Meng Mingxuan has never suffered any grievances since she was a child.
The grievance she felt at the age of 6 was that she witnessed a car accident that happened out of nowhere. Her mother bent over and protected her tightly, and she stayed in that position all the way to the hospital.
Soon, she became a part of the Yan family.
No one gave her any injustice.
The little princess of Lincheng and the eldest lady of Lincheng, who are the center of attention, are not called that for nothing.
After Meng Mingxuan turned 18, no one except Yan Moji dared to speak loudly in front of her, let alone be sarcastic.
After all, Master Lincheng really knows how to beat people.
The kind that beats him to death.
But as soon as she arrived in Kyoto, Meng Mingxuan was wronged, and the other party even brought up the three lives of the Meng family.
Meng Mingxuan really couldn't stand having her deceased family members talked about.
"Grandpa Yan, I haven't been feeling well today, so I can't have dinner with you." Meng Mingxuan, who had just sat down, stood up, trying to be polite in her expression and tone.
Master Yan glanced over fiercely.
But before she could say anything, Meng Mingxuan turned and left.
Master Yan was somewhat unhappy when he was confronted, but he quickly glanced at Song Han calmly and said, "Go and comfort her. I shouldn't have mentioned her deceased family members."
Song Han stood up, smiling: "Okay."
As he turned around, Song Han thought, Master Yan didn't feel guilty at all, he was clearly poking the girl in the heart on purpose to remind her to recognize her identity as an orphan and not to have any crazy fantasies about Yan Mo.
Meng Mingxuan quickly left the private room and went to the bathroom.
She didn't cry.
I just want to wash my face and calm myself down.
She regretted it almost as she walked out of the private room, because she remembered what Feng Yilin had said to her before coming to Kyoto.
Let her bear it.
But it was only the first day and she couldn't help it.
Meng Mingxuan calmed down for a while, took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom. She would go back and apologize to Master Yan.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out, I saw the gentle Song Han standing in the corridor.
"Are you crying?" Song Han looked into her eyes and chuckled.
"?"
She didn't.
But what's with the tone of 놛?
It seems like I know her very well, but actually I don't know her at all.
Meng Mingxuan looked at Song Han and said politely, "Mr. Song, go back and have dinner."
She has died once, there is nothing she can't tolerate.
"I have someone I like, you don't have to worry about anything." Song Han chuckled when she wanted to leave, "As for why I came here today, it was because my family forced me to. If you dump me, there will always be another one."
Meng Mingxuan stopped and looked back.
What does 놛 mean?
"Please help me and introduce me to your brother secretly." Song Han took a step closer and whispered.
Meng Mingxuan looked at Song Han steadily, and gradually understood what he meant.
"Of course, I'm talking about the future." Song Han added, "As for now, I can be your shield. You don't want Brother Ji to worry about your affairs, do you?"
Meng Mingxuan found that Song Han was really a bit familiar, so she called him Brother 깇.
"Let's go. I'll see you off. This is what Master Yan meant." Song Han glanced in the direction of the private room.
Meng Mingxuan came here in the old housekeeper's car. At the moment, the old housekeeper was with Master Yan, so she had to take a taxi back.
Song Han had already spoken. As the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person, not to mention that Song Han's intention of surrender was very strong.
Meng Mingxuan nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Song."
Master Yan had been standing at the window of the private room on the third floor, looking up.
It was not until she saw Song Han and Meng Mingxuan walk out of the restaurant together and get into Song Han's sports car parked in the ground parking lot that she pursed her lips in satisfaction, "This Song Han is not bad."
Sensible.
The old butler let out a "hmm" sound and remained silent.
Confused old man.
…
Song Han took the initiative to open the back door for Meng Mingxuan, as if he was afraid that she would be confused about whether to sit in the front passenger seat or the back seat.
Meng Mingxuan glanced at him, and her heart felt a little warm. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. If you don't mind me, I'll have to call you sister-in-law in the future. It's my duty to be your driver." Song Han said with a smile.
Meng Mingxuan also laughed immediately.
This Song Han is really good at it, she means interpersonal communication.
No wonder she could win the favor of Master Yan. Master Yan probably knew in his heart that if he was not such an outstanding person, he would not be able to attract her, nor would he be able to pass Yan Mo's test.
Not long after Meng Mingxuan got in the car, Yan Mozhi called.
As soon as she answered the phone, Yan Mo's voice came into her ears through the phone, tickling her eardrums a little.
"Where did you go?"
Yan Mo's voice was a little deep, as if he was suppressing it, probably because there were a lot of people around him.
"I had a meal with Grandpa Yan and met a new friend, the third young master of the Song family, Song Han. The third young master Song said that he really wanted to call you Brother 깇." Meng Mingxuan glanced at Song Han who was driving in front and explained concisely.
She said that, and I should be able to understand.
Yan Mo stood in front of the French window, a layer of coldness emanating from his body, and he naturally understood what Meng Mingxuan meant.
After a moment, she opened her thin lips and said, "Xu Li and the others are in the villa. You can take me there for a visit."
"good."
Meng Mingxuan nodded, thinking that the call was over, but unexpectedly Yan Moji continued chatting with her.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"have eaten."
"Guess if I ate it?"
“…Eat it.”
"How clever! You guessed it right."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan suddenly realized that her conversation with Yan Mo was a bit meaningless, as if she was just making small talk.
But aren't you busy?
"Are you busy? If you are, just hang up. I'll be back soon." She said considerately.
"No matter how busy I am, my girlfriend is still important." Yan Mo smiled softly while playing with the game in his pocket.
"...I'm hanging up." Meng Mingxuan vaguely heard Tang Jun's laughter, her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly hung up.
놛 is indeed busy, Tang Jun and the others are all here.
I should find time to call her.
Song Han glanced at the girl in the rearview mirror. Master Yan told him about her background. She was an orphan whose mother and sister were all gone. But she grew up in the Yan family in Lincheng and was very favored.
Yan Moji did raise her very well. The 22-year-old orphan looked like a rich lady. If one didn't know her identity in advance, one would have thought she was a rich lady from some aristocratic family at first sight.
"You and 깇-hyung have a very good relationship."
Song Han's words made the heat on Meng Mingxuan's face fade away.
Ever since she knew that the Master her sister wrote about in her diary was Xu Kan, the love that had been cut off in the soil when she was 16 to 18 years old seemed to be breaking through the ground.
But……
Yan Moxiao didn't have this kind of feeling towards her.
She didn't even have the courage to ask, "Sis likes Ye Yukan, so does she still like her sister?"
She still remembered that on her 17th birthday, her sister was slightly injured, and Yan Mo supported her sister to celebrate her birthday. A bunch of classmates around her cheered and said that they were a good match.
She looked at them in the candlelight, and they were indeed a good match.
So she added, "Yes, they are a good match."
Yan Mo glanced at her sideways and said nothing.
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