"no."
Meng Mingxuan shook her head.
"Ninth Brother is the best brother in the world... Ninth Brother."
Knowing that he didn't like her calling him brother, she changed her words in time.
Yan Mojiu looked deeply at the girl in front of him.
Her eyes were full of dependence on him.
She was like a tired bird that had been hurt outside, finally returning to the harbor where she felt safe.
"Brother Jiu." Meng Mingxuan gently tugged at the corner of Yan Mojiu's clothes.
"Um?"
"Yin Ting and I have really broken up, and I won't think about him anymore. Brother Jiu, please don't be angry with me because of misunderstanding and abandon me, okay?" Meng Mingxuan was really afraid of Yan Mojiu's misunderstanding, and she didn't want to be abandoned again.
Yan Mojiu's thin lips moved slightly.
I wanted to explain that he didn't abandon her.
I want to digest my anger.
He was afraid of scaring her.
but……
He couldn't explain his terrible possessiveness.
"Okay." Yan Mojiu finally gave up the idea of explaining.
He gently touched Meng Mingxuan's cheek and promised: "Nine Brother promised Mingxuan that he would not misunderstand Mingxuan again and would not abandon Mingxuan again."
"Let's make a pinky promise." Meng Mingxuan stretched out her finger.
Yan Mojiu really wanted to laugh at this moment.
It has been a long time since I made a pinky promise with his little rose.
"Hook, it counts."
He chuckled softly, hooked his little finger around her soft fingers, and gently stamped her with his thumb.
Meng Mingxuan looked at the two thumbs stamped with the seal, calmed down, and said seriously, "Brother Jiu, if you get angry later, tell me and I will comfort you."
Yan Mojiu's usually tranquil heart seemed to have been thrown with force into it, creating ripples.
"What if Brother Nine makes Mingxuan angry?"
He asked tentatively.
"No!" Meng Mingxuan shook her head, thinking, "I will never be angry with Brother Jiu again."
"I mean, if."
The man's tone was serious.
As if he was determined to get an answer from her.
She pursed her lips slightly, thought about it seriously, and replied: "I will tell Brother Jiu that I am unhappy and want Brother Jiu to comfort me."
Anyway, she won't be angry with him anymore.
Unhappy at best.
"No matter what Brother Jiu did to make Mingxuan unhappy?" Yan Mojiu stared into her serious eyes.
"Yes." Meng Mingxuan nodded without hesitation.
No matter what he did to upset her, she would never really be angry with him.
"Mingxuan, remember what you said today."
Yan Mojiu held her in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and spoke softly.
Because he took it seriously.
Meng Mingxuan hummed in his arms, and couldn't help wondering why she hated this embrace before?
Mingming, so warm.
"Boss Yan...ah, sorry, I have something else to do so I'll leave first!"
The secretary pushed the door open, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly prepared to run away.
"Come in!"
Yan Mojiu shouted at the secretary in a deep voice, and at the same time let go of Meng Mingxuan in his arms.
secretary:"……"
What an unlucky child I am!
I didn't check the almanac before going out today.
The secretary walked into the office tremblingly and closed the door.
He lowered his head and stood in front of the sofa, reporting mechanically: "Boss Yan, Kyoto sent someone over, saying they want to urge you in person, and they are waiting for you in the reception room right now."
Kyoto?
Meng Mingxuan's watery eyes moved slightly.
Ninth brother...was urged by someone sent from Kyoto?
What are you urging for?
"Bring the person here." Yan Mojiu said calmly.
It's time to let Mingxuan know his life experience.
Because he wanted to take her away.
"Yes, Mr. Yan."
After the secretary left, Meng Mingxuan looked at Yan Mojiu, confused: "Brother Jiu, why are the people in Kyoto urging you to do something?"
Yan Mojiu stared at her slowly for a long time before uttering two words: "Return to Beijing."
Return to Beijing?
Return to...Beijing? ?
Meng Mingxuan suddenly understood why Yan Mojiu in her previous life suddenly disappeared from Lincheng.
It turns out he went to Kyoto!
And the word "urge" from the secretary just now indicated that... he might have to go to Kyoto early in the morning.
It was because of her that he never went.
Otherwise, why would Kyoto send someone to urge him?
She was about to ask again, but he rubbed her head and said, "Be good, let's talk when we get home."
As he spoke, Yan Mojiu looked at the door that was pushed open, "Look, there are outsiders."
"Okay." Meng Mingxuan shut up obediently.
The door was pushed open.
The secretary led in a man in his sixties.
The old man was wearing a Zhongshan suit, and his eyes revealed the majesty that came with the passage of time.
Meng Mingxuan looked at it quietly.
It looks somewhat majestic, but it seems like something is missing.
Maybe it’s a little bit lacking in… nobility.
The next moment, the old man smiled and bowed, calling Yan Mojiu: "Master, the old man said that you didn't answer the phone and didn't reply to the message, so he sent me here to urge you to return to Beijing in person."
Meng Mingxuan: “!”
Master!
Why did this old man call her ninth brother "꿁爷"?
Could it be that Uncle Yan is actually from Kyoto, and is the lost child of some wealthy family?
Although Uncle Yan has passed away now, is Ninth Brother being looked for by the family?
Let him go back and inherit billions of dollars?
Meng Mingxuan had all kinds of thoughts in her mind.
"I don't think I've promised you anything."
Yan Mojiu lifted up his long legs slightly, with a natural sense of laziness and nobility.
Meng Mingxuan pinched her fingers, resisting the urge to move her brother's legs down.
Brother Jiu likes 늀好, Brother Jiu likes 늀好...
After repeating it to herself several times, she finally managed to hold it in.
Yan Mojiu, on the other hand, glanced at her troubled little face, chuckled, and put down his right leg.
Put it away properly.
Before Meng Mingxuan could discover anything, she heard the old man gently admonishing, "No matter how you behave, the old man truly loves you. Now that the old man has not much time left, he urgently needs you to return to Beijing to take charge. Even if it is... even if it is for your mother, you can't let the family business fall into the hands of that mother and son."
Huh?
Eh?
Eh hey hey?
Meng Mingxuan opened her red lips slightly, her heart was so shocked that it could not be described in words.
Why do these words sound so familiar when they are separated, but so strange when they are added together?
"I'll give you an answer in a week."
Thinking of his deceased mother, a hint of coldness flashed across Yan Mojiu's eyes.
"Okay, then I'll go back to Beijing to report to you, Grandpa." The old man immediately smiled happily.
Until the old man left, Meng Mingxuan's hand was held by Yan Mojiu, and she was still in shock.
"Ninth Brother..."
"Go home first."
All right.
Meng Mingxuan felt a little uneasy in her heart. She felt that her ninth brother seemed to have some huge secret.
This was a secret that she had not been able to touch since she married Yin Ting in her previous life.
And in this life, because she returned to Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu would tell her this secret.
The car quickly left the Mengyan Group building.
Meng Mingxuan was led out of the car by Yan Mojiu and returned to the villa.
"Have some juice."
Yan Mojiu poured Meng Mingxuan a glass of juice and sat down opposite her.
This situation made Meng Mingxuan even more nervous.
She picked up the juice and drank it in a few gulps.
"I've finished my drink."
She sat upright, her hands on her lap, waiting to hear the next secret.
Yan Mojiu looked at the well-behaved Meng Mingxuan, and the hidden pain in his heart was slightly relieved.
"Mingxuan, your Uncle Yan is not my biological father."
The man's voice was low, but every word he spoke was deafening.
Meng Mingxuan's beautiful eyes suddenly opened!
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