.
Meng Qiyue said angrily, "Why are you mute again!"
He said, "You know I always get first place in every exam."
Meng Qiyue put her hands on her hips and said, "What, are you trying to show off in front of me?"
Wen Chi said in a low, gentle voice, "You're paying attention to me."
Meng Qiyue frowned slightly. "What kind of tone is that? It's disgusting."
Wen Chi stretched out his hand, which had been pricked by a flower, and said, "I'm injured here."
Sure enough, several small red dots appeared on his palm.
Meng Qiyue pursed her lips.
He added, "If I don't treat it, it might get infected, and the wound could become very serious. I have a mock exam coming up soon, and that exam is very important to me. If my hand..."
Meng Qiyue: "Didn't I already tell you where the first-aid kit is? How could you be so stupid!"
Who is the stupid one?
Wen Chi's gaze was deep and unfathomable. "You talk too much. It's too noisy. I can't remember it all."
Meng Qiyue was annoyed by the word "noisy". She ignored him, walked around him for a few steps, and when she realized that no one was following her, she stopped and turned around.
A boy in a school uniform stood in the sunlight with a bag on his back. The intense light bathed his black hair, and a thin layer of sweat seemed to have formed on his fair and smooth face.
But the flowers around him were blooming so brilliantly.
Meng Qiyue: "Come here."
Wen Chi looked at her silently, as if he didn't understand who she was talking to.
Meng Qiyue stamped her foot, "Wen Chi, you come here right now!"
He slowly uttered an "oh" before taking a step forward.
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