The hustle and bustle downstairs in the Blues Bar didn't reach the upper - floor room at all. The room was completely quiet and peaceful, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.
As time passed, the number of people in the bar finally decreased. Some waiters with red - rimmed eyes from staying up late were still dutifully on their posts, while some drunk customers were lying on the bar counter or in the booths, snoring loudly.
The sun gradually rose, filling the room with a warm feeling. Yuan Meng got out of the quilt, stretched, slipped on her slippers, walked to the window, and pulled up the curtain in one go. The sun shone on her body, creating a beautiful scene.
"Ah, it's so comfortable," Yuan Meng said, looking at the buildings not far away with a hint of a smile in her eyes. It had been a long time since she had slept so comfortably.
After brushing her teeth, washing her face, and having breakfast, Yuan Meng picked up her makeup bag and started to do her makeup.
Soon, she looked like an innocent little rabbit again. She checked herself in the mirror to make sure everything was okay, then changed back into her previous clothes.
She drove to the Ling family's parking lot. Seeing that Ling Qianchen's car wasn't there, she let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that he had already gone to work.
Well, she had deliberately waited until after nine o'clock to come back. Of course, he had gone to work.
After parking the car, Yuan Meng tiptoed around carefully, afraid of being caught by Yu Luqing. Every time she reached a corner or a hiding place, she would always peek around.
She was on high alert all the way. Finally, when she reached the stairwell, a cold voice suddenly came from behind: "You still know to come back."
Yuan Meng turned around abruptly. She cursed in her heart. Damn it, how could he walk so silently? Wasn't he supposed to be at work? Why was he still at home?
Seeing Ling Qianchen looking unhappy and about to say something, Yuan Meng instantly became a drama queen. She pouted her lips, and her slightly round eyes were instantly filled with tears.
Ling Qianchen was speechless. I haven't even said anything yet. Can you stop crying?
As soon as he saw this pitiful, tear - filled look, Ling Qianchen felt a headache coming on. Great, the physical nausea was coming back again.
He pursed his lips, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and said coldly, "Shut up. Don't cry."
Yuan Meng seemed to be startled. She hiccupped, and the tears welled up in her eyes but didn't fall. She looked at Ling Qianchen with a confused expression.
Pressing his temple, Ling Qianchen avoided looking at Yuan Meng. "As long as you agree to divorce, I can give you a hundred million. I can also buy you a car and a house. No one will interfere with you, and your life will be more comfortable than it is now. What do you think?"
A hundred million? Yuan Meng's heart skipped a beat. Oh my god, a hundred million! Ling Qianchen was quite generous. She never thought there would be such benefits to getting a divorce.
Wait, wait a minute. If she got divorced now, wouldn't she lose? No way. Although a hundred million was very tempting, it would be too embarrassing to lose.
Most importantly, she was Ai Yue. How could she admit defeat?
It hurt, but Yuan Meng had to refuse. Ah, it was just a bet. She was paying too much.
No, she must get all these things back from Chai Yanjing.
Ling Qianchen's dark eyes stared at Yuan Meng. Come to think of it, this was one of the few times he had really looked at her.
"So what on earth do you want for us to get a divorce?"
There was a hint of sincerity in his voice, different from his usual cold tone.
Yuan Meng looked back at him, her tone even more sincere. "Qianchen, what on earth can I do for you to like me?"
"Impossible." His tone instantly turned cold. Ling Qianchen regained his usual arrogance, and the rare trace of sincerity in his eyes disappeared again.
She had known this would be the result. It seemed that her performance was quite good. At least, the image of the innocent little rabbit was well - established.
Yuan Meng had a lot on her mind, but her face showed nothing. There was a trace of sadness in her eyes. As if feeling cold, she put one hand on the other arm, as if this could give her some warmth.
She let out a bitter laugh. "Qianchen, why won't you love me? What's wrong with me? Do you really want a divorce that badly? Well, I'm telling you, it's impossible."
As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere between them became tense. His cold eyes scanned Yuan Meng like a knife. Anger made him silent.
The air seemed to freeze, and their breathing gradually became gentle.
"Madam, you're back. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" As soon as the butler came in and saw Yuan Meng back, he didn't notice the strange atmosphere between the two. He immediately asked.
The tense atmosphere was instantly broken. A smile appeared on Yuan Meng's face. She tilted her head slightly towards the butler, looking a bit innocent. She gently tapped her chin with her finger. "Uncle Butler, I'm hungry. Do you have anything delicious?"
A smile also appeared on the butler's face. He replied cheerfully, "Yes. There are some pastries you like in the kitchen."
"Great! Let's go quickly." Yuan Meng looked completely innocent. She followed the cheerful butler into the kitchen, ignoring Ling Qianchen standing beside her.
Ling Qianchen gritted his teeth. In the end, he didn't want to disappoint the butler.
Just then, his phone rang. Ling Qianchen took out his phone and answered it impatiently. "What is it?"
Lu Ziyun felt that there was a hint of anger. He shrank his neck. Thinking of the matter he had taken over, he mustered up his courage. "Dude, when are you coming? You're not really going to leave the security system project to me, are you? Come on, you know what kind of person I am. Aren't you afraid I'll mess it up if you give me such an important task?"
Ling Qianchen was annoyed. He was just about to say, "Just try to mess it up and see what happens," when he heard Lu Ziyun continue, "If you're really not afraid I'll mess it up, then I'll do it. Anyway, as long as you don't blame me later."
Well, this guy had blocked all his words.
The problem was that the network security system project was extremely important to him. It wasn't a small, unimportant project. If it really got messed up, he would be in big trouble.
Thinking of this, Ling Qianchen let out a sigh. He said to Lu Ziyun on the other end of the phone rather fiercely, "Wait."
After saying this, Ling Qianchen turned to look in the direction of the kitchen. Yuan Meng was eating pastries with a big smile on her face.
Forget it. Divorce couldn't be achieved overnight. He'd better deal with the important matter first.
With the sound of his leather shoes, Ling Qianchen left.
In the kitchen, Yuan Meng was happily eating and chatting with the butler, but her ears were always listening for the sounds in the living room.
Hearing the sound of Ling Qianchen's footsteps leaving, she let out a sigh of relief.
Phew, she had successfully gotten through another hurdle.