Chapter 374 A Family of Three
Meng Ke continued to persuade, "President An, please take me in. In time, you'll understand that I'm much better than this cold-faced demon!"
Quiet:"……"
She only felt her head hurt even more.
The cold-blooded Yama beside him had an even more gloomy expression than before, especially after Meng Ke said he would stay here for a few days, his chilling aura turned into a murderous aura.
If his gaze could shoot ice spikes, Meng Ke would already be pierced by a thousand arrows by now.
However, once Meng Ke learned that he was a teacher with no money or power, he was no longer afraid of him at all.
He snorted coldly and said, "Don't be so unconvinced. Let me tell you, all you're good at is talking to please President An. President An is inexperienced and doesn't know how strong a young man's back is. Once I arrive, you won't be a problem. I advise you to move on!"
Quiet:"……"
What is all this about?
She rubbed her temples and said, "Meng Ke, you can't stay here. How about I find you a hotel? I'll pay for it, and you can stay as long as you want."
Meng Ke shook his head: "President An, do you think I'm such a clueless person? There's no reason for the boss to pay for my hotel stay. If all else fails, I'll go find Senior Brother Tang Minghao. He definitely won't refuse me. We can even chat about gossip."
An Jing understood the implication in his words. Tang Minghao was never one to keep his mouth shut, and he was also Murong Ting's good brother. If he knew something, the entire An family would know.
Anjing tried her best to suppress her temper and advised, "Xiao Ke, Tang Minghao is very busy. The company recently got him a role in a movie, the male lead. He has to memorize long lines in advance. He doesn't have time to entertain you. You shouldn't bother him. Just go stay at a hotel, okay? Actually, I really want you to stay, but I don't have a place for you to stay."
"No room?" Meng Ke looked at the two-story mansion, pouted, and pointed at Leng Yanluo: "If there's no room, where does he live?"
He stayed in a guest room.
Upon hearing this, Meng Ke felt even more contempt for Leng Yanluo. It turned out he was just an unfavored male servant, not even sharing a room with him.
Seeing that Meng Ke didn't speak, An Jing thought he didn't believe her and continued, "Besides, I only have one guest room here."
“It’s okay,” Meng Ke said with a smile, looking completely unconcerned. “He can stay on the sofa downstairs, and I can stay in his room. I don’t mind.”
"Heh, you're ugly, but you've got pretty dreams!" Leng Yanluo said sinisterly from the side, "An'an, don't waste your breath on him. Get out of the way, I'll throw him out for you!"
"An'an? You really have the nerve to call me that!"
Meng Ke decided to act like a rogue. He sat on the sofa, took off his socks, pointed to the instep of his foot, and pouted, saying, "President An, look at my feet, they're like this. Are you really going to kick me out?"
Quietly, she looked down in the direction he was pointing.
The once fair instep was now covered in large bruises, with some areas even bleeding slightly, a truly shocking sight.
A cold glint flashed in Leng Yanluo's eyes: "Is it that serious? It looks like an incurable terminal illness. An'an, don't throw him away. How about I bury him for you?"
An Jing was immediately at a loss and stepped forward to shake Leng Yanluo's arm: "Teacher Luo, why don't we let him stay here for a few days until his foot injury has healed?"
Leng Yanluo said helplessly, "An'an, I know how much force I used just now. His injury looks scary, but no bones or tendons were broken. He can walk without any problem."
As soon as Leng Yanluo finished speaking, Meng Ke immediately clutched his foot, "Ouch, ouch, ouch~".
Anjing watched his face contort in pain and whispered, "Teacher Luo, I know Meng Ke is faking it, but you don't know that Tang Minghao from our company is a big mouth. We can't let the two of them meet, otherwise our affair will definitely be exposed. Tomorrow is the day we go back to our parents' home, and the most important thing right now is to keep Meng Ke calm!"
While rubbing his feet, Meng Ke said with dissatisfaction, "President An, what are you two whispering about? Have you made up your minds yet? Otherwise, I'm going to go and seek refuge with my Senior Brother Tang!"
Leng Yanluo frowned so deeply it could trap a fly, and finally relented: "Fine, but he can only sleep on the sofa, not upstairs!"
Anjing gave an "OK" sign, turned to Meng Ke, and cleared her throat in a pretentious manner, saying, "Alright, Meng Ke, I agree to let you stay here temporarily, but you can only sleep on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. If you feel wronged, you can leave now!"
"No, no, I think this sofa was born to be a bed." Meng Ke patted the sofa, looking affectionate towards it, and gave Leng Yanluo a smug look.
Leng Yanluo: "..."
He really didn't pinch him hard enough at the door!
Anjing sighed, "Xiao Meng, shall I treat your injury?"
Meng Ke nodded with his puppy-dog eyes: "Okay, okay."
"Then you wait here, I'll go get the first-aid kit." Anjing said, turning around and going upstairs.
Downstairs, only Leng Yanluo and Meng Ke stared at each other blankly.
Meng Ke was pleased to see Leng Yanluo's impatient look. He hummed a tune and began to sing: "Only new lovers laugh, who hears the old lovers cry? Love is such a painful word~."
Leng Yanluo didn't speak, but just stared at him coldly.
As Meng Ke was stared at like that, his voice gradually faded as he sang.
Damn it, can't you just say what you want to say? Staring at him like that...who are you trying to scare?!
He thought to himself that he shouldn't be afraid of him, but his body betrayed him by moving back a little.
It quieted down at that moment.
Meng Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt like he was about to be torn to pieces by this cold-faced demon just now. It was so terrifying.
Anjing put down the first-aid kit in her hand: "You need to reduce the inflammation first, then apply some medicine and bandage it."
As she spoke, she tried to squat down, but Leng Yanluo pulled her away.
"Hey, Teacher Luo?" An Jing looked at him, puzzled.
Leng Yanluo suppressed his emotions again and again, and after a long while, he mustered up great courage and said in a tone of fearlessness, "Don't do it, I'll help him apply the medicine."
Meng Ke immediately objected: "Don't give me that! I think you're not trying to apply medicine to me, you're trying to pay my respects at my grave! No, I don't need you! I want President An to apply it for me!"
Leng Yanluo calmly replied, "I am a teacher at the Imperial Academy, and my techniques are more professional."
That makes sense. Anjing then stood up and said to Meng Ke, "Yes, Meng, Teacher Luo is influenced by what he sees and hears at the Imperial Academy every day. He is more reliable than me."
Meng Ke: "..."
He tried to struggle, but Leng Yanluo had already bent down, picked up the iodine from the medicine box, and then grabbed his ankle.
A chill ran down Meng Ke's spine; he felt as if his neck was being gripped, not his ankle.
Will this cold-faced demon break his ankle any second?!
Forget it, saving his life is the priority. He couldn't bear to let an elderly person apply medicine to him.
Under the powerful influence of self-hypnosis, Meng Ke snatched the iodine from Leng Yanluo's hand without saying a word: "You, you step back, I'll do it myself!"
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