Chapter 180 Tan Yuchen liked it very much
As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Yuchen lowered his head.
He could easily carry her with one hand, and he was about to pull her bag off and put it in the trash can next to him.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"
Meng Jiuyi quickly pulled her back, and Tan Yuchen said in a nitpicking tone, "I was wondering why this thing was hurting my neck. Turns out he put a curse on it. We can't have anything unlucky. Let's go and get some new ones later."
Why bother with new ones?
He bought this bag himself, so Meng Jiuyi had no choice but to use it; it filled the walk-in closet of the courtyard house with bags of all sizes. Today, she happened to need a small handbag to carry some things, so she just picked one out randomly.
"No, no, I'm not installing it!"
Meng Jiuyi was reluctant to throw it away. "If you don't believe me, open it and check. You're always thinking of throwing everything away. You're such a spendthrift!"
Tan Yuchen suddenly turned to look at her.
What did you say about me?
Meng Jiuyi bit her lip and remained silent.
But he was still carrying her on his back. He gently lifted her up, and she was suddenly airborne. She was so frightened that she clung to his neck, forgetting everything except begging for mercy.
"Cousin, you're such a thrifty and hardworking cousin!"
It's been a long time since I've heard her use that nickname in such a pretentious way, as if we've gone back to the time when the two of us were at odds.
Tan Yuchen chuckled softly, glanced back gently, and spoke in a casual tone, transforming into Sherlock Holmes.
"Why not accept it? When has Meng the money-grubber ever turned down money? He doesn't seem to care about losing several thousand, and he's rushing out in such a hurry. Who is he going to call on his phone?"
He trailed off, his lips already curling up. Meng Jiuyi couldn't keep up with his gaze, and his scalp inexplicably tightened.
She immediately covered his mouth, but covering it didn't stop him from speaking; she was quite unrestrained.
"You're so obsessed with me that you can't help it?"
"No way!" She was the most stubborn of all.
“I have it.”
Meng Jiuyi was slightly stunned, because covering half of his face made his pupils appear even darker, like flames intertwined in a vortex, burning her along with his scorching breath.
“I told myself I would wait until 50. Whether you came down or not, I had to go up and take you away. If you really took that thing, I would tear it off and throw it in his face so he could go back and look in the mirror.”
That idea of fulfilling someone's wishes is utter nonsense.
He was suffering here every second, considering every possible path, none of which involved giving up.
Meng Jiuyi leaned on his shoulder and laughed for some reason.
"Tan Yuchen, you're really awesome."
Tan Yuchen clicked his tongue.
"Use a more imposing and powerful adjective."
"Tan Yuchen, you're so cute."
"Change it again."
"Tan Yuchen, you're so annoying!"
Tan Yuchen chuckled, "How come it sounds worse the more you change it?"
“You’re just so annoying.” Meng Jiuyi said in a low voice, “You used to bully and exploit me, saying you would fake my death as a drunk driving accident, and you even threatened to send me to the police station if I didn’t do it for you.”
Seeing that his past grievances were about to be brought up, Tan Yuchen's heart trembled.
"Ancestor, that was so long ago—"
"Just tell me, do you have it or not?"
Her voice immediately drowned out his, almost grabbing his ear as she said, "You even said you couldn't seduce me no matter what, that you'd pull out all my thorns one by one, send me to Chen Xiaoran's bed, and then use me as bait to kill Tan Jing..."
She choked up as she spoke.
I wasn't sad at first, but now I think he's sly and malicious.
Tan Yuchen felt a pang of pain in his heart as he listened, his Adam's apple bobbing as he said, "I'm a bastard, Tan Yuchen is a turtle bastard."
He tried to find her expression on his back, but she dodged away, refusing to let him see. Her hair was spread over his shoulder, and only her tears fell silently, soaking his coat.
"Don't cry, baby, don't cry, look at me."
The silent grief on his back tugged at his chest, and Tan Yuchen was in a state of panic. "Those words were just to scare you. Chen Xiaoran is already crippled. How could I bear to do that? I was just putting on a brave face."
"Don't think that saying this will make me forgive you."
Meng Jiuyi grabbed his shoulders, sniffed, and said, "I will never forgive you."
"Don't forgive."
Tan Yuchen said, "It would be best if you hated me for the rest of your life, hated me so much that you would never let me go."
Upon their first meeting in the private room, Tan Yuchen saw through her disguise immediately. Normal waiters wouldn't dare to scrutinize her so openly; even the pinhole camera she wore on her chest was outdated.
He had encountered similar situations before, and with a glance, someone naturally called the police or security guards.
But that night, for some unknown reason, Tan Yuchen had the idea of playing along with her. This idea came suddenly and at an inopportune time, which he attributed to his weariness of playing along.
But perhaps he was attracted to her from the very beginning, when he saw her eyes sparkling like stars as the door opened, or when he caught a glimpse of a mischievous smirk on her face as she poured the wine.
All of these were enticing Tan Yuchen to explore.
“Everything else is just talk to scare you, but what happened with Tan Jing really made me a beast, and I can’t deny it.”
Every time he thought of the scene of her jumping into the river, his chest felt like it was being torn apart. Especially after she jumped off the building without hesitation, the image of her jumping into the building appeared in his dreams many times, and Tan Yuchen was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.
They stared at each other, their eyes so deep, as if they wanted to see into each other's hearts.
"Let me spend my whole life making it up to you, and if I can't make it up to you, I'll leave it for the next life or the life after that, okay?"
"Dream on. Why should I bother with you for so long?"
Meng Jiuyi turned her face away and snorted, "If anyone dares to wrong me, I will never look at them again. To be honest, Senior Brother Xu is good in every way. I suddenly feel like I'm losing out by not accepting his ring."
"Take back your last sentence."
"I don't!"
...
Because it was New Year's Eve, there were very few people on the street, only the sound of them arguing. Anyway, she was super loud, always drowning out him.
Suddenly, thousands of snowflakes danced and fluttered under the lights, landing on Meng Jiuyi's face and shoulders.
She exhaled a cold breath, looked up in disbelief, and a snowflake landed on her eyelid.
"It's actually snowing, Tan Yuchen."
"Yes, I saw it."
Although winters in Kyushu are cold, it has been many years since we've seen snow.
Meng Jiuyi couldn't help but reach out his hands to catch it, but only six tiny pieces landed in his palms, instantly turning into a drop of water.
He carried her high on his back, supporting her steadily, letting the snowflakes gently caress her cheeks and his head.
He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Since you like it so much, why don't we find a special place to see snow? Something closer to the border, or something further away in Northern Europe?"
"I'm not going!"
She hadn't agreed to his proposal by sunset last time.
The snow attracted more than just them; the faint sound of a bustling countdown could be heard, as the volume of the first snowfall of the new year was unprecedented.
"ten!"
"Nine!"
...
Ahhhhhh.
Meng Jiuyi was chatting away when he actually forgot the most important thing.
"Tan Yuchen".
Tan Yuchen hummed in agreement and turned his head to look. Suddenly, her lips lightly touched his earlobe, and her breath instantly entered his ear.
Even though her voice was very soft, he still heard it. The distant shouts of "Happy New Year!" from the crowds couldn't compare to her words—
Happy birthday!
Then the man never looked away again. The long, dazzling lights behind him couldn't compare to even a fraction of the brilliance in his eyes.
It burned her cheeks, and she unconsciously wanted to look away, trying to find a topic to talk about.
"How old are you this year."
"In the prime of her life, she is twenty-seven years old."
She muttered, "That rounds up to thirty, doesn't it? There's a generation gap between us now."
Tan Yuchen said, "Haven't you heard that men become more caring as they get older?"
"I haven't heard that, but I have heard that men aren't as capable after twenty-five."
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed the man's dangerous gaze. "Is Mr. Meng implying something to me?"
Her neck went numb, but she forced herself to add, "I meant you're not very good at cooking, like the noodles you made yesterday."
Tan Yuchen let her joke around and eventually understood why she was in such a hurry to come out, and why she was speaking in such a drawn-out tone.
"Just a simple 'Happy Birthday'?"
"The gift is at home." Actually, he hadn't bought it yet, but that didn't stump Meng Jiuyi at all.
He hissed softly, as if it were a serious matter.
"A bug got into my eye, can you blow it out for me?"
Meng Jiuyi, unsuspecting, gently approached and touched his eyelashes; they were indeed very long.
Suddenly, my lips were lightly pecked, the crushing sensation catching me off guard.
Tan Yuchen stared at her bewildered expression, a slow smile playing on his lips. "I received the gift. Tan Yuchen likes it very much."
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good evening
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