Ji Changming’s originally stern face seemed to be stirred in an instant, his eyes flickered, and finally returned to calm. He said, "Mr. Meng, I feel sorry for you. You have been by Old Master Meng’s side since you were a child, but in the end, you still can’t pare to that blood relationship."
Si Yu didn’t speak, he just stared intently at him, making Ji Changming feel guilty before he said, "No matter what you’re planning, I advise you to put those thoughts away, lest you end up losing everything."
With that, Si Yu strode away.
*
"Next time, let’s go to Sister Xie’s concert again, and we can also go see others’ concerts as well."
On the way home, Tang Yue was still excited, and even Jin Yan was very thrilled. The two of them talked non-stop from the moment they got into the car, their voices hoarse from shouting, but they still felt they hadn’t said enough.
"Gold, today we’re going back to our own home." Lian Qingyang wanted to take Jin Yan home, but Jin Yan was reluctant to go back. She looked longingly at Lian Qingyang and then glanced at Tang Yue, saying, "Sister, how about I sleep with you today?"
Two pairs of eyes turned to Jin Yan, and before Tang Yue could speak, Si Yu said, "Xiao Yang, you’ve reached your home."
Jin Yan looked up at the surroundings. It was indeed her and Lian Qingyang’s newlywed home. She clung to Tang Yue, unwilling to let go.
"Si Yu, today you can sleep with Xiao Yang or Zaozao. The two of us still have things to discuss," Tang Yue said. Si Yu remained unmoved, glanced at the rearview mirror, and reminded, "Xiao Yang and his wife are newlyweds; don’t you want to be an aunt?"
Jin Yan blushed and was about to say it didn’t matter when Tang Yue said, "Then why don’t you both e back to the Siheyuan; after all, there are rooms for you there too."
Tang Yue took a step back because she still wanted to be an aunt. The couple just got married and couldn’t bear to be apart for even one day, so she didn’t want to be the one to separate them.
Returning to the Siheyuan, wasn’t there still time to chat?
"Brother-in-law, why do I feel like we’ve been abandoned?"
Back at the Siheyuan, seeing the affectionate Tang Yue and Jin Yan, Lian Qingyang felt a sense of abandonment.
"Let me ask you, did you see Meng Yanzhi today?"
Si Yu pulled Lian Qingyang to sit in the courtyard. It was almost eleven o’clock at night, and the evening breeze blew, bringing a chill.
When Si Yu mentioned that person, Lian Qingyang paused before saying, "Isn’t he still inside?"
Lian Qingyang thought for a moment and then said, "Wait, he should be out this year. Brother-in-law, did you see him?"
Lian Qingyang looked at Si Yu nervously. He remembered clearly all the troubles Meng Yanzhi had caused back then. So many years had passed, and if they met at the concert, that really would be a haunting presence.
"I didn’t see him, but it felt like it was him."
Si Yu’s words left Lian Qingyang puzzled. What does it mean not seeing him but feeling like it was him?
"Brother-in-law, what do you mean by this?"
"Could it be that he has already done something to sister..."
"Brother-in-law, hurry and tell me, you’re driving me crazy."
Lian Qingyang was quick-tempered. While working, he could handle everything calmly and efficiently, but when it came to Tang Yue’s matters, Lian Qingyang would get anxious. He had suffered because of it back then, quite a lot.
"Xiao Yue hasn’t met him yet." Si Yu said with certainty.
Lian Qingyang immediately reacted and said, "Did he e specifically to see my sister?"
Since his sister hadn’t seen him, he must have met Tang Yue.
"This person is too much, clinging onto my sister after so many years." Lian Qingyang said angrily. He quietly observed Si Yu and asked, "Have you met him at the Meng household?"
He belatedly realized that this matter was most troubling to Si Yu.
Meng Yanzhi was the adopted son of the Meng Family. No matter what he did, how much the Meng Family’s reputation was at stake, or how he tarnished the Meng Family, he was still the adopted son, the grandson raised by Old Master Meng. Being a raised grandson and a biological one, along with the situation with Tang Yue, Si Yu was indeed the most troubled by all this.
"We’ll handle whatever es our way. You should also check what he’s been up to lately." Si Yu reminded Lian Qingyang.
"Don’t worry, brother-in-law, I’ll definitely get to the bottom of it."
Lian Qingyang assured confidently.
The night was deep and silent.
Tang Yue, who had been excited all night, fell asleep as soon as she lay on the pillow after taking a shower. When Si Yu came back to the room after washing, he saw her lying on the sofa, with the mask still not removed from her face.
Si Yu gently removed the mask, carefully carried her back to bed, and gazed at her peaceful sleeping face. His mind drifted to Meng Yanzhi.
He knew when Meng Yanzhi came out. Despite not investigating, even inside, Meng Yanzhi hadn’t been idle; besides reading a lot of books, he had also quietly established an investment pany named July.
All these years, he had disappeared from everyone’s sight, and no one noticed him. Moreover, he had partnered with others, which made him even more overlooked.
This July Investment pany had invested in various industries, covering a wide range, with profits in many of them, some earning quite a lot of money. Now, this July Investment pany had assets over millions.
July, why is it called July?
It doesn’t fit the name of an investment pany at all.
"No matter what, I won’t let him have another chance to hurt you." Si Yu gently said, leaving a soft kiss on her forehead.
*
The Meng Family.
As soon as Old Master Meng got up in the morning, he smelled the aroma of porridge. When he saw Meng Yanzhi ing out with porridge, Old Master Meng was pleasantly surprised.
"Yanzhi, when did you e back?"
Previously, Old Master Meng heard that he had returned and was eagerly awaiting his homeing. Unfortunately, Meng Yanzhi’s news was like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving no trace.
Old Master Meng worried that past events might have left a knot in Meng Yanzhi’s heart, causing the old man endless anxiety. Seeing Meng Yanzhi back, he was genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.
"Grandpa, I personally made millet porridge for you. I also bought meat buns and paired them with pickled vegetables for you to try." Meng Yanzhi said with a smile, placing the porridge, side dishes, and buns on the table effortlessly, unlike his former self.
"Yanzhi." Old Master Meng looked at Meng Yanzhi with emotion. Ten years had passed, and he had matured, being more reserved, pletely different from his previous flamboyance.
"Grandfather."
Meng Yanzhi helped Old Master Meng to sit down, saying, "It won’t taste good if it gets cold."
With the rich fragrance of the millet porridge, Old Master Meng felt the emptiness in his stomach. He took a sip, his eyes reddening with emotion, and he said, "Yanzhi, you’ve grown up."
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