Huo Yanting didn't even look up, his eyes remaining calm as he continued looking at the computer, saying in a flat tone, "Speak your mind."
It means there are no outsiders here!
Seeing Huo Yanting's indifferent attitude, Meng Qianwei was so angry she almost vomited blood.
"Su Miao, you can go out now." Meng Qianwei still acted like the master, ordering Su Miao around.
She naturally didn't want Su Miao's presence in her and Huo Yanting's space.
Su Miao glanced at Huo Yanting subconsciously, then picked up her computer and prepared to go back to her bedroom.
But Huo Yanting looked up at this moment and said, "No need. She is not an outsider, and there is nothing between us that requires her to avoid us."
Her words revealed Su Miao's status in the family.
Su Miao is the mistress of this house. Who is Meng Qianwei?
Upon hearing this, Su Miao's expression turned somewhat awkward. After glancing at Meng Qianwei, whose expression was becoming increasingly embarrassed and cold, Su Miao decided to leave.
It's best to leave their problems to them to solve themselves.
"I'm going upstairs first, so as not to disturb you." Su Miao carried her laptop upstairs.
The movements were so natural and practiced, it was clear that she was extremely familiar with the villa, and Meng Qianwei's expression became even more unpleasant.
Only she knew that at this moment, she wished she could slap Su Miao a few times.
Once Su Miao's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, Huo Yanting withdrew his gaze. "Speak your mind."
He leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed, his posture elegant and languid, revealing his innate aristocratic air. His dark eyes stared at Meng Qianwei, carrying an invisible sense of pressure.
Although he was looking up at Meng Qianwei, he still couldn't sense any decrease in his aura. On the contrary, Meng Qianwei was somewhat afraid to look Huo Yanting in the eye.
After a long while, Meng Qianwei finally mustered the courage to ask, "You and Su Miao... are married?"
Her voice trembled slightly; she was afraid, afraid of hearing an answer that would break her heart.
Huo Yanting didn't expect Meng Qianwei to ask him about this so directly, but since she asked, he wasn't afraid to tell her.
"Yes." That single, resolute word shattered any lingering hope Meng Qianwei had.
Her face paled instantly, and she involuntarily took two steps back, finding it hard to believe.
"You...how could you...why?"
"There's no reason why. I just wanted to get married, so I did." This casual remark revealed Huo Yanting's attitude.
Even if he wanted to get married, it would have nothing to do with Meng Qianwei.
Meng Qianwei's more than 20 years of perseverance suddenly seemed ridiculous to her. He just said he wanted to get married and got married without considering her feelings at all.
"Do your uncle and aunt know? Does your grandfather know? Would they allow you to marry a woman with no background or social standing?"
"This is my own business, it has nothing to do with them. My future is not for them to decide." Huo Yanting has never allowed his family to control him, and besides, his family has always supported his own decisions.
"But what about me! Have you ever thought about me?" Meng Qianwei suddenly raised her voice and shouted at Huo Yanting.
Huo Yanting frowned subconsciously.
"I don't like you, you should know that very well." Huo Yanting stared straight at Meng Qianwei, who was somewhat out of control.
"But I love you, I've loved you for over twenty years, how could you be so cruel..." Meng Qianwei's tears flowed down her cheeks.
He married someone else without giving her any explanation or closure. All the feelings she had invested over the years vanished without a trace, like wisps of smoke rising from a chimney.
"Meng Qianwei, you've made enough trouble!" Huo Yanting naturally wouldn't allow such an irrational woman to cause trouble in his house. He stood up abruptly, his eyes sharp.
His tone was low and accusatory; he couldn't help but want to explode in anger.
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