Tan Yuchen slowly twisted the cup by the handle, speaking casually.
"I just heard a loud argument outside the door. What were they saying, joking around and having some fun?"
Feng Lan said, "It's no joke. Since you're here, help your brother—"
Tan Yuchen glanced at her with his narrow eyes and said nonchalantly, "Fourth Aunt, stop talking. Your saliva is flying all over my face. You may not mind the mess, but I'm afraid of getting infected."
Feng Lan's face immediately turned ugly, and the man gestured with his chin towards Tan Sheng.
"You tell me."
He has a natural ability to control the situation; simply sitting there, his arrogance completely crushes the tense atmosphere that had just been building.
Feng Lan didn't dare to say a word, and Tan Sheng told her the whole story of how he met Meng Jiuyi, fell in love with her, and so on.
A wine tasting at the villa.
Tan Yuchen slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at Meng Jiuyi, and curled his lips in an ambiguous manner: "So you're already mutually attracted to each other?"
The gaze falling upon her felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it hard for her to breathe.
She subconsciously moved closer to Xu Yanzhi, trying to avoid the man's scrutiny.
I didn't notice that his expression suddenly turned ugly.
Tan Yuchen then looked at Xu Yanzhi beside her, calmly asking, "Why is Chairman Xu here today, even though it's weekday?"
"I ran into her at the mansion by chance and brought her back."
His words clearly carried a familiarity that Tan Yuchen had never been involved in, making them sound jarring no matter how you listened to them.
Tan Sheng said, "Third Brother, things aren't like what my mother said. I really like Xiao Jiu, and she feels the same way about me."
Feng Lan scolded, "Tan Sheng, are you stupid? You didn't even realize you were being seduced and used by her?"
Tan Yuchen clicked his tongue. He would usually be a little more polite to her, but he clearly wasn't today.
"Do we need to use sulfuric acid to shut your aunt up? Is your son an incompetent idiot?"
Feng Lan's face turned ashen.
"He keeps saying he's seducing and using her, acting all innocent and pure. He didn't make the phone call, and he didn't transfer the money."
I could tell from his words that he wasn't exactly willing to be hit or hit. Since Fourth Aunt has such a persecution complex, next time she might as well tie Tan Sheng to your waistband with a baby bottle and take him everywhere she goes.
Feng Lan was rendered speechless by his retort, and Meng Xincheng and Feng Lan dared not utter a single word.
Tan Sheng could tell from his third brother's words that he was clearly protecting him.
"Third Brother, Xiao Jiu and I are truly in love. Please support us."
Tan Yuchen has absolute say in the Tan family, and with his support, things will be much easier for him and Meng Jiuyi.
He grasped at the straw as if it were a lifeline, unaware that Tan Yuchen slowly raised his eyelids and looked at him with a gaze colder than winter pond water.
Feng Lan yelled, "Tan Sheng, are you crazy?!"
"no."
The man's two concise words, with a deep, resonant tone at the end, were delivered with a firm and forceful impact.
This also dispelled all of Feng Lan's concerns.
Tan Yuchen repeated himself, without any room for negotiation, "Ask me, it's just not possible."
"Third Brother!"
Tan Sheng wanted to try again, but Tan Yuchen didn't even bother to glance at him. The sinister aura emanating from him was obvious, and his deep eyes were fixed on Meng Jiuyi.
What does my cousin mean?
His tone was exactly the same as when he used to burn her photos, so Meng Jiuyi had no doubt that if she nodded, he would have plenty of ways to punish her.
How could someone who looks down on her possibly want her to become family?
Meng Jiuyi said with a hint of self-deprecation.
However, this coincided with her own thoughts, so she didn't look at Tan Yuchen and took two steps forward.
"Auntie, please rest assured. I never thought about having anything to do with Cousin Tan Sheng. At first, I met him to reject him, but later I found that he was different from other men. He respected and understood my thoughts and never forced me or treated me like an object. He gave me nothing and didn't want to get anything in return."
Her words were like poisoned arrows, piercing deeply into Tan Yuchen's lungs.
Tan Sheng: "Xiao Jiu—"
"Cousin, please have some sense. I have nothing to do with you now, but your mother is willing to beat and kill me, and she's willing to throw all the blame on me. I don't want to waste my life in your Tan family!"
Meng Jiuyi looked at Feng Lan and said, "I know you have a lot of prejudice against me. If I stay here any longer, I will be like a thorn in your side, pricking you from time to time. So I will leave the Meng family and have nothing to do with this house or anyone here anymore."
These words struck like a thunderbolt, leaving Meng's father and the others completely stunned.
Mo Ruyue looked at her from afar and shook her head pleadingly.
"Xiao Jiu...."
Xu Yanzhi watched her retreating figure, his eyes like the mist deep in the forest.
Just now on the porch, she slowly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't be impulsive. Since Mr. Xu is here, please be my witness."
A gentle breeze stirred her stray hairs and brushed past Xu Yanzhi's ear; so that's what she meant.
How could Feng Lan let her leave? She sneered, "You think you can just leave like that? All these years you've eaten and drunk the Meng family's food, and everything you wear comes from this family?"
A clean, white hand placed the bank card on the coffee table.
Meng Jiuyi said, “There are two million here. I returned to the Meng family in my first year of high school. Private school costs 300,000 a year, which is a total of one million. I lived outside during college and didn’t use a penny from my family. From the time I was born until I returned to the Meng family, my father invested one million in me. Now, the two million has been returned in full.”
This amount shocked the Feng sisters. Feng Lan remembered that as soon as she got home, she told Feng Ran not to give her any money and ruined her previous job as a model in her shop.
"Meng Jiuyi, you've only been out of school for two years, where did you get so much money? You're not doing charity work outside, are you—"
Before she could finish speaking, two icy gazes shot straight at her. Tan Yuchen's glance was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, but Feng Lan could already feel the chill on her skin, as if she would be strangled if she said another word.
This is the money she earned by risking her life.
It was money he used as bait without her prior consent.
It's the kind of money he could make without batting an eye, and it's less than a third of the price of a good bottle of wine at an auction.
On a fine sunny day, Tan Yuchen set sail, lazily gesturing to Jiang Zhou to take a picture through his earphones, completely unconcerned.
She was squatting opposite him, her back bent so low that her spine was faintly visible. She was wearing a very thin and ordinary t-shirt and jeans, the kind of clothes that would never appear in Tan Ni's wardrobe. Her medium-length hair was casually draped behind her head, and she wore no jewelry.
Tan Yuchen stared at her without any attempt to hide his gaze, until his Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly, his pupils gradually darkened, and the pain returned to his chest.
He's a fucking bastard.
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I mentioned it on VB before, so I forgot to tell you here that both boys are C's.
There is a lot of competition.
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