Lu Ziyán was so startled that he hiccupped. “...”
He realized his mistake. He shouldn't have been so overconfident, but he really wanted to see it!
Should he take a gamble? Ling Qianchén shouldn't really kill him, right?
In the end, his desire to see Ling Qianchén in women's clothing won out. Taking advantage of the alcohol, he nodded recklessly. “I'm sure!”
Ling Qianchén's gaze turned even colder. Instead of emitting cold air, he seemed to be shooting out daggers!
Before he could say anything, Yuan Méng said, “You can continue if you want, but you've already lost your bets. How about betting on walking in public in women's clothing next time?”
Lu Ziyán and the others, “...”
Not a good idea.
They didn't want to be beaten up by their old men!
Lu Ziyán picked up his wine glass dejectedly and took a big gulp. “I'll drink. Is that okay?”
The others also quickly changed the topic and started toasting each other.
Lu Ziyán might have been too dejected. Before long, he got drunk and kept stealing glances at Yuan Méng.
Yuan Méng didn't bother to pay attention to him, but he was like a lost child who had found a relative. With tears in his eyes, he grabbed Yuan Méng's sleeve and started babbling, “Our Qianchén has had a tough life...”
Hearing Lu Ziyán's opening words, Ling Qianchén couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.
“Just look at how hard he's had it. He's married, but it's like he's not. He doesn't like his current wife at all.”
Yuan Méng raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Actually, Qianchén's wife was forced on him by his family. The reason is really absurd. I don't know...”
As he spoke, Lu Ziyán's voice got lower and lower, making it impossible to hear what he said next.
Yuan Méng was starting to lose her patience. She wanted to pull back her sleeve and find a quiet place to stay.
But it was as if Lu Ziyán could sense her thoughts. He immediately perked up and continued to pull on Yuan Méng's sleeve.
“I think you should just take our Qianchén. Look at how handsome he is and how much money he can make. Most importantly, he has feelings for you...”
Ling Qianchén didn't have the heart to listen anymore. He interrupted Lu Ziyán directly.
“I think you should rest well.”
After saying that, he threw Lu Ziyán onto the sofa. Ignoring his struggles, he grabbed the ribbon from the cake and wrapped it around Lu Ziyán's mouth, tying a tight knot.
Ling Qianchén dusted off his hands in disgust and looked at Yuan Méng. “He's drunk.”
Yuan Méng blinked. “They say that a drunk man speaks the truth. Is what he said true?”
There seemed to be a pool of clear wine in her eyes. When Ling Qianchén looked into them, he almost felt drunk.
He was silent for a moment. “Yes.”
Yuan Méng let out a soft laugh. “I heard that your mother had your fortune told and found out that your wife would bring good luck to your Ling family, so she forced you to marry her. The problem isn't with her. You should at least show her some respect, right? Isn't it a bit inappropriate for Mr. Ling to have an affair so openly?”
Ling Qianchén frowned. “I'll divorce her as soon as possible. After that, Miss Ai Yuè, could you give me a chance to pursue you?”
Yuan Méng raised her eyebrows slightly and directly placed a bottle of wine in front of him. “That depends on Mr. Ling's sincerity.”
Ling Qianchén, “...”
Yuan Méng clinked glasses with him and drank it all in one gulp. She urged, “Drink.”
She clearly knew the reason, but he still treated her coldly, making her hit a wall so many times and be disliked by that old hag.
If she didn't get him drunk today, she wouldn't be Yuan!
The two of them drank glass after glass. Before long, Yuan Méng had knocked Ling Qianchén out.
Before she could figure out what to do next, Luo Yīshān let out a scream.
“Ai Ai, there's a celebrity on the internet trying to gain popularity by associating with Ling Qianchén. Those idiots almost think she's Mrs. Ling.”
Hearing the word “trying to gain popularity,” Yuan Méng immediately took the phone Luo Yīshān handed her. After taking a quick look, Yuan Méng simply reached into Ling Qianchén's pocket.
Before long, she took out a phone from Ling Qianchén's pocket. She successfully unlocked the phone with Ling Qianchén's fingerprint and then skillfully found Weibo and posted a new one.
“Married, don't cue.”
After doing all this, a faint smile appeared on Yuan Méng's face.
This little gift was just a little something for this scumbag.
But before leaving, Yuan Méng didn't forget to find a small notebook. After writing the word “scumbag,” she stuffed it into Ling Qianchén's pocket along with the phone.
“Let's go. Let's go back and rest.”
After clapping her hands, Yuan Méng felt extremely light-hearted.
Luo Yīshān followed her out with a smile, leaving a room full of drunkards lying everywhere.
Early the next morning, Ling Qianchén was woken up by a phone call.
When he took out his phone, the note fell out.
He casually opened it. After seeing the two big characters “scumbag” and the chaotic news on the internet, his face visibly darkened. He searched around but couldn't find Ai Yuè's figure. When he asked others, he only got the news that Ai Yuè had left long ago.
Ling Qianchén, “...”
He was being played for the first time so thoroughly.
But was Ai Yuè really just trying to stand up for Yuan Méng?
Thinking of the similarities between the two, Ling Qianchén frowned tightly. Could there be some relationship between them?
Realizing this possibility, Ling Qianchén took the initiative to return to the Ling family for the first time.
“Qianchén? Why are you back?” Yu Lùqīng asked in surprise.
“Where's Yuan Méng?”
As soon as she heard Yuan Méng's name, Yu Lùqīng's face turned ugly. “She's gone to the cemetery to pay respects.”
Hearing this, something seemed to flash through Ling Qianchén's mind, but it was so fast that he couldn't catch it. He rubbed his temples irritably.
Seeing this, Yu Lùqīng reluctantly told the butler, “Call Yuan Méng and tell her to come back quickly!”
When Yuan Méng received the call, she immediately perked up.
Ling Qianchén had gone to the Ling family to look for her?
Could it be that he was really going to divorce her?
No, the bet wasn't over yet. They couldn't divorce yet!
She grabbed Luo Yīshān. “Hurry. Take me back to the Ling family.”
She had to put on makeup on the way, so she could only ask Luo Yīshān to drive her.
Luo Yīshān had also drunk a lot last night. She got up groggily and drove to the Ling family in a hurry.
The time was tight and the task was heavy. Yuan Méng could only huddle in the back to put on makeup.
Fortunately, her hands were steady. The image of a little rabbit gradually took shape on her face.
Luo Yīshān drove the car like an airplane. By the time they reached the Ling family, Yuan Méng was almost done with her makeup.
Luo Yīshān climbed from the front to the back to help her.
Just then, someone knocked on the car window.
Yuan Méng looked up instinctively and saw Ling Qianchén's impatient face.
Yuan Méng, “...”
Damn it!
Why did Ling Qianchén come out!
She hadn't finished her makeup yet!
Although she knew that people outside couldn't see inside, Yuan Méng still instinctively pushed Luo Yīshān down.
Luo Yīshān, “...?”