Chapter 2: It's more like a business negotiation than a family reunion
The driver, Uncle Chen, prepared the car to take Lu Anran... No, it was already Meng Anran.
The car took her out of the Xishan Huafu villa area and entered the main road with heavy traffic. Meng Anran said, "That's enough. Pull over."
Uncle Chen was surprised. "Miss, I can just take you to Meng's house. Why do you have to take a taxi there yourself?"
"A friend is here to pick me up."
Meng Anran simply said this, and Uncle Chen pulled the car over in front of a bus stop.
Her best friend didn't show up for a long time, but a white Honda that looked a bit old stopped in front of her.
The driver's door opened, and a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples got out, rubbed his hands, and walked towards her nervously.
"You are An Ran, right?" the other person asked, nervously introducing himself: "I am your dear... I am Meng Rong."
Perhaps it was because he saw Meng Anran wearing clothes worth over ten thousand yuan and her outstanding temperament, the man couldn't hide the uneasiness on his honest face.
Meng Anran smiled an official and proper smile, "Hello, are you here specially to pick me up?"
Meng Rong nodded. "Would you... like to come to our house? Your mother really wants to meet you."
"Of course I will go. Thank you for your hard work." Meng Anran smiled calmly, showing a bit of friendliness.
She followed Mengrong into the car and habitually opened the back door. After thinking for a moment, she sat in the passenger seat again.
On the way, Meng Anran sent a message to her best friend briefly explaining the situation, then put away her phone. She sat silently with her chin supported, and looked around curiously at the environment inside the car.
The room was cramped and dim, and was filled with the smell of sweat, leather, and even some unknown cheap perfume from the man next to me.
There were order notifications on the phone in front from time to time, and the man pressed them all in a hurry.
Meng Rong secretly looked at the graceful girl beside him. She looked 80% similar to his wife when she was young, as if they were carved from the same mold.
However, even the daughter he had raised for seventeen years felt that the family was poor and left without looking back for the Lu family's wealth.
What’s more, she is the eldest daughter who has been pampered for seventeen years?
Maybe she just agreed to go home with him to meet her biological mother out of courtesy, and after seeing the environment at home, she would leave without hesitation?
The car drove into a residential area.
She followed Mengrong into one of the buildings. The building number had faded due to years of wind and rain, and "12" was vaguely written on it.
Two families live opposite each other on one floor, and each household has two doors: an iron door outside and a wooden door inside.
When they reached the sixth floor, Meng Rong took a breath and patted the iron door on the left, "Wan Man, open the door."
"Here I come."
Accompanied by a gentle and pleasant voice coming from inside, the wooden door was opened, and what came into Meng Anran's eyes was a face without any makeup but with unparalleled beauty.
Seeing the other person's eyebrows, it was as if looking in a mirror. Lian Meng Anran couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hello, I'm Anran."
Su Wanman's eyes were still red and swollen, probably because she had been crying for a long time because of the sudden departure of the daughter she had raised for seventeen years.
But when he saw the girl in front of him with her beautiful eyebrows, white teeth and a pair of peach blossom eyes as bright as water, the pain in his heart seemed to be alleviated a little.
Her biological daughter is back.
Su Wanman quickly pushed open the iron door. The corridor was very narrow. Meng Anran leaned sideways to make way for her, and then entered the door through the narrow space.
"Come in quickly." Su Wanman had a slight smile on her face.
After stepping in, Meng Anran took a quick look around.
The house is not big, and some of the walls are yellowing and peeling, but you can tell that this family lives very attentively and keeps it very clean. There are even a few lilies in a glass bottle on a small table in the corner.
The lilies are in full bloom, emitting a faint fragrance.
The environment was full of warmth, she just couldn't believe that such a small house could accommodate six people.
Su Wanman poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Meng Anran, looking a little reserved. "Sit down and have some water."
Meng Anran sat on the small fabric sofa and took the cup of water handed to her by Su Wanman with a smile, "Thank you."
His attitude is friendly, yet distant.
The other members heard the sound and came out of the room one after another.
The girl in a pure white T-shirt and sports shorts was in her early twenties. Her long, half-wet hair fell on her shoulders, and her bangs made her soft facial lines and features look even more gentle.
A rare round-faced beauty.
This is the eldest daughter of the Meng family, Meng Zhen (Zhen).
A pair of brothers walked out of another room.
My younger brother Meng Chenghong is nine years old this year. He looks at Meng Anran with curiosity in his big round eyes, but he is inevitably a little nervous when he sees strangers.
The young man next to him was tall and thin, and his face inherited Meng Rong's smooth and flowing lines, with the gentleness and elegance of an ancient scholar.
The name suits the person - Meng Yushu.
Meng Yushu is a completely different type from the two brothers of the Lu family, which inevitably makes Meng Anran's eyes light up.
She curled her red lips, her smile revealing a bit of tenderness: "Hello, I'm An Ran."
Seeing the girl's friendly smile without any disgust or aversion in her eyes, Meng Zhen's pupils suddenly dilated. She quickly lowered her head and said in a calm voice, "Hello, I'm the boss Meng Zhen."
"I'm the second oldest, Meng Yushu." Meng Yushu rubbed his brother's head, "This is the youngest, Meng Chenghong."
Compared to Meng Rong and Su Wanman's restraint, or Meng Zhen's deliberate avoidance, Meng Yushu's attitude is the most generous and natural.
No crampedness, no alienation.
But to Meng Anran, it seemed like there was no hope anymore.
Perhaps, it was because of the disappointment in Lu Qingcheng's ruthlessness that he never expected her to truly accept this family.
It was their first meeting, and there were few topics to talk about, especially since Meng Anran's every move, every frown and every smile exuded elegance and dignity, so they didn't know how to start.
As time passed, the air seemed to be sucked out bit by bit, making people feel a little suffocated.
Meng Anran drank half of the water in the glass before putting it down. She spoke in a soft and gentle voice, "I have a general understanding of the situation of the Meng family. Is there anything you want to know about me?"
This doesn't look like a family reunion scene at all, it looks more like a business negotiation.
I have understood the project details. Do you have any questions or needs for our company?
Su Wanman's palms were sweaty, and she wiped them awkwardly on her pants. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "It's quite late now. How about...you stay here tonight?"
Meng Anran smiled and said, "I will in the future too."
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