His sermons were ridiculous to me.
He always seems to like to think that he knows me very well, and then judge my feelings and life based on his ideas.
The corners of my lips curled up in a mocking tone, but I wasn't angry at all. I smiled and asked him, "Yan Meng, are you trying to teach me about love? Have you ever been married? Or, have you ever loved someone? You have no idea about your own emotions, so what gives you the confidence to judge mine?"
Yan Meng was stunned by my question, perhaps he didn't expect me to challenge him like this.
I sneered, not giving him any face at all.
"You and I are not related at all. Although you are my grandparents' godchild, you have no blood relationship with me. I don't need an outsider to comment on my love life. Please respect yourself!"
Yan Meng's face suddenly turned a little colder, and I even felt that he was going to overturn the table and leave.
But he didn't seem to be annoyed by what I said, and his expression soon returned to calm.
Yan Meng looked at me with a half-smile: "You're right, you and I are not related at all, so I have no right to interfere in your love life. But what if I want to marry you?"
My eyebrows furrowed instantly. There must be something wrong with him...
Yan Meng raised his lips and smiled: "I don't mind marrying you. In this way, your business will be my business, and I will no longer be just my grandparents' godson, but a real member of the Ming family."
I was so amused by his illogical idea that I said firmly, "I'm sorry, I really mind!"
"Why? Do you hate me so much?" Yan Meng asked back.
I thought about it carefully and I don’t hate Yan Meng. Although he gives me the impression that he is very cunning, being cunning is also a way for him to protect himself.
I took a deep breath to calm myself and calm my anger.
I answered him clearly, "I don't hate you, but I don't like you either. Marriage isn't a game. How could someone as cautious as you marry someone so casually? You're really treating marriage like a joke!"
There's no point in talking if we don't get along, and I don't want to continue staying in this awkward and delicate atmosphere.
I stood up and said, "I'll pay the bill. I've apologized and treated you to a meal. If Mr. Yan doesn't have work, he should go back and clear his head. Don't say anything so easily."
I turned around to pay the bill at the cashier and left without even looking at him again.
When I got home, Mingsi was waiting for me in the living room.
Seeing me come back, he asked with concern: "What happened? I waited for you for a while at the dinner party, but you didn't show up. Where did you go?"
"I was delayed by some work, and then I thought you might get along better without me, so I didn't go."
I evaded the question and didn't tell Mingsi that I took Huo Hui to see Yan Meng. It was better to have less trouble than more.
Mingsi's expression was slightly regretful. "I was thinking of asking you to get to know them better! That way, if there's any future cooperation with Huake, it'll be a good connection for you."
I understood Mingsi's good intentions. I leaned on her shoulder and coaxed her coquettishly, "Next time! Okay? Next time I'll treat you and your sisters to afternoon tea."
Mingsi smiled without saying anything, but his eyes were full of gentle doting.
Looking at Mingsi, I suddenly felt for her.
Even if Lu Jing's suicide was related to Yan Meng, I can understand Yan Meng's extremism.
If Mingsi was killed by someone, I would make the same choice as Yan Meng.
No matter what the cost, I will make those who hurt Mingsi pay with blood.
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