Ling Qianchen looked at the woman in floods of tears and believed her words a bit more. Indeed, his mother had been too harsh on Yuan Meng.
He then recalled the previous time when Yu Luqing forced Yuan Meng to go out to take medicine. So, what Yuan Meng said—that if she went out at night and Yu Luqing found out, she would surely be scolded—was something Yu Luqing was capable of doing.
Well, if that was really all there was to it, there was nothing to be suspicious about. It was all because he saw A Yue's shadow in this woman that he had become curious.
Now that he found he was wrong, Ling Qianchen naturally didn't want to stay here for another second.
But just as he was about to leave, his hand was grabbed. Yuan Meng looked up at him with a pitiful little face. "Husband, I almost fell off the wall just now. I'm really scared. Husband, can you stay with me tonight?"
Hearing this, Ling Qianchen wished he could grow eight legs. He refused coldly. "No."
After saying that, he turned around and left. As he stepped out of the room and let out a sigh, he heard a light footsteps behind him.
"Husband." Yuan Meng suddenly caught up. The tears on her face had disappeared, and a bright smile had reappeared. "Husband, do you like me? Are you having a change of heart? That's why you came back so late and came to care about me as soon as you saw me come back, right?"
As she said these words, her eyes sparkled. Unfortunately, Ling Qianchen was still the same Ling Qianchen, still that heartless man.
He denied it coldly. "No, you're overthinking."
After saying that, he quickened his pace. As for Yuan Meng, she stood there like a statue struck by lightning, staring blankly at Ling Qianchen as he entered his room.
After he was completely out of sight, Yuan Meng shrugged indifferently and walked back to her room lightly. She turned on her computer.
It was only a day or two away from the time she and Ling Qianchen had agreed to come up with a project plan for a network security system.
During this period, Ling Qianchen had also gained a good understanding of network security systems, so the two of them had quite an engaging conversation.
As days passed, it was estimated that Ling Qianchen would call tomorrow to ask about the progress of this matter.
Regarding the project plan, it should have been prepared by Ling Qianchen's side, and then she, as a technical staff member, would explain it to the other party for further communication.
However, she was always a bit uneasy about a plan that wasn't written by herself. So she said that she would write the plan herself, then take Ling Qianchen's suggestions, make some minor modifications, and finalize it. Of course, since Ling Qianchen was the one funding the project, most of the decisions should be based on his ideas and suggestions.
Combining the consensus they had reached during their conversations, Yuan Meng's fingers flew over the keyboard, and lines of words appeared on the screen.
Sure enough, early the next morning, when Yuan Meng was still half asleep, she heard the ringing of her phone.
She glanced at the name on the screen vaguely and immediately became more alert. She answered the phone.
"A Yue, today is the day we agreed on. Are you ready?" Ling Qianchen's cold voice came through.
Yuan Meng cleared her throat and changed her voice slightly. "Yes, I'm basically ready. I've been waiting for your call!"
The person on the other end laughed and said, "Good. Since you're ready, let's meet today."
Naturally, she didn't refuse. The two of them made an appointment and then hung up the phone.
She went downstairs. Breakfast was already laid out in the living room. Yuan Meng saw Ling Qianchen sitting at the dining table like a Buddha, quietly having his breakfast.
She greeted the butler, then smiled at Ling Qianchen and plopped down on the seat opposite him. "Good morning, husband. Is this the loving breakfast you made for me? It looks so delicious!"
Ling Qianchen didn't even look at her and said coldly, "Don't talk when eating or sleeping."
Yuan Meng pouted and stuck out her tongue. What don't talk when eating or sleeping? It was just that this heartless man didn't want to talk to her. He even found such a good excuse. Bah, this dog man.
With a pitiful look on her face, she obediently ate her breakfast, stealing glances at the man opposite from time to time. The emotion she inadvertently showed made the butler feel sorry for her.
After breakfast, Yuan Meng still looked listless. She dragged herself upstairs and back to her room.
Then she casually changed her clothes and soon came downstairs again. Ling Qianchen hadn't left yet. He was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yuan Meng. Thinking she was going to pester him, he pretended not to see her. Who would have thought that she seemed not to notice him and walked straight towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Ling Qianchen suddenly asked.
Yuan Meng stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked around. Then she pointed at her own nose in surprise. "Husband, are you asking me?"
Ling Qianchen was speechless. In this house, there were only the two of them as the masters. If he wasn't asking her, was he asking himself?
Seeing Ling Qianchen looking at her like she was a fool, as if to say Are you stupid?, Yuan Meng grinned and rushed towards Ling Qianchen with the small bag in her hand. "Husband, I knew you cared about me."
Ling Qianchen quickly moved aside and even dropped his newspaper. "Just talk. Don't be so touchy. What does it look like?"
Tsk tsk, this dog man. What's he pretending for?
Acting as if she didn't notice, Yuan Meng grabbed the empty sofa and started her performance. "Husband, you're really hurting my heart. I've been whole - heartedly doing things for your own good, but how do you treat me? Woo woo woo. I just want to go out for a stroll because I've been in a bad mood these days. Don't I even have this little bit of freedom?"
She said this seriously, and with her persistent attitude, Ling Qianchen suddenly felt annoyed.
He waved his hand. He really didn't want to see Yuan Meng anymore. He immediately said, "Fine. Since you want to go out, go quickly. I was just asking casually."
Yuan Meng was finally able to get away. The corners of her lips curled up on the side of her face that was turned away from Ling Qianchen.
After arriving at Luo Yishan's place, Yuan Meng quickly removed all the makeup on her face and then put on a simple makeup in A Yue's style.
Luo Yishan, who had been watching all this, couldn't help but burst out laughing. "A Ai, tell me. You used to be so free and unrestrained. Now, you even have to be furtive just to meet someone. Even the Tang Monk's journey to the West wasn't as difficult as yours. Don't tell me you think it's fun to keep changing like this and you're addicted to it?"