Chapter 115 Breaking the Ice in Early Winter
Meng Yanchen's proposal was successful, everyone was happy and stayed at the villa for one more day.
As the sun sets, the snowfield is dyed orange-red, the campfire crackles, and sparks occasionally splash into the snow, making a slight sizzling sound.
A group of people sat around the fire.
On the beginner ski slope not far away, there was a chaotic scene.
After learning skiing for an entire afternoon without making any progress, Qiu Yingying felt that the trip was not in vain and she had to experience the speed and passion.
Sitting on the skateboard, he was holding Pei Yu's thighs tightly and rushing down at an uncontrollable speed.
"Let go! Qiu Yingying, let go! Your legs! How can I control my direction if you're holding me so tightly?!"
“Ahhhhhhhhh! No! I’m scared! Oh my god! Something’s going to crash! Help!”
Qiu Yingying closed her eyes and screamed louder than a pig being slaughtered. Her arms were clenched tighter, and she looked like a clumsy koala hanging on a sled.
Qu Xiaoxiao touched Yao Bin, who was standing beside her and whose eyes kept drifting towards the snow path, and said in a playful tone,
"Can you still bear this?"
Yao Bin quickly retracted his gaze, grabbed the hot cocoa in front of him and took a big sip, pretending to be stupid.
"What? I don't know."
Qu Xiaoxiao sneered and exposed it mercilessly.
"Just keep talking tough, I wonder how long you can hold it in. You'll be in trouble later."
Jiang Yu, who was sitting next to him, listened and silently took out his mobile phone, showing the group chat QR code of [Auspicious (3) Treasure].
"Or, you can add one too. It's only a matter of time."
He glanced at Bao Yifan, who was sitting next to Andy not far away, and lowered his voice.
"It's a great deal. We guarantee you'll learn and even pay for it. Three guarantees!"
Yao Bin glanced at the QR code, then quickly glanced at Guan Juer who was sitting quietly next to Andy, then turned his gaze back to Jiang Yu, curling his lips in a tone of disdain and knowing ridicule.
"Tsk, just looking at your progress, I know this group's teaching results are not very good."
Jiang Yu was choked, took back his phone, and said angrily,
"You don't understand. It's only a matter of time. I was once as young and frivolous as you. After I joined the club, I even handed over a project. You'll regret it soon."
Qu Xiaoxiao was too lazy to pay attention to their bickering. She turned to look at Fan Shengmei who was sitting next to her and stared at her for a long time.
Fan Shengmei noticed her gaze and touched her face.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Qu Xiaoxiao then turned her head away proudly, her voice light and airy.
"I just feel like... I finally don't have to help you check out men anymore, and I don't have to worry about you getting cheated. That's great."
Fan Shengmei felt warm in her heart, "You, your mouth is the only thing that hurts you."
Qu Xiaoxiao snorted, rolled her eyes and said smugly,
"What's wrong with my mouth? The 22nd floor doesn't have the fighting power of the two of us. With just the three of them, one is cold, one is stupid, and one is silent, they will be bullied to death."
Fan Shengmei couldn't help laughing and changed the subject.
"What about you? Do you have any new goals since you separated from Dr. Zhao?"
Qu Xiaoxiao said "Aiya" exaggeratedly and waved her hands.
"Oh my god, don't you know how busy I am? And you, on the other hand, spend all day in love, acting as your boss, Fan. Don't I have to take care of all the things in your career? After that report on Meng Yanchen came out, the number of inquiries skyrocketed! I even raised the rent by another 10%! Even with this, the threshold is almost flattened!"
She took a sip of hot red wine and continued to complain, "And my own company! There are so many things to do! I didn't know I, Qu Xiaoxiao, could accomplish so much!"
She waved her hand, her eyes sparkling. "A man? Can a man be as good as money? Now is the time to make money! When I've made enough money, I, Qu Xiaoxiao, will be able to find any man I want."
"A pure man, a wolf-dog younger than him, a steady uncle. As long as I, Qu Xiaoxiao, take action, there is nothing I can't handle!"
Qu Xiaoxiao was talking excitedly when her cell phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone, her voice drawn out and coquettish.
"Dad~"
But the next second, her tone became heavy. She quickly glanced at Fan Shengmei, stood up and walked away.
The petite figure, accompanied by a few words, is getting farther and farther away——
"Where would I get so much money? You know, all my money is invested in Star Journey and the company..."
Fan Shengmei looked at her back, thoughtful.
Most likely, Qu Lianjie lost money gambling, or suffered huge losses in some unreliable project. Qu's father was too embarrassed to admit his mistake, so he had to ask his youngest daughter for help.
"What are you thinking about?"
Her shoulders suddenly felt warm, and Meng Yanchen put a cashmere shawl on her.
Fan Shengmei retracted her gaze, smiled at him, and naturally leaned towards him.
"I was thinking...I want to visit your house after I get back, where you live."
Meng Yanchen suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth raised, unable to suppress it.
"A short visit or a short stay?"
He lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, "Or, my property rights change?"
Fan Shengmei poked his chest.
"You wish. I promised Aunt Fu that I would do my duty until she agrees. Please don't let me waste all my efforts."
Meng Yanchen took a deep breath, hugged her and looked at the starry sky.
"Soon, I have a feeling it'll be here."
He suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask,
"Am I a bit of a mama's boy?"
Fan Shengmei deliberately put on a stern face and nodded seriously.
"Well, it seems a little."
She suppressed her laughter, "So Mr. Meng is a mama's boy."
Meng Yanchen's eyes darkened, his arms suddenly tightened, and he moved closer to her with an ambiguous tone.
"Then I think... it's necessary to prove myself and change your prejudice."
【Meng's House】
Fu Wenying sat alone on the sofa in the living room, her fingertips gently stroking the screen of her mobile phone.
On the screen was a photo sent by Mrs. Xiao at the right time——
In the snow, Meng Yanchen protected Fan Shengmei behind him, holding a snowball in his hand, his brows relaxed, and his smile unrestrained.
She stared at him blankly, unable to remember the last time her son laughed like that.
Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the outline of Meng Yanchen in the photo until she heard footsteps behind her. She quickly locked the screen and put the phone upside down on her knees.
Meng Huaijin came over and sat down beside her.
"What are you looking at so intently?"
"nothing."
Fu Wenying looked calm as she picked up the scented tea on the coffee table and took a sip.
Meng Huaijin glanced at the phone on her lap, didn't ask any more questions, just sighed softly,
"Wen Ying, you and Yan Chen have worked so hard over the years."
Fu Wenying was slightly startled and looked at her husband.
"Okay, why are you suddenly saying this?"
Meng Huaijin sighed, his eyes looking out the window at the dark night, his voice filled with rare self-reflection.
"After Qinqin passed away, I thought a lot. Although we unanimously decided to adopt her after discussing it, later on, the responsibility of raising her fell almost entirely on your shoulders. I was busy with the group's affairs and paid too little attention to this family and the children."
Fu Wenying lowered her eyes and stroked the warm wall of the cup with her fingertips.
"This is the tacit understanding we have reached invisibly."
She smiled bitterly, "Besides... I didn't teach Qinqin well either. In the end, I failed your friend's trust."
"No, it's not your fault."
Meng Huaijin stretched out his hand and gently put his arm around his wife's shoulders.
"You taught that girl named Xiaomei very well, so it's obviously not your problem."
Fu Wenying immediately heard the hidden meaning and sat up straight.
"Old Meng, if you're here tonight to lobby for your son, then don't say anything. This time, you must stand on the same front with me."
Meng Huaijin had no choice but to pull her back into his arms. "Yes, yes, I have always been on the same front with you."
He coaxed her, "I'm going to be the bad guy this time. That kid is getting more and more unreasonable. I'll teach him a lesson when I get back."
He paused, and his voice softened again, with a hint of barely perceptible heartache.
“In fact, after Qinqin came, the one who felt the most aggrieved was Yanchen.”
Fu Wenying's body stiffened slightly.
Meng Huaijin patted her arm gently. "Qinqin was adopted. We were afraid she might be too sensitive, so we pampered her in every way. However, we unknowingly placed a lot of invisible pressure, excessive expectations, and strict requirements on Yanchen. Thinking of him as a brother, a boy, and the future responsibilities of Guokun... This child is also sensible. He always knows what he "should" do, but he never tells us what he "really" likes."
He paused, a hint of melancholy in his voice.
"She talks less and less to us. Even her initial feelings for Qinqin—"
"Old Meng!"
Fu Wenying interrupted him harshly, seemingly unwilling to touch upon the taboo topic again.
Meng Huaijin glanced at the time and said gently, "It's getting late, go to bed early."
In early winter, snow falls and the courtyard is filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms...
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