relative?
Tan Sheng inexplicably thought of the forehead kiss when they first met. The sunlight that afternoon was so bright, and the kiss on her lips was moist, like a tempting peach to be pecked and tasted.
If I could have been quicker that day, before she dodged away, that kiss could have landed on her lips.
The sweet memories we shared are now a source of heartbreak.
Tan Sheng didn't notice that the lion opposite him, who had been dozing, had already woken up and nodded with its eyes closed.
He was suddenly kicked in the chest, which knocked him to the ground. Tan Yuchen felt a chill run down his spine.
"Get the hell out of here if you don't want to die!"
**
"Mom, come with me."
Back in the annex, Meng Jiuyi finished packing up the last few things and squatted down at Mo Ruyue's feet.
“I can widen the current bed so that it’s big enough for the two of us. The house has everything you need, and it even faces south. I can also install a small recliner on the balcony for you. You like flowers, right? I’ll remove the wire mesh so you can grow flowers.”
"If you feel it's too crowded, we can rent another place. I have enough savings to support us for a while. I'll also go out to work so you won't be unable to support yourself. I'll take you with me wherever I go, okay?"
Mo Ruyue held her hand and said earnestly, "Xiao Jiu, you should go and apologize to your father. You are his bloodline, after all, and he won't abandon you."
Meng Jiuyi lowered his voice, "Admit your mistakes! What mistakes have I made that I need to admit? Have I not groveled at their feet and licked their boots? Or have I not let them skin me alive and suck my blood dry?"
Mo Ruyue silently shed tears, without saying a word.
"Mom, will you come with me?"
Meng Jiuyi looked up at her, her obedient posture squatting at her feet was just like when she was a child. At that time, she was unaware of the complicated relationships in her family and was weaving a dream that Mo Ruyue and Meng Xincheng loved her wholeheartedly.
Her crescent-shaped eyes were filled with starlight and dew, and for the last time, she longed for her mother's love, just like she had in childhood.
Mo Ruyue choked up, saying, "What will happen to your brother if I leave? He's not even an adult yet. How will he survive abroad if your father cuts off his allowance? Mom is already so old, she can't go out and work anymore. I have no social experience after all these years..."
Meng Jiuyi's eyes dimmed, he released her hand, and as he lowered his head, tears silently seeped into the carpet.
Mo Ruyue heard her say that.
"I will never take care of you again!"
Mo Ruyue burst into tears.
After Meng Jiuyi finished speaking, she slung her bag over her shoulder and left. The weight behind her almost bent her back, and her eyes burned with pain. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around.
"If you can't stand up for yourself, everything will become your excuse! Age is your reason! Your son is too! Even a sudden rainstorm can trap you in this man-eating house!"
Meng Jiuyi wiped the moisture from his face. "I've tried so many times to understand you, to understand the predicament you faced back then, when you had no one to rely on but to depend on others. But the truth is, you chose the path of kneeling down! And me—"
She choked back tears and whispered, "Your daughter is just a tool you used to keep Meng Xincheng."
Once outside the Meng residence, the main road stretched out in complete silence, its darkness seemingly endless.
Meng Jiuyi seemed to be walking through the past twenty years of his life, where everything was silent and desolate. People said that as long as his parents were alive, there was a way back.
But now that her parents are still alive, she will be all alone in the future.
She originally wanted to take a taxi back, but then she remembered that she had just lost two million, so she silently walked to the bus stop not far away.
There are very few buses near the villa area; they only come about once every half hour.
The moonlight was hazy tonight, faintly illuminating her as she sat on the stool, lost in thought.
A blue sports car suddenly stopped in the bus lane and then honked its horn.
Meng Jiuyi looked up blankly. The car window rolled down, revealing the face she hated so much.
The wind was unusually strong tonight, blowing all her hair back. Tan Yuchen rested his hand on the windowsill, staring intently at the tear stains on her face.
"Get in the car."
Without saying a word, Meng Jiuyi got up and walked forward.
"Hello."
Tan Yuchen gently pressed the accelerator to catch up, the wind ruffling the stray hairs on his forehead.
"Is President Meng really not going to talk to me anymore?"
No one answered him. The wind rippled down the hillside, blowing her hair back, while the Pagani's headlights kept her within the bright area.
"This road has a nickname you don't know, the Bermuda Triangle Highway version, because many people have mysteriously disappeared on this road."
The man gripped the steering wheel and rambled on in a drawn-out tone, “Most of them are young girls like you. You could easily sell yourself for several million, and plenty of men would snatch you up to be their wives.”
Xu Yanzhi said something similar, implying that he would get on the bus no matter what anyone said.
She didn't want to pay any attention to him, thinking he was just spouting nonsense and deceiving an innocent young girl.
Meng Jiuyi quickened her pace, but Pagani kept up. After several trips back and forth, only she was exhausted, while he remained unharmed in the car.
Furious and angry, she turned and ran into the nearby woods, trying to take a shortcut to shake him off.
Tan Yuchen cursed under his breath, then used his large hand to brace himself against the car window and jumped out.
Dark shadows loomed deep in the woods, and countless low branches brushed past Meng Jiuyi's feet. She wasn't even looking where she was going and tripped and fell flat on her face.
A disgraceful laugh came from behind him, and Tan Yuchen slowly stepped forward.
"This dead branch is blind; of all people to block, it dares to block our President Meng's way."
He grabbed her arm, intending to lift her up, but she slapped his hand hard across the back of his hand with a clear, resounding sound.
Meng Jiuyi's eyes were red, and she grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at his face.
"It's all your fault! Get lost! I don't need your fake kindness!"
After the rustling sound.
Mud and dirt fell from his face, sliding down his eyelashes and the bridge of his handsome nose. Much of it remained on his forehead and shoulders, making him look extremely disheveled.
Tan Yuchen's eyelids slowly closed, and the dark surroundings made his expression unfathomable, sending a chill down one's spine.
Meng Jiuyi belatedly realized what she had done, but the relationship had already become so strained that she figured she might as well stab her again.
She had her neck bent, ready to kill or torture, but she still shrank back when the man leaned in.
But he was faster. Tan Yuchen removed the leaves from her hair, his voice tinged with helplessness.
"You only know how to bully a pitiful little thing like me who can't fight back and can only be bullied when you've been wronged?"
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