Chapter 48 I'm not just bored, what's wrong with that...
After Mrs. Meng passed away, Meng Shixu once considered remarrying and seriously dated several girlfriends, all of whom came from prominent families and were good-looking, but all of these relationships ended without a trace.
Objectively speaking, it is precisely because Meng Yanxi's destructive power is too strong.
When a man remarries, the obstacles often lie with his children. But Meng Zhuxi was too young at that time, only five years old, and didn't understand anything. You couldn't expect her to see far ahead. She only felt that her father was good, that he loved her very much, and that it would be wonderful if someone could love her father and accompany him for a long time.
She betrayed Meng Yanxi very easily, so Meng Yanxi showed little Meng Zhuxi a movie.
The little girl in the movie is five or six years old, about the same age as Meng Zhuxi. Her parents are divorced, and she is awarded to her mother by the court. Her mother quickly remarries. But children are naive and often spoil the adults' fun, so her stepfather kicks her out of the house. The little girl goes to find her father, but he has a new girlfriend and, fearing she will reject him, hides her in a closet. The little girl spends an afternoon in that cramped, stuffy space and nearly suffocates. Hungry, she goes back to her mother, but too afraid to go upstairs, she calls from downstairs, "Mommy, I'm hungry." Her mother wants to bring her food, but because of her stepfather's objections, she doesn't go down, and he kicks her out again. With nowhere to go, the little girl wanders to the zoo and accidentally enters the tiger enclosure…
Meng Zhuxi still doesn't know what the little girl's fate was, because Meng Yanxi cut out the ending.
Meng Yanxi never expected that what he considered to be his most insignificant scheming would frighten his sister so much that she fell seriously ill and took several years to fully recover.
Although siblings Meng Zhuxi and Meng Yanxi look alike, their personalities seem to be two extremes. Meng Yanxi is decisive and ruthless, cold at heart, while Meng Zhuxi is like a little sun, possessing a natural ability to empathize with others from a young age. However, this strong empathy isn't always a good thing. At such a young age, she witnessed her mother leave her and was then manipulated by Meng Yanxi into watching that movie. Afterward, Meng Zhuxi suffered severe vicarious trauma, leading to cognitive impairment.
During those years, Meng Zhuxi always felt that she was that little girl, and that little girl was her. She had no mother, and her father would abandon her for a new girlfriend. Her father would lock her in a closet for another woman and not give her anything to eat... She often dreamed that she had accidentally wandered into a zoo and was eaten by a tiger.
Meng Yanxi had never been hit before in her entire life; that was the only time.
That year, Meng Yanxi was twelve years old, and Meng Shixu whipped him with a rattan cane.
The boy at this age had a uniquely slender and thin physique. When he knelt on the ground, each time the vine fell, it felt like a cut was ripped open on his back, leaving a hot, sticky sensation.
He gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound.
Meng Shixu thought that his silence meant he didn't know he was wrong. She felt sorry for her daughter's suffering and was shocked that her son was so unscrupulous at such a young age. She was afraid that he would go astray in the future. She was both angry and in pain, and she broke the rattan cane.
Meng Huai rushed back in time and asked him if he knew he was wrong.
The twelve-year-old boy knelt on the ground, blood seeping from his back, yet his slender spine remained ramrod straight. His face was pale, his fists clenched at his sides, but his voice remained cold and indifferent.
He said, "My mistake was only in not being strong enough, nothing else."
"You bastard!" Meng Shixu roared, and went to get a new rattan cane.
Meng Huai held him down and said to Meng Yanxi, "Then go apologize to Xixi."
“Okay.” Meng Yanxi’s dark eyes were fixed on Meng Huai. “I’m sorry to her. It was my mistake, and I will spend my whole life making up for it. But she will eventually know that I was protecting her.”
Meng Shixu sneered: "Who gave you the right to protect her?"
Meng Yanxi had a calmness beyond his years as he looked calmly at Meng Huai and Meng Shixu: "You will both pass away before her, and her future boyfriends may be fickle. Only I, now and in the future, will always be her sister, and I will protect her for the rest of my life. And I will only be stronger in the future than I am now. At that time, Dad, you can remarry at will. But not now, not before my sister turns eighteen."
Meng Shixu was so angry that he kicked him.
But for many years after that, Meng Shixu never considered remarrying again. It's unclear whether he felt sorry for his daughter or was truly threatened by the ruthlessness in his son.
However, it must be said that Meng Shixu is incredibly charming. Handsome, wealthy, and in his forties—the prime of a man's life—he'd be the older male lead in a TV drama, the kind of guy fans would celebrate every year for his birthday. This explains why so many beautiful and rich women are drawn to him like moths to a flame.
Among them was a popular actress who pursued Meng Shixu passionately for over a year, making headlines several times. In the end, Meng Shixu finally succumbed to her charms and fell for her.
Based on Meng Yanxi's understanding of Meng Shixu, this relationship should be the one Meng Shixu has been most devoted to in all these years.
But Meng Yanxi still coldly broke them up.
During this process, he was indeed cunning and unscrupulous. I don't know if Meng Shixu came to her senses later, but not long after the breakup, paparazzi revealed that the two had rekindled their relationship and that the woman was pregnant with Meng Shixu's child.
But not long after, news broke that the woman had miscarried and could no longer have children.
Meng Shixu's relationship with him came to a complete end here.
Rumors circulate in the industry that Meng Shixu's son was responsible, and that he did it flawlessly, leaving no evidence whatsoever, and that even the police couldn't do anything about it.
Even Wu Guo privately asked Meng Yanxi if he was the one who did it, and how.
Meng Yanxi neither said yes nor no, his gaze distant and indifferent, as if to say, "So what if it's him? So what if it's not him? So what if you learn it?" What Meng Yanxi could do, others might not be able to do.
Because of the influence of female celebrities, rumors spread like wildfire, and Jin Wenhui heard about it without much effort.
In his view, his wife miscarried just two months after his daughter sat next to a spoiled brat with blood on his hands at a young age.
Just like the Meng Yanxi incident, it was equally watertight, and even the police couldn't find any evidence.
Jin Wenhui might be willing to believe in his daughter's innocence, albeit only to a small extent, but that was on the condition that he pinned all the blame on Meng Yanxi. He arrogantly and stubbornly believed that even if Jin Zhao was innocent, Meng Yanxi was definitely the mastermind. It was Meng Yanxi who gave her the idea and instigated her to do it.
One can imagine the anger and contempt Jin Wenhui felt when Meng Yanxi came to his door.
He even somehow found out about Meng Zhuxi's part.
Meng Yanxi may be invincible in other people and things, but only in the matter of Meng Zhuxi does he truly feel ashamed and regretful.
Meng Yanxi still remembers that Jin Wenhui treated him very politely that day.
That's how people are in this world. No matter how much they dislike someone, they can only dare to be angry but not speak out, and dare not confront them directly. — This is also why Meng Yanxi dared to come to his door.
Jin Wenhui asked him, "Do you know why Jin Zhao's nickname is Lingling? It was given to her by her mother. Pure white feathers, light and free, will not be troubled by temporary difficulties, and will always be pure and clean, untouched by dust."
"Jin Zhao has always been very protective of her reputation, and I don't think she would like to be friends with someone whose hands are dirty."
"Didn't she leave you her contact information? Then perhaps that's her answer."
"I'm sorry, she's an adult now. She has the right to choose who she wants to be friends with, and she also has the right to choose who she wants to cut ties with. I can't interfere with her."
"By the way, how is your younger sister doing lately? I had the pleasure of meeting her once; she's a very pretty girl. If she were Lingling's sister, Lingling would definitely cherish her very much."
Meng Yanxi never expected that one day he would be attacked in his weak spot by someone he despised and looked down upon.
Twice in just half an hour.
His sister's trauma once trapped him in a damp, dark swamp. For a long time, he felt guilty and remorseful, unable to reconcile with himself, yet he also felt that he had not done anything wrong.
His mother asked him to protect his younger sister before she passed away. He protected his sister and himself, and what did it matter if he used any means necessary? Human nature is inherently selfish and ruthless. The only difference is that he had the means, while most people want to have them but don't.
Take, for example, Wu Nian, the eldest daughter of the Wu family.
She tried every means to fight for herself, even resorting to unscrupulous methods, but in the end, she only ended up associating with a group of shady people, completely degenerating and pushing herself into the abyss, while her enemies became more and more glamorous.
He didn't believe anyone could protect everything about him without leaving a trace.
His sister might be able to. But that's because his sister has him. He did the things she should have done herself; she didn't have to lift a finger, and she could have remained completely innocent and pure.
Until he met Jin Zhao.
Completely different from him, Imaaki would dance on the ruins.
Everything about her was pure and innocent. If she wanted to improve, she simply improved; if she wanted to gain something, she simply gained it. There was no trace of sharpness, aggression, or filth involved.
People are easily attracted to what they cannot do, and Meng Yanxi is no exception.
He was initially dismissive, but later he couldn't help but try to emulate her, which he called "conversion."
But one day, that feather flew away and refused to leave him any contact information.
She abandoned him.
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Meng Yanxi has the worst alcohol tolerance that Jin Zhao has ever seen, without exception.
Fortunately, he was a decent drinker; he passed out on the spot after getting drunk.
Nine years later, Jin Zhao suddenly understood what Lu Jingyue meant when he said, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."
So that's what it meant.
If a boyfriend has a good drinking manner, his girlfriend will definitely feel less awkward.
Meng Yanxi fell asleep. Jin Zhao turned off the bedroom light, tidied up the dining room briefly, and then prepared to go back.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of drawers being rummaged through in the bedroom.
She went back, still feeling uneasy.
She decided to take back what she had just said; Meng Yanxi's drinking manners didn't seem so good after all.
I woke up again after a short nap and am now rummaging through drawers and cabinets in the bedroom looking for something.
Jin Zhao didn't know what he was looking for, but judging from his haphazard movements, it was clear that he wasn't thinking straight.
He seemed to really like that goldenrain tree lamp. When Jin Zhao went out, he turned off all the lights. When he woke up, he turned on the goldenrain tree lamp, and a small, warm light shone on the bedside.
"What are you looking for?" Jin Zhao stepped forward.
"Surgical report".
Meng Yanxi took a moment from her busy schedule to look back at her.
Her dark, peach-blossom eyes looked wet because she was not fully awake, and her bangs were a little messy. At this moment, Meng Yanxi looked like a clingy puppy.
Jin Zhao was startled: "Did you have surgery? Where does it hurt?"
Meng Yanxi turned back and continued rummaging through drawers and cabinets: "It's not me, it's Meng Shixu. Oh, you might not know him, he's my dad."
Jin Zhao: "..."
Okay, confirmed. He's quite drunk.
I shouldn't have let him drink so much tonight.
Meng Yanxi searched the bedroom but couldn't find it, so she went past Jin Zhao and out.
Jin Zhao was afraid that he would go out and cause trouble while drunk, so he quickly followed.
The apartment was originally a four-bedroom, three-living-room layout. Meng Yanxi and her group seemed to have a particular fondness for large houses, so when Luo Heng was doing the renovations, he knocked down the rooms and turned them into two rooms: one bedroom and one study.
As soon as Meng Yanxi entered the study, she seemed to be inspired and quickly found a folder in the drawer.
There really was a surgery form in the folder.
Meng Yanxi stuffed the surgical consent form into Jin Zhao's hand.
He really did stuff it in, no exaggeration, with a stubborn and somewhat rough force, until the paper was wrinkled from stuffing it in.
Meng Yanxi: "Look."
Jin Zhao unfolded the scene with confusion.
The surgical slip has turned slightly yellow; it was made ten years ago.
Ten years ago, Meng Shixu underwent tubal ligation.
Jin Zhao didn't know why Meng Yanxi would suddenly rummage through drawers and cabinets to find this thing to show her.
“Lingling, those rumors are not true. I didn’t do it. My dad had a tubal ligation, so he can’t have children.”
Meng Yanxi lowered her eyes and spoke in a low voice, which sounded somewhat aggrieved if you listened carefully: "It's not that I'm bored and do all sorts of bad things."
Jin Zhao felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him after hearing his first sentence. But upon hearing his second sentence, he was left speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
How does he really see himself? Is he an utterly wicked villain?
She chuckled and retorted, "Why bring this up? Don't you never prove anything yourself?"
She still remembers the time she fed the cat sausages and overheard him talking to Meng Shixu. The cat ran away, and Meng Yanxi found her. She tried to prove she wasn't lying, but he interrupted her coldly and arrogantly, saying she shouldn't try to prove herself.
At this moment, the drunken Meng Yanxi seemed like a different person. Even though he was usually so sharp-tongued, there was a time when he was speechless when she asked him a question.
"Alright, go back to sleep now." Jin Zhao helped him back to his room.
Jin Zhao bent down to cover him with the blanket, and Meng Yanxi suddenly grabbed her hand.
The lamp by the bedside illuminated his eyelashes with exquisite detail. He stared straight at her, and felt a sense of desolation that Jin Zhao had never seen before.
Meng Yanxi said in a hoarse voice, "I'm afraid you'll dislike me."
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Author's Note: This chapter is now complete.
Let me tell you, I got up at 7:30 this morning and it's 2:00 this morning now. I attended classes for half a day this morning, and traveled 300 kilometers back and forth in the afternoon just to submit two application materials. I wrote 4,000 words in the middle of the night.
A day in the life of a working person is like a superhero's day T_T
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