The second brother is back?

Meng Zhao let go of Qingying, turned around and looked behind him, and indeed saw a familiar figure.

Meng Zhao was not afraid that Meng Xun would be embarrassed if he saw it. On the contrary, he was happy to be intimate with Qingying in front of Meng Xun, so that he could assert his sovereignty and make Meng Xun back off.

However, as the eldest son of the Meng family, he still had to observe some etiquette, otherwise he would inevitably be gossiped about behind his back.

Meng Zhao stood up straight, and when Meng Xun approached, he asked, "Second brother, when did you return home?"

"I returned this morning."

Meng Xun said, and looked Meng Zhao up and down. Seeing that he was standing, he said in surprise, "Brother, is your leg almost healed?"

"Yes, in a few days, it will be fully recovered. Now I can walk independently with crutches."

"Congratulations, brother!" Meng Xun congratulated sincerely.

Meng Xun naturally hoped that his elder brother would recover soon. The two grew up together and had a deep relationship. Although Meng Zhao had snatched the woman he liked, Meng Xun still couldn't hate his elder brother.

This is largely related to Qingying. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qingying and Meng Zhao are in love with each other. Meng Xun doesn't even have the chance to interfere. How can he have any reason to hate his elder brother?

When he just walked over, Meng Xun saw Meng Zhao hugging Qingying intimately from a distance.

Meng Xun knew that there was no possibility for him and Qingying anymore. He also advised himself to let it go, but at first glance, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the person who once loved him hugging another man.

But this road is the only way to his residence. He can't take a detour, so he can only bite the bullet and walk forward.

"I've met the second young master." Qingying bowed to Meng Xun.

Meng Xun looked at Qingying and said softly, "No need to be polite."

He asked Qingying to salute him in order to attract her attention, but now he feels that it is unnecessary. Qingying's eyes and heart are full of the figure of her elder brother, where is there any trace of him.

After experiencing the trip to Bozhou, Meng Xun's state of mind has changed. He is no longer the stubborn and reckless boy. He

knows how to take responsibility and also knows how to put the overall situation first.

For the harmony and tranquility of the Meng family, he will not compete with his elder brother for Qingying.

The premise is that the elder brother can give Qingying happiness. If Qingying and the elder brother are happy together, then he is willing to let go and make them happy.

After a few polite greetings, Meng Xun was ready to leave. He said to Meng Zhao, "Brother, I have been busy doing business in Bozhou these days. I am a little tired. I want to go back to the house to rest. Let's talk another day. I'll take my leave first."

"Okay, let's talk another day."

After saying goodbye to Meng Zhao and Qingying, Meng Xun returned to the house and sat down tiredly on the wide brown wood chair with soft cushions in the house. He closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows with long fingers, and sighed.

He was really tired recently. He was busy negotiating business in Bozhou. After the business was finished, he immediately went to inquire about Zhao Wan's news.

Zhao Wan did not seem to be a native of Bozhou. Meng Xun searched for her in Bozhou for two days, but to no avail.

Meng Xun said he would take responsibility for the girl, but the girl still left quietly, presumably because she didn't care about his responsibility.

He wanted to take responsibility, but the girl didn't appreciate it, so Meng Xun had no choice but to give up, packed his luggage and returned to Anyang with the caravan.

His fleeting love affair with Zhao Wan was just a beautiful dream in the world of red dust.

*

Meng Zhao took tiger bone powder every day, and his legs recovered better and better. After 20 days, he no longer needed a cane and could walk independently on flat ground.

On this day, the weather was just right, and Qingying accompanied Meng Zhao to carry out reconstruction on the flat ground outside the yard.

Meng Zhao walked towards Qingying who was not far away step by step. When he got to Qingying, he suddenly stretched out his arms, picked up Qingying and lifted her up high.

"Ah... Young Master, put me down quickly, be careful not to fall." Qingying was frightened by being lifted up suddenly.

Meng Zhao had just taken off his crutches a few days ago, and Qingying didn't dare to struggle, for fear that she would twist and lose her balance, causing both of them to fall.

Meng Zhao smiled and comforted her: "Qingying, don't be afraid, I stand very steadily and can hold you tightly."

Meng Zhao hugged the girl tightly in his arms. He lowered his head and gently kissed her fair forehead, and slowly said: "Qingying, I finally stood up, and I can protect you from now on."