Mu Xiaocheng had never seen her brother with such a sour expression. Meng Xunqian had always been a gentle and refined man in her eyes, but now…
My brother's eyes were actually a little scary.
Although Meng Xunqian looked grim, Mu Xiaocheng still nodded.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Only after being asked by Mu Xiaocheng did Meng Xunqian realize his unusual behavior.
He quickly regained his usual demeanor.
"It's okay. It's your decision."
After saying that, he walked past Mu Xiaocheng, picked up the car keys on the table, and looked ready to leave.
Zhou Ningyi stopped him and asked, "Where are you going so late?"
Meng Xunqian had his back to Mu Xiaocheng, his eyes cold and clear.
"Going out to meet a friend."
After saying that, he walked out.
"He's definitely out drinking with those two lads from the Han and Shen families again. Old Meng, you need to keep an eye on him."
Zhou Ningyi started lecturing Meng Yun again.
Mu Xiaocheng remained silent, letting the two bicker on the side.
She had a feeling that her brother... was acting very strange.
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It was a cold winter night.
A cold wind was blowing as Meng Xunqian's car stopped outside the gate of Langming Garden.
As soon as he opened the car door, he saw a man in a black suit walking towards him.
Shang Qi stood in front of Meng Xunqian and nodded to him, saying, "Mr. Meng, our master is waiting for you in the study."
Meng Xunqian was taken aback when he heard Shang Qi's words.
Did Ji Huaishen actually know he would come?
How could that man possibly know?
In an instant, he skillfully concealed his surprise and followed Shang Qi to Ji Huaishen's study.
Shang Qi opened the study door for Meng Xunqian and said businesslike, "Mr. Meng, please."
Meng Xunqian calmly walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw Ji Huaishen sitting in a chair with a computer and some documents in front of him.
He was clearly working.
Noticing someone approaching, Ji Huaishen lazily raised his eyes.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips: "Hello, Young Master Meng."
Meng Xunqian frowned involuntarily as he looked at the handsome and noble man before him.
"Did Mr. Ji know I was coming?"
Ji Huaishen lowered his eyes, his well-defined knuckles casually toying with a black metal pen.
Lazy and wicked.
"Mr. Meng cares so much about his sister, how could he not come? Am I right?"
Meng Xunqian seemed to have been struck on the heart by Ji Huaishen. He moved his lips and his voice turned cold: "What exactly is your purpose?"
Upon hearing his question, Ji Huaishen put down his pen, stood up, and stood opposite him.
"Purpose? Isn't my purpose obvious? I want to marry Mu Xiaocheng."
Meng Xunqian chuckled, his tone sarcastic: "Mr. Ji, what kind of woman can't you have? Why go to such lengths to marry a woman who can't possibly love you?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Huaishen's gaze suddenly turned cold.
A deep, dark gloom appeared in his eyes, his expression sinister.
When Meng Xunqian saw Ji Huaishen like this, he was subconsciously stunned for a moment, but then he returned to normal.
"Meng Xunqian, she will fall in love with me."
After a long silence, Ji Huaishen slowly uttered these words.
The surrounding air seemed to have reached an extreme cold, chilling one to the bone.
Meng Xunqian smiled, but the smile was somewhat pale and weak.
"Mr. Ji, you must have already investigated our family, right? You should also know about her father; she's been terrified of marriage since she was a child..."
"Enough!"
Ji Huaishen coldly interrupted Meng Xunqian, scoffing, his voice icy: "I can give her what none of you can, and only I have the ability to protect her and give her what she wants. Besides me, who else is qualified to marry her?"
"You? Young Master Meng."
His tone was sarcastic, as if his words were barbed, stabbing Meng Xunqian's heart again and again.
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