Meng Jingyue gently kissed the girl's rosy cheek, his eyes as black as ink.
"I almost thought I wouldn't see you again."
He murmured softly.
The Japanese are cunning and hard to guard against. Even though Meng Jingyue guessed something in advance, he still fell into their trap. He has to thank the Lu family for being able to come back alive this time.
Originally, Meng Jingyue didn't plan to take sides.
Today, Shangjing and Nanling are separated by the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, and the military power is divided into two. Shangjing is headed by the Lu family, while Nanling is plagued by endless wars, with the Zhou family being the dominant one.
Mr. Zhou San can indeed be called a hero in troubled times.
But after all, they are no match for the Lu family, not to mention Lu Xing's amazing talent.
The Meng family’s ancestors had their roots in Nanling.
This means that the Meng family must either remain absolutely neutral or completely take sides. Otherwise, neither Zhou Sanye nor Lu Xing will allow the Meng family to continue to develop.
And now, he owes Lu Xing a favor.
Meng Jingyue closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a faint light flashed across his eyes.
"Shushu, where are you going?"
The young man's gaze slowly fell on Ban Shu who was about to leave. His bony white knuckles slowly tapped his narrow jaw, and a cold arc passed across the corner of his mouth.
"What's wrong?"
Pan Shu raised her eyebrows with a hint of a smile, deliberately provoking him, "Do I have to report to you wherever I go now?"
Meng Jingyue's expression gradually turned cold.
He spoke slowly, "That's not what I meant."
Are you going to see Meng Jingchi?
He couldn't help thinking that Meng Jingchi was more energetic than him, like the scorching sun that was growing vigorously, unlike him, who was withered and dying.
Thinking of this, Meng Jingyue's heart seemed to be squeezed and kneaded invisibly by a huge hand in the void.
The pain is so severe that I feel like I am suffocating.
His breathing became heavier, and bloodshot spread slightly in his eyes.
Pan Shu looked back at him helplessly, "Can you please stop being so suspicious? Can't I go out for a walk? What's wrong with you?"
The young man drooped his long eyelashes lifelessly.
What's wrong with him?
...He is just like that.
He never changed.
She just finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"I'll stay with you." He pursed his pale lips, trying his best to suppress the suffocating dizziness, and looked at Pan Shu calmly.
Inferiority complex is at work.
Possessiveness is spreading like crazy.
Pan Shu sighed a little tiredly. She walked up to the young man and reached out to gently pinch his pale and cold cheek. There was not much flesh on it, just a thin layer, but it felt good.
"Don't let your imagination run wild, okay?"
Meng Jingyue was completely cold and silent. His face was very pale, his eyes slightly closed, and his voice was hoarse and bitter. "Banshu. I just want you to love me."
He closed his eyes.
He didn't notice the impatience that flashed across Panshu's eyes.
But the corners of her mouth still had a sweet and soft curve, like an addictive poppy, and the only bright light in the endless darkness.
"Of course I love you," she said.
Meng Jingyue curled his lips and replied softly, "...Okay."
Originally, Panshu wanted to take advantage of what happened last night to increase Meng Jingchi's strategy value, but Meng Jingyue was too sensitive and worried about gains and losses. Panshu had no choice but to give up temporarily.
If Ban Shu were in love in the past, she would not want to be involved with a man like Meng Jingyue.
It’s nothing, it’s just too tiring to get along with him.
She's after short-term pleasure.
But a man like Meng Jingyue wants lifelong love.
She can't afford it.
After sending Ah Fu, Xiao Tao and the others away, Pan Shu skillfully grasped the armrest of the wheelchair and slowly pushed him. "Where do you want to go?"
"You can go wherever you want, just take me with you."
"It's nice over there."
Panshu paused and pointed to the small pavilion in front. "The water there is very clear, and you can see a lot of fish."
"Really?"
Meng Jingyue responded, his deep gaze sweeping across the shimmering lake. That place... was a good place to kill someone.
"elder brother."
The young man's clear voice sounded behind her, and Panshu turned around.
He paused, then whispered, "Sister-in-law."
Pan Shu pursed her lips, smiled, and nodded slightly. She then nodded at Meng Jingyue, who didn't react at all, and said, "Your brother is greeting you."
Meng Jingyue raised his eyelids and said "hmm" nonchalantly.
The girl looked between the two brothers with a strange look in her eyes, and said casually, "Are you two having a conflict? Why do you both look so unhappy?"
Meng Jingchi's breath was choked.
He subconsciously looked at Panshu's expression, but saw that she was smiling.
——She doesn’t remember anything.
Meng Jingchi was a little surprised, but also felt it was expected.
If Meng Jingyue still wanted to maintain his relationship with Panshu, he would not choose to tell her about this.
Meng Jingchi glanced at her with loss and resentment.
It was the first time in his life that he lost his virginity, but the other party didn't even remember it.
"Meng Jingchi."
The young man raised his eyelids coldly, and his gentle voice contained a faint, imperceptible warning.
Meng Jingchi met Meng Jingyue's gaze, not to be outdone.
But in the end he was in the wrong.
He hummed softly and leaned lazily against the red-painted pillar, "You want to control me even when I'm watching the fish?"
"Look at the fish, yes."
Meng Jingyue slowly moved his pale lips, "Just don't daydream about anything else."
"You say it." The young man gritted his teeth and sneered.
The two brothers were in a heated confrontation. When the uncle arrived, he noticed the strange atmosphere and was stunned for a moment. Then he said breathlessly, "Young Master, that Miss Zhao is here again..."
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