After two weeks in the hospital, Meng Jiuyi has almost recovered, and the Gu family's youngest daughter in the ICU is also out of danger. The Gu family is extremely grateful to her.
Before being discharged from the hospital, Meng Jiuyi went to visit Gu Zhenzhen. The little girl had lost a lot of weight after all the trouble she had gone through, and her eyes were watery, making her look very pitiful.
"Sister Jiu Yi, they say you saved me."
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Meng Jiuyi touched her face and said, "It's because you're so lucky. The Earth God said you haven't experienced enough in the human world yet, so he's punishing you to live a happy life without any disasters or illnesses. We can't do those dangerous things anymore, okay?"
Zhenzhen nodded.
"Then let's make a pinky promise."
Their fingers intertwined, and they stamped their seal.
Mrs. Gu wiped away her tears and said to Feng Ran, "Mrs. Meng is really good at raising children. I like them both more and more the more I look at them."
Feng Ran almost couldn't hold back her smile.
She could tell that Yintong was only being praised incidentally; Madam Gu was truly satisfied with the girl in front of her. These past few days, everyone who came to the hospital had been praising her for raising such a wonderful daughter.
These words were like a heavy slap across her face.
"It's all as it should be," she said with a forced smile.
When Meng Jiuyi left the hospital, both her father and Feng Ran came to pick her up. She was now the Gu family's benefactor, so her father had to show her the utmost respect.
Meng Jiuyi did not return to the Meng residence with them. Instead, she got off the bus midway under the pretext of being invited by a friend. She secretly waited in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras. A few minutes later, a fake-plated Mercedes-Benz G-Class picked her up and took her to the bamboo-fenced courtyard on the mountaintop.
She had already figured out how to return the Parker pen to its rightful owner, but she still needed Tan Yuchen's help.
When Meng Jiuyi arrived, he hadn't come yet, so he simply leaned back in the recliner and swayed, watching the clouds drift by.
As a result, I got sleepy after only a few shakes.
When Tan Yuchen arrived, he saw her dozing off, her long hair hanging down like silk, gently lifted by the wind, and her cheeks rosy from the sunlight.
Hearing a faint noise, Meng Jiuyi rubbed her eyes groggily, and the outline in front of her slowly became clear—Tan Yuchen was holding a rocking chair, looking down at her with a kind of reckless and wicked air.
Meng Jiuyi sat up with a swift movement, eliciting a soft laugh from above.
"Why did you come as soon as you recovered from your illness? You're so diligent!"
Meng Jiuyi had prepared a perfect speech, but Tan Yuchen sat opposite her and spoke leisurely.
"Need money?"
Meng Jiuyi, whose thoughts had been completely exposed, was speechless.
She took a deep breath and gave a sweet, fake smile. "I was just worried that the Third Young Master would be waiting too long. It's been a month since you gave me the task, and I haven't made any progress at all."
"You're overthinking it. I'm really not in a hurry."
Tan Yuchen asked, "Would you like some coffee?"
He was really in no hurry. All the utensils on the table were ready, so he simply made coffee for fun. Meng Jiuyi watched him use a spoon to push the coffee into the gaiwan, and after the hot water swirled around the edge, he slowly poured it into the fairness cup while holding the rim of the cup.
The hot smoke curled around his slender, bony fingers, revealing faint blue veins, and his whole being seemed profound and distant in the fragrance.
That strange sense of contrast returned; he was completely different now from how he appeared in public.
Perhaps she had stared at Tan Yuchen for so long that she pleased him, and he pushed the first cup to her.
"Try it, it was just served."
Meng Jiuyi couldn't taste the difference; to her, the drinks were simply sweet or not sweet.
I wanted to negotiate with him, but he was even more patient and calm. It's so annoying!
She drank it down like a cow chewing on a peony.
"I found out that Chen Zhongli will be traveling to Xin'ao on the Eugenio this month. Could you help me get a ticket, Third Young Master?"
The schedules of lawmakers are mostly transparent, and the media will disclose their schedules in order to exercise their right to oversight. It would not be difficult for Meng Jiuyi to find out.
Tan Yuchen put down his cup. "Have you thought of a solution?"
"Not really, but he's usually surrounded by seven or eight bodyguards, either giving a speech or in a meeting, so no one else can get close to him. But on the cruise ship, his space is fixed, so I can find a lot of opportunities."
After Meng Jiuyi finished speaking, she looked at him strangely, "You're not doing all this to try and bring down Chen Zhongli, and then you—"
Tan Yuchen chuckled, "What are you thinking? The Tan family doesn't get involved in politics."
It sounds nice to say it's not related to politics.
You don't get involved in politics, right? Anyway, a group of social elites will be elected and then willingly serve as slaves to you capitalists.
Tan Yuchen narrowed his eyes, staring at her with a half-smile.
"Why keep it to yourself? Say it out loud."
How could she dare? He was so petty. Meng Jiuyi silently took a sip of coffee.
It was really bitter. There were coffee sugar cubes on the side, and she put several in, then poured in half a cup of milk.
Tan Yuchen shook his head and clicked his tongue, "It's such a waste to have such high-quality Blue Mountain coffee in your hands."
"My taste is not as good as the Third Young Master's."
Meng Jiuyi didn't care about waste, as long as it tasted good. Tan Yuchen got up and walked to the edge of the cliff, leaning slightly against the railing, his clothes billowing in the wind.
"This little courtyard is alright now, but it will get stuffy in a while. I have a summer resort there. Come find me there if you need anything."
I'm still feeling down.
As soon as Meng Jiuyi entered the bamboo forest, he felt a sense of tranquility and a cool breeze gently blowing from below. This could not be formed naturally; he must have put a lot of thought into it.
"I'm not picky, I think it's fine."
Tan Yuchen turned to look at her, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Don't want to go? Then you can come find me at Orange Garden."
Meng Jiuyi almost spat out his coffee. Orange Garden is the Tan family's real residence, unlike the villas that are occasionally used to hold banquets. Orange Garden is located within the East First Ring Road, and every plant and tree represents history.
What are they going there for? To announce to the world that the two of them are making a secret deal?
Even if it leads to misunderstandings, she shamelessly went to his door to pursue him.
Not wanting to be led astray by this person, Meng Jiuyi returned to the main topic, "Are you going to help with the boat tickets or not?"
Tan Yuchen said, "I'll have Jiang Zhou give it to you."
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