Nan Yuanman's expression was indescribable. Just as he was about to speak, his stomach started growling.
Her face scrunched up, and she covered her stomach with her free hand.
So hungry...
Meng Qinian slapped his forehead: "Look at me, I forgot it's dinner time now."
"Young master, would you do me the honor of having a meal with me?" Meng Qinian said with a grin.
"Oh right, and about that life-saving money you mentioned, ten thousand yuan is too much. Do you have a bank card? I'll transfer it to you."
To be honest, Meng Qinian still has some doubts about whether he was possessed by a ghost, since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. He was only half-believing Nan Yuanman because she had indeed made the right calculation.
Nan Yuanman wasn't oblivious to the older brother's distrust of her. She frowned slightly, replied "no," and couldn't help but urge him, "Big brother, don't distrust me. That ghost has his eye on you. He won't let you go until you die."
"Mmm, I understand." Meng Qinian gave a perfunctory reply, carefully put away the fruit knife, and slightly raised his chin at her: "Want to go? Let's go eat?"
Nan Yuanman: "..."
"Walk."
It's stupid not to eat when there's food available.
Meng Qinian led Nan Yuanman through a maze of turns, taking shortcuts out of the Taigu Villa area, and led her into a small restaurant that looked quite nice.
Coincidentally, his route did not overlap with that of the Jiang family's servants, and the two groups missed each other.
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Meng Qinian kept looking down at Nan Yuanman, who was struggling to keep up with him with her short legs, and asked hesitantly, "Are you alright? Do you want me to carry you?"
"No need, this short distance is nothing to me," Nan Yuanman waved her short hand dismissively.
Meng Qinian couldn't help but laugh out loud at her adorable, old-fashioned appearance: "You're cuter than any of the young girls I know."
If it were his niece, she would have opened her arms to him for a hug after taking only two steps.
Nan Yuanman glanced at him and corrected him, "You're wrong, the other girls are cute too."
If her grandfather were with her, she would also whine and ask him to hug her. Now that her grandfather can't come out, she can only be strong on her own.
Meng Qinian booked a small private room, and after asking Nan Yuanman what she wanted to eat from the menu, he ordered a few dishes that she liked before exchanging names with her.
"My name is Meng Qinian. I'm from the Meng family who live in Taigu Villa. Which family are you from? I've never seen you before." With the help of the lights in the private room, Meng Qinian was able to see Nan Yuanman's current appearance and clothing.
When he saw her worn-out clothes, he frowned slightly: "Why are you wearing such shabby clothes? Is your family very poor?"
“I’m from the Jiang family. I was just brought back from the countryside today. My name is Nan Yuanman.” Nan Yuanman answered him clearly and earnestly.
The Jiang family... but their surname is Nan...
Even without Nan Yuanman explaining it clearly, Meng Qinian knew that there was probably a significant secret involved.
However, whatever the secret, Meng Qinian was deeply displeased that the Jiang family dressed a child like this.
Not to mention, Nan Yuanman was just brought back from the countryside, but instead of staying at the Jiang family's house, he wandered around outside, which was enough to show that the Jiang family was probably not an easy family to get along with.
and……
He seemed to have heard before that the Jiang family had a rather pampered girl.
Was this child specially brought back from the countryside by the Jiang family to keep the girl company?
only……
Meng Qinian couldn't help but complain: "What kind of lousy name is this 'Southern Perfection'?"
The name "Southern Perfection" sounds unlucky, as it implies difficulty in achieving perfection.
Nan Yuanman held her water cup and took small sips. Upon hearing this, she explained, "Yuanman is a name given to me by my grandfather. It has a good meaning, but he didn't realize that his surname was Nan at first."
"You can just call me Yuanman."
Meng Qinian's lips twitched. This grandfather was really unreliable.
He hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask her, "Yuanman, are you really good at fortune telling? Can you tell my father's fortune for me...?"
"No." Nan Yuanman's lips twitched. "Calculating a person's lifespan will have a backlash."
"Oh, you short-lived ghost don't count. I didn't take your fortune-telling fee; I took your life-saving fee. I didn't interfere with your fate, hehe." She's such a clever little devil.
Meng Qinian looked disappointed: "I see..."
Nan Yuanman couldn't help but complain: "Your most urgent task right now is to get rid of the ghostly aura on yourself and catch the escaped student ghost. Otherwise, don't wait until you're thirty, you'll die tonight."
"So what if I'm dead?" Meng Qinian chuckled self-deprecatingly. "After I die and become a ghost, I'll fight with the ghost that killed me."
In any case, whether he lives or dies, no one will care.
Maybe you'll be freer after you die.
Nan Yuanman: "..." Never mind, that doesn't make sense.
She had witnessed firsthand how unusually eccentric the mental state of the city dwellers was.
She gave up trying to persuade him. As she said, it's hard to reason with a damned person. If Meng Qinian wanted to die, she couldn't stop him.
Besides, she's still a baby!
These matters of life and death are beyond her control.
Nan Yuanman calmed himself down and happily started eating.
Meng Qinian originally thought that Nan Yuanman would continue to persuade him, but after waiting for a while, he not only did not receive any persuasion, but instead saw her earnestly and laboriously picking at her rice with chopsticks.
Meng Qinian: "?"
He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to try to persuade me?"
Namman said vaguely, "I won't try to persuade you. It's up to you whether you live or die."
She struggled to swallow her food and said in a childish voice, "My grandpa said everyone has their own destiny. You can't stop someone from dying if they want to. Don't waste your energy. Let him die!"
"Anyway, people die in the X Dynasty..."
When Meng Qinian heard the obscene words, his lips twitched, and he quickly covered her mouth: "Okay, little mouth, shut up and eat."
That old man is really something, what kind of nonsense is he teaching? How could he teach such filthy words!
But after all that, he didn't feel so desperate to die anymore.
Nanmanyuan: "Oh."
She continued to eat her rice diligently.
Meng Qinian, who originally had little appetite, watched Nan Yuanman eat earnestly, her cheeks puffing out like a squirrel, eating with relish and devotion. Unconsciously, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
While the two of them ate earnestly, the Meng and Jiang families were in an uproar.
Jiang Lixuan, who was waiting for Jiang Xinxin's test results at the hospital, suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed and his voice rising: "What did you say? Yuanman is missing?! Grandpa Li, have you sent people out to look for her?"
The housekeeper was also extremely anxious: "We've searched! I sent the servants to look for her as soon as Yuanman disappeared, but we've searched the entire villa area and haven't found a trace of her."
"I asked the management to check the surveillance footage, and the footage only showed that Yuanman went east, and then disappeared from sight!"
"Young Master, did you prepare a GPS watch for Miss Yuanman? If she has a GPS watch, it will be easier to find her."
Jiang Lixuan paced back and forth anxiously, opened his mouth, and said with some annoyance, "No, I... I forgot."
He never paid any attention to Nan Yuanman in the first place, so why would he possibly prepare a tracking watch for her?
When Jiang Hengzhi returned from the restroom, he saw Jiang Lixuan's anxious expression and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"
“Yuanman is gone!” Jiang Lixuan grabbed his hair. “Aunt Chen said she chased after the car, but we can’t find her now.”
He now suspects that Nanmanyuan took the opportunity to run away.
Jiang Hengzhi's brows furrowed, and he said, "Call the police and let them help us find it."
Jiang Lixuan quickly replied, "Okay."
The Meng family is also looking for someone.
Meng Qinian's father, Meng Lei, frowned and made no less than a dozen phone calls to him. The more he called, the darker his expression became. He continued to make calls, cursing, "That little brat! Where on earth has he been gallivanting off to? He hasn't answered a single phone call! When he gets back, I'll give him a good beating!"
A pretty, still charming woman placed a teacup in front of Meng Lei. Upon hearing this, a glint of shrewdness flashed in her slightly lowered eyes. She spoke to him gently, saying, "Perhaps Qinian has something on his mind? Old Meng, don't worry too much."
"What could he possibly be doing? He's always causing trouble outside!" Meng Lei said irritably, his brows furrowed with worry. "When will he ever be as sensible as Cheng Yi?"
After another unanswered call, Meng Lei couldn't sit still any longer. He got up, grabbed his coat, and said, "Ayu, I'm going out to look for that brat. You and Cheng Yi eat first, don't wait for me."
Ruan Yu nodded gently: "Okay."
She saw Meng Lei to the door, and then the sound of a door opening came from the bedroom on the first floor.
A handsome young man in a white t-shirt came out: "Mom, Uncle Meng went out?"
"Mm." When Ruan Yu saw him, her smile softened even more, and she waved to him: "Your Uncle Meng won't be back for a while. Come on, let's go eat first."
He will never come back in his lifetime.
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