The meeting place was a private club. The Jiangnan-style building was bathed in the sunset, and a welcoming pine tree stood in the courtyard, outlining a tranquil harmony that seemed to belong to a world apart from the hustle and bustle of the world in the interplay of light and shadow.
People say a cunning rabbit has three burrows, but this person probably has more than nine, and each one is a den of extravagance.
To be honest, Meng Jiuyi couldn't understand him at all. There were few families in the entire Kyushu who could rival the power of the Tan family. What exactly was he plotting?
Pushing open the door to the private room, Meng Jiuyi, with her keen sense of smell, noticed the lingering scent of men's cologne, indicating that other people had been entertained there a short while ago.
Tan Yuchen was standing on the balcony making a phone call. His long-sleeved shirt made him look lazy. His hands hung loosely on the railing, and smoke drifted between his fingers. The orange glow of the sunset was only enough to illuminate half of his face.
The scent of perfume mingled with a man's gentle voice.
"Stay put for the next few days. You like shopping, so I'll have someone deliver things to your home for you to choose from."
Meng Jiuyi subconsciously felt that the person on the other end of the phone was Tang Ning. His tone was so gentle, could it be that he had met his true love this time?
I don't know what they said on the other end, but Tan Yuchen's voice had a hint of coaxing in it.
"I know you're upset. I'll stand up for you when I get back. Now behave yourself."
Is she his sister?
The girl who accidentally spilled wine on her that night, Tan Ni?
Meng Jiuyi had heard him speak in a doting tone before, just like that day when he asked her to call him cousin. But she could still tell the difference between genuine feelings and pretense.
At that moment, she suddenly felt a lump in her throat, if only she had an older brother.
After something like this happens, they'll definitely protect her, right?
Tan Yuchen turned his head and saw her. He said a few words, put out his cigarette, and walked into the house.
"They're here."
What do you want from me?
Perhaps feeling guilty, Meng Jiuyi increasingly felt that his eyes were like an anchor point in the darkness, and dared not meet his gaze.
"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong?"
Tan Yuchen sat down at the bar, his long legs bent and casually spread out. A waiter brought a glass of grapefruit and placed it in front of Meng Jiuyi.
He slightly raised his chin. "Try it. I guess you didn't like the coffee last time, so I changed it for you."
Meng Jiuyi has a typical Eastern palate; she dislikes bitterness and loves all things sweet.
She hadn't expected him to notice such a small thing. Her eyelashes fluttered, feeling flustered by the attention. She took a sip; it tasted sweet.
"Thank you. Is it about Chen Zhongli's matter that needs to be expedited?"
"no."
Tan Yuchen threw a chunk of ice into the glass, and the liquor mixed with bubbles surged up instantly.
"I called you here today to help me with something else."
"What?"
Upon hearing that it was for official business, Meng Jiuyi's tense nerves relaxed.
He probably hadn't noticed, otherwise he would have confronted her long ago. Her tone was relaxed, and she didn't seem reluctant or forced into it.
"Shouldn't we resolve Chen Zhongli's matter first?"
Tan Yuchen didn't answer, but pushed an envelope over, saying, "Before that, let me show you something."
Meng Jiuyi took the envelope, which seemed to contain a stack of photos. Not knowing what he was up to, she had already automatically entered work mode and was even considering negotiating the price with him.
However, upon seeing the contents, her vision went black – it was a series of things she had sent to the entertainment newspaper about Feng Lan.
How did it end up with him?
Meng Jiuyi suppressed the dryness in his voice, "Why is Third Young Master showing me this?"
“Someone wanted to release the scandals my fourth aunt had done. I shouldn’t have interfered, but she dragged the rest of the Tan family into it.”
He was playful, gently stirring the wine with a spoon, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he looked up at her.
"Tell me, how should I deal with someone who wants to harm the Tan family?"
Meng Jiuyi felt a chill run through her body. Her subconscious wanted to run, but her steps were firmly held in place by his gaze.
"Of course..."
She suppressed the trembling that ran through her body, saying, "Make them pay the price."
Tan Yuchen nodded slowly, speaking casually.
"So how about I leave this matter to Jiu Yi?"
She gritted her teeth and remained silent. Tan Yuchen's gaze was still on her face. Seeing that she still wanted to be stubborn, his smile gradually faded.
This person's smile always makes people suspicious that they're being plotted against, but now that he's not smiling, it's truly chilling.
Tan Yuchen clicked his tongue and said, "Meng Jiuyi, you really are not honest at all."
Meng Jiuyi's face hardened, "I—"
"What did we say last time? You took the money and secretly put the things away, and now you're planning to trick me again."
Tan Yuchen said, "With your business like this, do you think you can find another customer?"
At this point, Meng Jiuyi had no room for further explanation.
He already knew, but he was just teasing her like a bird, slowly boiling a frog in water until she walked right into his trap.
Recalling how he had just wanted to do things for him seriously, Meng Jiuyi suddenly felt incredibly ridiculous.
If Feng Lan hadn't pushed her to the brink, would she have done this?
Even though she was completely under his control, her face flushed red, she still refused to beg for mercy or flatter him. She stood there like a wooden stake, her neck stiff and her back straight.
It implies that you can do whatever you want with them.
Tan Yuchen gave her a cold look. "Where are the negatives?"
"..at home."
"Go get it!"
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