"Looking forward to seeing you again, my dear sister."
At the Meng family home, Meng Wan looked at the text message on her phone and snorted coldly.
"I've never seen you call me this intimately before, you pervert."
"Wanwan, what are you muttering about? Time to eat!"
"It's here." Meng Wan put her phone away without replying.
In the stillness of the night, the girl on the bed tossed and turned but did not wake up, her brows furrowed, as if trapped in a certain scene.
"Young master, this is the wine that the master asked me to bring back."
"Put it in the wine cellar."
"yes."
"etc."
"Put it here," said Tang Qi, pointing to the table.
"here?"
"Is there a problem?" Tang Qi raised an eyebrow, and his assistant immediately shook his head.
"No...no."
When five-year-old Tang Wan woke up and looked for something to eat, Tang Qi had already opened the wine.
The red liquid swirled in the wine glass. Tang Qi took a sip casually. He had long wanted to try the method of tasting red wine taught by his etiquette teacher.
"Tang Qi, what are you drinking?" The childish voice gave Tang Qi an idea.
"Grape juice."
"Is it good?" At that time, Tang Wan was still very naive. Although Tang Qi always tricked her, in this empty house where her parents were often away, Tang Qi was the only person Tang Wan could talk to and trust.
"It's a little sour." Tang Qi pretended to take it away, but the little leg was faster and hugged his leg, like a leg accessory. Even when Tang Qi pretended to shake his leg, she refused to let go.
"I don't believe you're going to secretly drink it again."
"Little brat, you want a beating, don't you?"
"Give me a drink." At that time, Tang Wan was still a bit spoiled and willful.
"Okay, okay, let go, I'll pour it for you." Tang Qi seemed annoyed by the pestering and responded perfunctorily.
Hearing this, Tang Wan finally let go of Tang Qi. She climbed onto her special little chair and watched Tang Qi pour a little bit of drink into her special little cup.
"Tang Qi, you're such a cheapskate." Tang Wan's face fell as she glared angrily at Tang Qi, noticing that there was only a small amount of drink left in her cup.
"Little Radish Ding has quite an appetite," Tang Qi said, then poured a symbolic little bit for Tang Wan.
Tang Wan wanted to argue her point, but Tang Qi pretended to pull back and then immediately used his chubby little hand to protect her. He hurriedly poured the drink into his mouth, and in his haste, he choked on it.
Tang Qi was startled. While patting her back, he grabbed a few tissues and wiped her mouth.
"What's the rush?" Tang Qi frowned.
"Tang Qi, cough cough cough, it's not juice cough, you... cough, you lied to me again." Little Tang Wan's face was red, but it amused Tang Qi.
"You wanted to drink it yourself."
"It itches...it's so uncomfortable..."
Tang Qi smiled, but saw that Xiao Tang Wan's face was getting redder and redder, and she kept grabbing his arm, looking like she was having difficulty breathing.
"Hey, little one? Are you alright?"
A flicker of panic crossed Tang Qi's eyes. He pressed down on Xiao Tang Wan's flailing hands, rolled up his sleeves, and saw that her once jade-like hands were covered in a dense rash of red rashes. She tugged at Tang Qi's clothes, trying to say something, but couldn't utter a word.
"Aunt Liu! Call the doctor! Aunt Liu!"
To my recollection, Tang Qi had never spoken in such a loud tone. But at that moment, Tang Wan's consciousness was gradually fading, her mouth opening and closing, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible.
"Little one! Tang Wan!" Tang Qi put his ear close and could only faintly hear a soft "brother".
"Damn it!" Tang Qi gritted his teeth, picked up Tang Wan and ran outside, almost knocking over Aunt Liu who rushed in.
When Xiao Tang Wan woke up again, she was no longer at home. Strangely, her hand was still tightly gripping Tang Qi's index finger.
"Hey, little one, how are you?"
Tang Wan, on a ventilator, opened her mouth slightly, then drifted back to sleep. In her hazy state, she seemed to hear a voice, as if drifting from a distant place, saying, "I'm sorry."
'Beep beep beep...'
The vibration of her phone woke Meng Wan from her sleep. She raised her hand to turn it off, sat up, scratched her head, and wondered why she had dreamed about these old memories.
It was 8:30, an hour before the time I had arranged to meet Meng Zhilian.
"Wanwan? Why are you up so early today, it's the weekend?" Meng Boqun was eating breakfast at the dining table.
"Um... I have to go out today." Meng Wan sat down, looking a little out of sorts.
"Why do you look so listless? Didn't you sleep well?" Qin Yi touched her forehead; everything seemed normal.
"No, I dreamt about some old things that weren't exactly pleasant memories." She suddenly grabbed Qin Yi's hand, her serious expression startling Qin Yi.
"Mom, you almost didn't get to see me again, you know!"
"What is this child saying?" Qin Yi rubbed her head and looked at Meng Boqun.
"Still not fully awake? Here, eat the egg to replenish your protein." Meng Boqun placed the peeled egg in Meng Wan's bowl, and Meng Wan did not refuse, picking it up and eating it.
When Meng Wan appeared downstairs at the Laonian Entertainment Company, Meng Zhilian was already waiting for her in the lobby.
"You're here quite early." There were still ten minutes until the time they had agreed to meet.
"I came over since there was nothing else."
Let's go.
Everyone in the company knew Meng Wan, and no one stopped them; the two easily made it to the 22nd floor.
"Sister Bai!" After knocking lightly on the door twice, Meng Wan pushed it open and entered.
"Hey Miss, it's been months since you finally showed your face." Sister Bai was dressed in a white suit, which fit her perfectly and made her look elegant. Her bright red lipstick and exquisite manicure, paired with seven-centimeter high heels, made her look both cool and beautiful, exuding a powerful aura.
"Isn't it because you're here that I can feel so at ease? Isn't the gift I brought you nice?"
"I love it so much." Bai Liling pinched Meng Wan's cheek. If she didn't know that Meng Wan had no intention of entering the entertainment industry, she would definitely be able to turn Meng Wan into a top star who was no less popular than He Tong!
"Let me introduce you. This is my brother, Meng Zhilian. I'm here mainly for his business."
"Hello, Bai Liling."
"Hello, Meng Zhilian."
The two acted like complete business partners, lacking the liveliness and ease they displayed when interacting with Meng Wan.
"I've pretty much got the gist of it. Her physique, looks, and voice are all good. Does she only want to develop her career as a singer?"
"Yes." Meng Zhilian's words were as cold as his silver hair.
"Let's go to the recording studio to test the sound first. By the way, He Tong is recording a new song in the studio right now. Do you want to go check on him?"
"certainly."
"Brother, I composed the music, and your idol sings the song. This trip was worthwhile, wasn't it?"
Meng Zhilian had the highest level of acceptance in the entire Meng family. After hearing about what Meng Wan had done at home, he was now completely calm. After all, nothing was more shocking than his idol working under his sister's company.
Wait, she composed the music?!
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