The next day, the Maybach, a slender black model, slowly drove into Meng's house.
Meng Dezhi had already been waiting at the door with his newly married wife and cheap son.
Meng Ji glanced through the car window and saw her father's face almost frozen with laughter. Jiang Xicheng stood beside him, tall and energetic.
She couldn't take her eyes away from Jiang Xicheng. They hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Lu Ye didn't pay attention to the people outside. His attention was entirely on Meng Ji.
His right hand played with Meng Ji's fingers, and he couldn't get enough of them.
This girl is full of treasures, Lu Ye imagined.
Meng Ji wore a tender white long cardigan sweater, a slim-fitting white T-shirt underneath, and figure-flattering jeans underneath. He combed his wavy hair into a high ponytail, looking gentle and energetic.
In fact, he is almost eight years older than Meng Ji, and he can be her uncle. The two of them sit together, and their age is obvious.
Lu Ye finally raised his head, saw the person outside the window, and felt Meng Ji's gaze paying attention to that person.
"Hiss—" Meng Ji felt the pain in his fingers and turned to look at the man sitting next to him.
I don't know what Lu Ye is going crazy about. The look he looks at me doesn't seem to be satisfactory?
The car stopped in the Meng family courtyard, and Meng Dezhi took the lead to open the door, "Is the second master here?"
The look of bending over and flattering is very low-level.
Those who didn't know better thought the two were business partners.
Lu Ye never called Meng Dezhi "Dad", and Meng Dezhi never dared to call Lu Ye "Son-in-law".
"Yes." Lu Ye finally responded, stepping out of the car with his long legs. He carefully picked up Meng Ji next to him.
Meng Dezhi was a little embarrassed next to him.
He was not a fool, so he could naturally see Lu Ye's perfunctory treatment of him.
"Let's eat first. The dishes are all ready. They are all your favorites." Meng Dezhi led them in.
When passing by Jiang Xicheng, Meng Ji paused unconsciously, and his heart suddenly ached.
This sunny boy was her first love, a love that was abruptly cut off by Lu Ye and her father.
Facing the person you like, you dare not touch him.
Just like this, it was enough for Meng Ji to hate Lu Ye.
The boy who was similar to his own age had a haircut and looked less gentle and more showy.
She remembered that when she was a freshman in college, Jiang Xicheng always liked to wear white sweatshirts, which were sunny and warm.
When we met again today, he had already put on a straight shirt.
The two looked at each other and quickly looked away.
Lu Ye stood aside and took in everything. His palms secretly exerted force to wake up Meng Ji with pain.
Meng Ji frowned and came to his senses.
The Meng family had already walked to the dining table, with Jiang Xicheng following behind.
"Don't set your eyes on the wrong people." Lu Ye's warning sounded in his ears.
Meng Ji pursed his lips and said, "If I marry you, I won't think about others anymore."
This is indeed true.
Jiang Xicheng deserves better.
Her seat was arranged opposite Jiang Xicheng.
Meng Ji suppressed the desire to see him and lowered his head to eat.
But she could feel Jiang Xicheng's vague gaze.
"Second Master, is the food to your liking?" Meng Dezhi said with a flattering look on his face.
Lu Ye didn't like to talk and only focused on picking up food for Meng Ji.
"Honey, eat more." Jiang Yuyao also served Meng Dezhi with food. Meng Ji raised his head and looked at the two of them getting along.
Meng Ji's biological mother passed away when he was ten years old. Jiang Yuyao became his stepmother the year before last. Jiang Xicheng was the cheap son Jiang Yuyao found for Meng Dezhi.
Bringing his son to join a wealthy family was considered by many people as a topic of conversation after dinner.
Fortunately, this meal was quite harmonious.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Yuyao went to the kitchen to make a fruit platter. She played the role of a wealthy wife very well.
Meng Ji made an excuse to go to the garden, where there were various roses she planted before getting married.
"Aunt Lin." A woman with her hair tied up and wearing overalls was in the garden.
"Xiao Ji! Are you back?" Aunt Lin dropped the work scissors in her hand and walked quickly to Meng Ji.
Because of her father and Jiang Xicheng, Lu Ye rarely let her go back to Meng's house.
"I've lost weight." Aunt Lin's face was full of kindness. She really treated Meng Ji as her daughter.
Meng Ji took the initiative to hug Aunt Lin and buried his head in her arms.
Since her mother passed away, Aunt Lin has given her a lot of maternal love. In her heart, Aunt Lin is her second mother.
"Xiao Ji, do you still need that this time?" Aunt Lin put her hand in her pocket, and she had a piece of that thing with her.
Meng Ji was the child she brought up, and her relationship with Jiang Xicheng was also taken very seriously by Aunt Lin.
You will not be happy if you marry someone you don't love.
So Aunt Lin secretly helped Meng Ji as much as possible.
Meng Ji was so frightened that he turned around and looked west. Fortunately, Lu Ye was not there.
If he found out, his fate could be imagined.
Every time she went back to her old home, she would ask Aunt Lin to help her buy birth control pills.
Recently, Lu Ye seemed to have the idea of having a child.
But she will leave Lu Ye sooner or later, and the child will only be her bondage.
What's more, she couldn't accept giving birth to a child to a man she didn't love.
"More!" Meng Ji said firmly.
Many packaged pills were quietly stuffed into her pocket by Aunt Lin.
Meng Ji held on to that spot tightly, and after finishing everything, cold sweat was already covering her back.
She pretended that nothing happened, chatted with Aunt Lin for a while, and then returned to the living room.
Meng Dezhi sat on the sofa, his eyes drifting between Lu Ye and Jiang Xicheng.
"Second Master, look..." Meng Dezhi hesitated, but finally took Lu Ye to the study.
Meng Ji somewhat despised Meng Dezhi's actions, which were nothing more than wanting money or territory.
Her father doesn't feel guilty at all for selling his daughter for glory.
Meng Ji and Jiang Xicheng were the only ones left in the living room, sitting at opposite ends of the sofa.
Meng Ji wanted to laugh because Lu Ye had given him a warning just before he went upstairs.
Is he afraid that he and Jiang Xicheng will renew their relationship?
"Aji, is he good to you?" Jiang Xicheng interrupted Meng Ji's thoughts, the young man's eyes were full of worry.
"Very good." Meng Ji seemed to be unable to hear his own voice.
"That's good."
"Aji, if you want to leave..."
Jiang Xicheng didn't know when he sat next to her, his voice was very low.
His hand grabbed Meng Ji's arm, and the sleeves were pulled up a little, exposing the red marks from last night's love in front of the two of them.
Jiang Xicheng let go of her hand, as if he had been severely hit, and could no longer speak any more words.
Meng Ji felt very embarrassed, especially after being seen by Jiang Xicheng. This emotion completely enveloped him.
"If you want to leave, I'm always here."
Jiang Xicheng's firm voice came to his ears, and he said, "Aji, I'm here for every song."
There was a noise on the stairs, and Lu Ye stood on it and looked down at them.
His face was extremely cold, but the veins on the back of his hand holding the armrest were exposed, declaring his anger.
Meng Ji felt that Lu Ye was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
The man on the stairs walked up to her and said, "Go home." After that, he walked out.
"Acheng, don't say such things in the future. I have never thought about leaving. Thank you." Meng Ji lowered his head and looked at Jiang Xicheng.
She turned around and hurriedly chased after him.
Leaving here was something she wanted to do, even if it was difficult.
But she didn't dare to leave through Jiang Xicheng's hand.
Lu Ye is an extremely ruthless man. If he leaves, he will put all the blame on Jiang Xicheng.
She didn't dare take risks.
