His face turned red, and he coughed violently a few times. Meng Wan couldn't bear to watch, so she pressed his arm down, and Meng Zhili actually stopped coughing.
"Huh? Who?" Meng Boqun felt he was getting old and was starting to hallucinate.
"Qian Yixuan." Meng Wan repeated it again, word by word, as if afraid that Meng Boqun hadn't heard her.
"No, Wanwan, putting everything else aside, Qian Yixuan is known for being mysterious and unpredictable. How do you know he's returning to China next week?"
“He said it himself,” Meng Wan said matter-of-factly, but the three of them were stunned by this sudden news. A bunch of question marks appeared in their minds, but when they actually tried to ask, they were stuck and could only look at each other with hesitant expressions.
“He happens to be good at drawing, knows a bit about psychology, and has a stable personality. I’m thinking of taking Zhiyao to meet him; maybe it will be helpful.”
“She happens to be able to draw…and knows a bit about psychology…” Meng Zhili repeated Meng Wan’s words, his lips twitching.
This is someone who appeared in textbooks at the age of 25! A double success in the arts and medicine, renowned worldwide. This isn't someone money can easily manipulate; he's a top figure whom even those in power have to respect!
Meng Zhili kept these thoughts to himself. After all, his younger sister had just returned, and he couldn't lose face as an older brother.
"Wanwan, what's your relationship with Qian Yixuan?" Given Meng Zhiyao's condition, it's no surprise that they had consulted a doctor and knew Qian Yixuan. It was precisely because of this that they knew how difficult it was to find Qian Yixuan; even paparazzi couldn't find his trail.
Actually, he wasn't like this in his early years. He just happened to participate in an art photo shoot, and someone took a picture of him and posted it online. After he became famous, his achievements were naturally known to more people, and his private life was constantly being spied on.
Unable to bear the harassment any longer, Qian Yixuan disconnected from the internet and disappeared into the city. From then on, no one could find him unless he wanted to. Often, the only way to get a little news about him was when he attended some exhibition or seminar.
It was precisely because of this that Meng Boqun and his wife were unable to arrange a meeting with Qian Yixuan. Not only could they not arrange a meeting, they didn't even know where he was.
“My friend, he’s a really nice person.” Meng Wan’s expression was as innocent as could be when she said this.
“Wanwan, men are all the same, you’re still young…” Meng Zhili swallowed, thinking of how to say it in a way that would make Meng Wan more accepting, when Meng Wan suddenly laughed.
"No, Second Brother, what are you thinking? I'm not even an adult yet!" Meng Wan said, both amused and exasperated.
"Well done, well done." Meng Zhili patted Meng Wan's head, feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject. Meng Wan really wanted to point out what she did well, but she held back.
Neither of them realized that they had unknowingly brought each other close to the intimate distance they had set.
"What should I say, Mom and Dad?" Meng Wan didn't forget the important matter.
Only after being reminded did the three realize they had gone off-topic.
"Of course! Even if Yaoyao doesn't go out, I'll still drag him along with you."
“However, you may not be able to go with us,” Meng Wan said, trying to be as tactful as possible.
The couple paused for a moment, exchanged a glance, and then nodded.
"I understand, I understand. We'd be content if Yaoyao and Mr. Qian could meet. It's much better than doing nothing at all like this." Qin Yi rubbed her hands, looking a little nervous.
"Wanwan, thank you." Meng Boqun stepped forward, patted Meng Wan's shoulder, his tone heavy, and the white hair on his head revealed a hint of sadness.
Meng Wan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't show it, only pursing her lips. She curled the corners of her mouth, looking casual and carefree, as if she didn't care about anything.
“We’re family,” she said.
Meng Boqun didn't say anything, but gently patted Meng Wan's shoulder again.
With Meng Zhiyao's matter temporarily resolved, Meng Zhili and Meng Wan finally began their final year of high school. The two wore completely different school uniforms: one was neat and tidy, the other was covered in paint, each displaying their unique personalities.
"Wanwan, aren't you wearing your school uniform?" Qin Yi came out of the kitchen with breakfast in her hands, while Meng Boqun had already gone out to set up his stall.
After two days of trial operation, Meng Boqun quickly got the hang of it and could do it well on his own. So, after discussing it with Qin Yi, they decided that he would go out to set up the stall every morning, while Qin Yi would stay at home and go over to help out in the afternoon when school was about to let out. This greatly relieved Qin Yi's fatigue.
“Mom, this is a tradition at Wanwan’s school.” Meng Zhili followed behind Qin Yi and put down the bowls and chopsticks.
"Yes, the school will give us a piece of clothing to design ourselves. We'll wear our own design on the first day of school. How does it look?" Meng Wan twirled around confidently, showing off her design.
The white t-shirt is stained with irregular colors, and if you look closely you can see the brushstrokes. The bright colors are boldly used and blended, exuding a sense of freedom and casualness, which makes people feel inexplicably good.
"Beautiful, Wanwan is really amazing." Qin Yi's tone was full of pride.
After breakfast, the two left home amidst Qin Yi's words of advice, embarking on their journey to school. As they walked onto the main road, many people wearing the same school uniform as Meng Zhili looked in their direction, muttering amongst themselves.
The main street was noisy, and their conversation was inaudible. The two ignored it and boarded the bus one after the other.
"How come people from our school are hanging out with people from elite schools?"
"Willing to take the bus for love? That's truly admirable."
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