Chapter 106: Blind Date
【Xiangshan Club】
Zhou Xun was analyzing the data model on the tablet.
"This business model is completely replicable. According to my calculations, the return on investment within three years can reach..."
Fan Shengmei took notes seriously and occasionally asked a few professional questions.
Fu Wenying held the teacup and looked at the two people talking happily, feeling very satisfied.
A figure appeared behind the carved screen. Zhou Xun looked over Fan Shengmei's shoulder and was the first to notice Meng Yanchen's arrival. He also caught his gaze that had been fixed on Fan Shengmei since the door.
He smiled knowingly and put down the tablet in his hand.
"Yan Chen?"
Fu Wenying put down the teacup, and the jade bracelet made a clear sound.
"Why are you here?"
Meng Yanchen nodded slightly to his mother.
"I heard you were meeting here, so I came over, mother."
"Mother?"
Fan Shengmei's mind went blank and she murmured subconsciously.
She subconsciously looked at Meng Yanchen, her face full of shock.
Investing requires a lively mind. Zhou Xun quickly analyzed the situation, scratched his brow, looked at Meng Yanchen with a stifled smile, stood up to block Fu Wenying's sight, diverted his attention, and bought some time for the "good student" beside him to buffer his brain.
"Yanchen, long time no see."
Meng Yanchen stood calmly beside Fan Shengmei and said to Zhou Xun with a smile in a voice loud enough for Fu Wenying to hear.
"Have you seen Xiaoguo?"
Zhou Xun was very cooperative, "I've contacted him, and we're going to have dinner together the day after tomorrow."
Meng Yanchen said calmly, "I met him once last time at a negotiation meeting. He's grown quite well. You've trained him very well."
Zhou Xun glanced meaningfully at Fan Shengmei, then at Meng Yanchen, looking like he was watching a show.
"You've trained quite well."
Fu Wenying had obviously noticed the unusual atmosphere, but she was not sure why. She said softly,
"Yanchen, Zhou Xun is going to have dinner with Xiaomei later, so you should take Mom home."
"Mom, I'll ask Qin Yu to come pick you up."
Fu Wenying raised her eyes slightly, "What's wrong?"
Meng Yanchen turned to look at Fan Shengmei and said softly,
"Can I tell you?"
Fan Shengmei had obviously recovered and looked up at him. Before she could speak, Fu Wenying's voice turned cold.
"Yanchen, you say!"
Meng Yanchen turned to face his mother, his voice calm and firm.
"Mom, Xiaomei and I are dating. She's my girlfriend."
He paused, looking directly at Fu Wenying.
"So, you can't introduce her to others."
The air in the box froze instantly.
Fu Wenying tightened her fingers slightly, and the jade bracelet made a slight sound when it touched the teacup.
Her eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, finally settling on Fan Shengmei.
"Aunt,"
Fan Shengmei stepped forward and apologized sincerely, "I'm really sorry. I only found out today that you are Meng Yanchen's mother."
"Mom, this is none of her business."
Meng Yanchen immediately stepped forward and protected Fan Shengmei behind him.
Fu Wenying took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, but she maintained an elegant sitting posture and said to Fan Shengmei,
"You go back first."
Her voice was soft, but undeniable. "I want to talk to my son alone."
She turned to Zhou Xun, her tone returning to its usual calmness.
"Zhou Xun, please send her back."
Zhou Xun nodded and picked up his suit jacket.
When he passed by Meng Yanchen, he gently patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry."
Fan Shengmei looked at Meng Yanchen worriedly, and the latter nodded slightly at her, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
Only then did she pick up her bag and follow Zhou Xun out of the box.
The moment the door closed, Fu Wenying's teacup fell heavily on the table.
"Mother--"
Meng Yanchen just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Fu Wenying.
"Don't say it, I won't agree."
Meng Yanchen stood straight, "Mom, please listen to me first."
"Nothing you say will help."
Fu Wenying stood up suddenly. "I was soft-hearted and compromised in Qinqin's matter. What was the final result? What is the final outcome of a marriage between people from different social classes?"
"Yanchen, I always thought you were the child that your father and I could worry about the least. Why did you do this? Why did you repeat the same mistakes? Qinqin's matter has already broken your father and I's hearts. Why are you still so stubborn?"
"Mom, Xiaomei is different from Song Yan, and I am not Xu Qin. I know who I have chosen, and Xiaomei is also working hard to grow."
Meng Yanchen looked at his mother. "Don't you also see her shining points? Don't you like her too?"
Fu Wenying held the teacup tightly, resisting the urge to throw it away.
"It's one thing for me to like her. I can help her, give her advice, help her start a business, and even adopt her as my goddaughter. But there's no way I'd agree to let her enter the Meng family!"
She gripped the edge of the table tightly. "Yanchen, you are the helmsman of Guokun. Your marriage affects the entire Meng family and the entire Guokun. Mom and Dad have already said that we only have one request: a marriage of equal status!"
"This doesn't mean you should rely on the power of the girl's family. But at least—"
Fu Wenying took a deep breath and said, "At least when you encounter a crisis, the other party should have enough capital and connections to help you share the risk!"
"Dong Chengmin is eyeing us covetously, and there's undercurrents in the boardroom. You've finally managed to stabilize the situation. What can Fan Shengmei do to help you?"
"mom,"
Meng Yanchen stepped forward and said, "Please put yourself in my shoes. I am your son first, and the helmsman of Guokun secondly. I know what I want."
He took a deep breath. "She's worked so hard to be with me. Starting from the most basic business knowledge, working until the early morning every day. Do you know how many all-nighters she's pulled for the [Star Path] project?"
"effort?"
Fu Wenying sneered, "How much of her 'success' is due to your connections, relationships, and maybe even your financial resources?"
"Didn't you teach her that?"
Meng Yanchen's eyes were calm. "Haven't you always taught her to make good use of my resources and grow quickly?"
"She's learning very well and really respects you. Although she doesn't know who you are, she listens to you carefully and is growing and changing."
His voice softened, "Mom, you taught her well."
"shut up!"
Fu Wenying slammed the table and stood up. "I taught her to grow by relying on other people's nutrients, not to lie on my son and suck his blood!"
She suddenly remembered something, and her eyes became sharper. "She also told me that her boyfriend is an ordinary executive?"
"You also said that your son is abroad." Meng Yanchen responded softly.
Fu Wenying was stunned.
This sentence was like lighting a powder keg.
Fu Wenying slammed the table hard, and suddenly realized,
"Wait, I mean why do I always run into her?"
Her fingers trembled slightly, and she smashed a teacup onto Meng Yanchen's forehead.
"Meng Yanchen, this is all your arrangement!"
Her voice suddenly rose. "Is this your upbringing?"
Meng Yanchen bowed deeply. "Mom, I was wrong not to tell you in advance. I just hope you can get along with her without any prejudice and discover her true strengths."
He stood up straight, his eyes firm. "The facts prove that I was right. You like her very much, you get along well, and she is also willing to accept your suggestions."
Fu Wenying was so angry that she was shaking all over. She suddenly raised her hand and punched Meng Yanchen in the chest.
"Meng Yanchen, you are so powerful, are you going to force me to die? I tell you, I don't agree, I don't agree, I won't agree even if I die!"
"Even if you hate me again and still think I'm that unforgivable mother, even if you want to break up with this family, I won't agree!"
Meng Yanchen endured it motionlessly, letting his mother's fists fall on him. He hugged his mother tightly, warm tears slowly sliding down his cheeks, his voice calm and firm.
"Mom, you've worked hard playing the bad guy these years."
He felt his mother stiffen slightly in his arms and continued,
"I won't break up with my family, nor will I hate you. But at the same time—"
"I won't give up on her either. She often says that what she envied most about me was having a mother who was strict but loved her children deeply."
Fu Wenying's sobbing was particularly clear in the quiet tea room.
"Mom, trust me this time, okay? Give us a chance to prove that Xiaomei and I are not Song Yan and Xu Qin."
"Impossible...I disagree..."
Fu Wenying pushed him away, shaking her head, tears streaming down her face.
"Son, why don't you understand..."
Meng Yanchen explained, "I understand. Precisely because I understand, I must persist."
He knew that he had made his mother sad, but this hurdle had to be overcome sooner or later. Fortunately, it was an established fact that his mother liked Xiaomei, and she just needed time to adapt to the change of identity.
Late at night, after confirming that Fu Wenying had finally fallen asleep, Meng Yanchen gently covered her with a blanket.
The moonlight filtered through the window, casting tiny shadows between his tired brows.
He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Fan Shengmei.
【Have you slept yet?】
The other party replied almost instantly.
I'm at 2602.
Meng Yanchen looked at these words, and his nerves, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed a little. He quickly replied,
Wait for me.
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