While they were eating and chatting, Meng Ting finally woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and met Yan Sui’s gaze, which was gradually flooded with a bit of warmth. He blinked, and the depths of his eyes were clear and free of any shadows. He lifted his chin and directly kissed Yan Sui’s lips.
“Good morning.”
Yan Sui ruffled Meng Ting’s hair and raised his eyebrows slightly, “It’s not early.”
He hadn’t been awake for long, but he had already checked the time; it was already past two-thirty in the afternoon.
“No wonder… I’m so hungry,” Meng Ting continued to mumble while pressing against Yan Sui’s cheek, then opened his mouth and bit Yan Sui’s lips again, but he didn’t use much force. The gentle bite turned into a soft lick.
Yan Sui pressed the back of Meng Ting’s head, then turned this light, teasing kisses into a tender and passionate deep kiss.
After the kiss ended, Yan Sui picked Meng Ting up. They had been too wild last night, and in the end, he had only given Meng Ting a quick clean-up before falling asleep with him. Right now, it was necessary to take a bath first.
Meng Ting naturally wrapped his arms around Yan Sui’s neck, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes fixed intently on Yan Sui, and then he nuzzled up to him for a kiss.
After two ‘chu, chu’, he then pressed his cheek against Yan Sui’s, smiling sweetly.
The worries that Yan Sui might have in his heart were also completely dispelled by Meng Ting’s kisses and smile.
“Be good, let’s take a bath and get cleaned up first, then we’ll go downstairs to eat.”
“I’m good, I’ll listen to you,” Meng Ting replied, then kissed Yan Sui on the lips again.
Yan Sui was giving Meng Ting a bath, and gradually his brows furrowed. Last night, he had been reckless, leaving too many marks on Meng Ting’s body. He didn’t notice it at the time, but now, looking at it, he couldn’t help but blame himself.
Meng Ting followed Yan Sui’s gaze and looked at himself, then reached out to hook Yan Sui’s neck. He rubbed his cheek against Yan Sui’s and assured him, “It doesn’t hurt. I am willing.”
He was the one who pestered Yan Sui last night. He remembered it clearly. Originally… he should not remember what happened after taking the medicine, but he remembered everything last night because he couldn’t bear to forget. He wanted to remember Yan Sui’s words and his tenderness towards him.
“I am willing, I like us like this.”
Meng Ting’s straightforward and unreserved words, along with his serious and calm expression, made it impossible for Yan Sui to refuse or restrain himself. He sighed softly, then leaned down to kiss his overly clear and beautiful eyes.
With Meng Ting’s cooperation and Yan Sui’s proficiency, the two of them quickly finished their baths.
Meng Ting changed into a cream-colored long-sleeve sweater, while Yan Sui wore the suit and shirt that Meng Ting had picked out for him. The styles were slightly different, but the clothes hanging in his wardrobe were definitely a perfect fit.
“Looks good.”
Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui in the mirror and sincerely praised him.
Compared to the patriarch of other families, Yan Sui is still too young; only black can make him appear more mature and composed. After wearing it for so many years, he and the people around him had gotten used to it, but only Meng Ting thought he looked ‘good’ dressed this way.
After Meng Ting finished looking in the mirror, he turned around and shook Yan Sui’s hand, “Carry me, I’m so hungry I don’t have the strength to walk.”
Meng Ting wasn’t completely lying; he had thrown up everything he could yesterday, and then he stayed up so late when he came back, and did something that was extremely physically demanding, so he had used up all his energy. It was a bit exaggerated to say he was so hungry he had no strength at all, but he really didn’t want to walk and wanted Yan Sui to carry him.
Yan Sui gently crouched down, and then Meng Ting lay on top of him.
Yan Sui’s lips curled up slightly, and his mood improved a bit. After last night, Meng Ting had loosened up a bit more with him, naturally making requests and taking the initiative to be intimate with him instead of asking in advance. This change made him both happy and distressed.
He was happy because he had always hoped that Meng Ting would be like this, and he felt distressed because Meng Ting had suffered a lot before he changed.
***
Yan Sui came down with Meng Ting on his back, and four pairs of eyes all turned to look at them.
“This… what’s wrong with Sister-in-law? He’s still not better yet?”
Meng Ting was sticking to Yan Sui, so they couldn’t see his complexion clearly. They subconsciously thought that Meng Ting hadn’t recovered yet and needed Yan Sui to take him around.
“I’m fine, it’s just… I want Yan Sui to carry me.”
Meng Ting raised his face and looked over, then seriously explained to Zhen Han and the others who were asking questions.
Zhen Han and the others were inexplicably shown off[mfn]秀了一臉 (xiù le yī liǎn): lit. show a face; seeing someone else showing off their affection; being stunned after getting hit; being surprised.[/mfn], and they couldn’t refute Meng Ting’s truthful words at all, so they could only slightly restrain themselves and look away.
Yan Sui didn’t say anything; he continued to walk closer, directly carrying Meng Ting to the edge of the dining table before finally putting the person down.
“Have a glass of water first, then we’ll eat.”
“Okay,” Meng Ting nodded, then took Yan Sui’s hand and sat down together.
Yan Sui poured him a glass of water, and he gulped it down. One glass wasn’t enough, so he he drank another half.
Yan Sui also drank a glass of water, and Nanny Wang brought people to serve the meals, all of which were light and nourishing the stomach.
“Oh dear, Madam, what’s wrong? Why does your face look so bad…” She had finally managed to make him look somewhat better, and now, after just half a day’s absence, he seemed to have lost weight again. Nanny Wang said this while looking at Yan Sui disapprovingly.
Zhen Han and the others all felt that Yan Sui was wronged, but Yan Sui couldn’t feel the same way; he had indeed pushed Meng Ting too hard last night.
“I’ll just eat a bit and I’ll be fine,” Meng Ting himself was at ease. He said this to Nanny Wang with certainty, and then poured milk for Yan Sui.
He didn’t drink it himself, but he ate a lot of the medicinal congee and mantou.
Yan Sui was eating by himself, but he also took care of Meng Ting, scooping congee and picking up vegetables. He did it quite skillfully.
Zhen Han and Gu Lang were looking at them sourly; Yan Sui had never taken care of them like this. When they were young, they didn’t like to eat and ate slowly. It was good enough that Yan Sui didn’t eat their portions as well.
“Are you guys eating too?” Meng Ting suddenly looked up at them and asked with a puzzled expression.
“No need, I just ate,” Nanny Wang cooked a lot of congee; they were almost full after drinking two bowls.
“Oh,” Meng Ting nodded, glanced at Yan Sui again before he buried his head and continued eating.
Yan Sui’s lips curled up, but he understood the true meaning behind Meng Ting’s question. He probably wanted to say, since Zhen Han and the others aren’t going to eat, why were they looking at him? It was still with that kind of envious and jealous gaze.
After they finished eating, they also came over to the sofa, and then Gu Lang started talking non-stop.
The matter wasn’t hard to investigate at all. The waiter was not aware of the situation, but on his way to deliver juice, he was bumped into by someone. After comparing photos, he identified the person. Meng Qi’s friend came to block the door. Zhen Han and Gu Lang observed in the lobby and then sent someone to follow.
“This is the conversation I had someone record.”
The mastermind behind this matter isn’t just one person, but two who can’t stand Meng Ting doing well—Meng Xiao and Su Siyu, who hit it off immediately.
“What’s going on? Didn’t you say Meng Ting was allergic to the sedative?” This was Su Siyu’s voice; just hearing it, one could sense his anger and the frustration of a plan gone awry.
“I heard it from someone… and logically, it can’t be wrong. As long as it touches his mouth, he will react.”
Meng Xiao’s voice lowered slightly; he had only heard it by chance, but he never expected that reality would be completely opposite to what he thought it would be.
Meng Ting’s reaction won’t be to fall asleep at the slightest touch; instead, he will become even more agitated and irritable. Even if they manage to bring Meng Qi over as planned, it won’t lead to the outcome they want to see. Meng Qi will probably end up getting beaten up again, and it will likely be a particularly severe beating that could even be life-threatening.
Su Siyu seemed to be in deep thought after hearing this, but Meng Xiao pressed on with another question, “What about you? Didn’t you say you could lure Meng Qi there? Why is Yan Sui in the room with him?”
The sound became a bit noisy after that, probably because something happened, so there’s no more recording, but this is enough.
Gu Lang put away his phone and looked at Yan Sui, waiting for his decision.
The others were also deep in thought, but finding out that it was these two, there was really nothing surprising. All along, they had made people aware, overtly or covertly, of their desire for the position of the Yan family’s patriarch’s wife, so they had every reason to take action against Meng Ting.
“That guy surnamed Su is really ridiculous. I remember that he seemed to be the one who disliked Yan Sui before, tsk…”
Zhen Han complained again, but when his gaze fell on Yan Sui, he swallowed his words. He probably didn’t want Meng Ting to know about the previous events. After all, if He Wan hadn’t gone crazy at that time, he would have almost married Su Siyu, and the sister-in-law they have to face now would not be Meng Ting.
Although He Wan is very annoying, he has to admit that this crazy person really hit the nail on the head.
Meng Ting suddenly raised his eyes and said very seriously, “Yan Sui is very good.”
The implication is that there is nothing to be disliked about his family’s Yan Sui.
Zhen Han grimaced in pain, while Zhong Ming and Gu Lang both burst into laughter. Meng Qi slightly raised his eyebrows; he had long been accustomed[mfn]習慣成自然 (xí guàn chéng zì rán): when you make it a habit, it will become second nature; habit becomes nature; get used to something and it seems inevitable; habit makes things natural—once a use, forever a custom; habit is second nature.[/mfn] to Meng Ting’s special treatment of Yan Sui.
The coldness at the corners of Yan Sui’s eyes dissipated slightly. He gently rubbed Meng Ting’s hand, then raised his gaze to the crowd, “call them.”
“Do what?” Gu Lang instinctively asked, and Zhong Ming and Zhen Han also looked over. Yan Sui’s tone definitely indicated that he was not going to let it go easily.
“Invite the old master from both families over. Anyone who touches my people must give me and the Yan family an explanation.”
If their actions fail to satisfy him, he will take matters into his own hands. At that time, it won’t just be the two of them who will be affected; their families behind them will also be implicated.
Gu Lang and Zhong Ming both nodded in agreement. This is how it should be. If the Yan family couldn’t even protect the wife of the patriarch of the family, their position as the top wealthy family in Haicheng would probably be in jeopardy.
Meng Qi also nodded slightly, but at the same time, his heart was also shaken a little. This is Yan Sui, this is the Yan family. If one day he really wants to fight him for Meng Ting, what he currently possesses is far from enough.
He hopes that such a day will never come, but at the same time, he feels a great sense of crisis and urgency in his heart. He cannot and should not continue to waste his time like this.
Old Master Meng was actually quite surprised to receive a call from Yan Sui. Although the two families were now related by marriage, they still didn’t interact much. However, when Yan Sui called to say there was an important matter and asked him to come to the Yan family home, despite his curiosity, he still went.
When he arrived, Old Master Su had already been there for a while and was about to leave.
When the two people bumped into each other, he could sense the barely contained anger of Old Master Su. Old Master Su didn’t want to say much to Old Master Meng. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he then left in his car.
When Old Master Meng entered the study, he only saw Yan Sui and Gu Lang. Yan Sui didn’t say anything. Gu Lang spoke a few words and then played that recording again. Old Master Meng’s expression gradually became worse.
He was probably even angrier than Old Master Su. Meng Ting was also a member of his Meng family. Meng Xiao wanted to harm Meng Ting, and also wanted to harm Meng Qi from the main house. If this plan succeeds, it will be a disgrace not only to the Meng family but also to his own face.
“Scoundrel!” Old Master Meng immediately cursed angrily. When Yan Sui’s gaze swept over, he didn’t dare to act like an elder anymore. He leaned forward slightly and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t let him off easily.”
Keeping such a scourge in the family would definitely be a disaster. Not to mention that Meng Xiao was originally an illegitimate child who was recognized; even if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t end up well.
“Additionally, Mr. Meng, please ask him to check where he found out about Meng Ting’s allergy to the sedative.”
Old Master Meng’s expression paused slightly, then he nodded. Yan Sui’s words meant he was going to continue pursuing the person behind Meng Xiao, which could only be the second house, possibly Han Xuejun or Li Yifei.
But he couldn’t avoid this issue either. The Yan family’s influence in Haicheng was deeply entrenched and vast enough to be intimidating. If he targeted the Meng family because of this, the Meng family would probably not be able to stay in Haicheng any longer. The Old Master of the Meng family was very clear about what was more important and what was less.
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功虧一簣 (gōng kuī yī kuì): lit. one basket (of dirt) short of success; to fall short of success due to the lack of a final effort; fail at the last hurdle; all but complete; come to naught for want of a final effort; the work of one basket undone; the last step spoils the journey; originally refers to a situation in which a person is unable to complete a task due to the lack of one basket of soil. Later, it is often used to describe a situation in which a person fails to complete a task due to the lack of a final effort. It often implies regret. From the Forged Old Text chapters of the Book of Documents (《尚書·旅獒》): 嗚呼！夙夜罔或不勤，不矜細行，終累大德。為山九仞，功虧一簣。, Oh! early and late never be but earnest. If you do not attend jealously to your small actions, the result will be to affect your virtue in great matters; in raising a mound of nine fathoms, the work may be unfinished for want of one basket (of earth).
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