Yuan Meng assumed a defensive posture and clicked her tongue mentally.
When she sold the copyright, she had casually filled in "Blue Tones". She never thought it would turn out to be such a big pitfall.
But it didn't matter. There was still Mu Ran.
Feeling slightly reassured, she gave Mu Ran a look. The latter instantly understood and nodded gently at her.
Chai Yanyu, sitting on the ground, surveyed the whole scene. After seeing their little interaction, he cleared his throat. "Haha, I remember Mu Ran is an orphan, right?"
As he said this, he winked at Ling Qianchen. That was all he could do.
Yuan Meng curled her lips and gave the scoundrel a cool smile. Then she kicked him again, and squatting down, she grabbed his collar and forced him to stand up.
"Did you remember wrong?" Her voice rose, as if she was smiling.
But only Chai Yanyu, who saw her face, knew that this girl was staring at him menacingly, as if she would torture him on the spot if he dared to say something inappropriate.
He cowered again and quickly laughed awkwardly. "I did remember wrong. Haha, look at my brain."
Yuan Meng let go of his collar with a deathly smile on her face. "It seems you're seriously injured. Why don't you go and apply some medicine first?"
Chai Yanyu gasped. This meant she was unhappy with him and wanted to get rid of him.
He turned to look at Ling Qianchen, throwing a pleading look.
However, Ling Qianchen remained expressionless. "Hurry up and go."
Chai Yanyu seemed to have a good relationship with Ai Yue, and she actually cared about him.
"Do you need me to see you off?" Yuan Xingcheng smiled and put his arm around his shoulder. The aunt and nephew were equally intimidating when threatening others.
Being unwelcome on both sides, Chai Yanyu finally understood what it meant to be a poor soul.
"I'm leaving!" he gritted his teeth and limped a little further away from them. There were still several footprints on his butt.
The noble young master of the Chai family looked so disheveled. It was really pitiful.
But when it came to watching the drama, he would never really leave!
Yuan Meng was too lazy to care about him. As long as he didn't say anything inappropriate, it would be fine.
She gave her nephew a look, and he immediately said, "Mu Ran, you look a bit like Sister Yuan Meng."
"Yes, she's my sister," Mu Ran replied.
In her deer - like eyes was a completely different look from Yuan Meng's, cold and violent.
Ling Qianchen also thought the two looked alike, which was why he had made a mistake just now.
However, in sufficient light, one could clearly tell the differences between them.
Yuan Meng would never show a look like a leopard. The personalities of these two sisters were quite different.
"Since you're sisters, I hope you can persuade her to divorce me," Ling Qianchen said to Mu Ran seriously.
"I can offer corresponding compensation. There's no love between us. Her insistence on not divorcing is just in vain."
In his opinion, being able to offer compensation was already quite good.
However, Mu Ran scoffed. "Then why did you marry her in the first place?"
She just couldn't stand this man disliking Yuan Meng. Besides, no matter what her personality was, he had married her.
No one had put a knife to his neck and forced him to marry. Now that he had married her, he disliked her every day. Wasn't that crazy?
Seeing her like this, Ling Qianchen sighed. "Why are you two sisters so unreasonable?"
When Mu Ran was angry, she would stare at you intently, and her little fists would be clenched tightly, as if she would punch you in the face the next second.
Yuan Meng, on the other hand, would look at you pitifully, as if you had given her a great grievance.
"Forget it. I'll talk to her about this later," Ling Qianchen said.
Since their marriage, he had never touched Yuan Meng. She should understand that he had married her just for his mother.
Wasn't she after his money?
They had never met before. She didn't even know what he looked like. He couldn't think of any other reason for her to marry him except for the money.
Presumably, the reason she didn't want a divorce now was that she thought the chips he offered were not enough.
"Miss Ai Yue, do you have any appointments tonight? How about having dinner with me?" Ling Qianchen asked politely.
Yuan Xingcheng and Mu Ran beside him were both shocked by this man's audacity. After saying such things, he still had the nerve to invite someone to dinner?
Afraid that his aunt would be taken advantage of, Yuan Xingcheng immediately walked a few steps forward and blocked Ling Qianchen, raising his fist.
"Are you crazy?"
"We're all men. How can you be so irresponsible?"
Ling Qianchen frowned, exuding a bit of aloofness. "Irresponsible?"
"You're married. Even if you're planning to divorce, you haven't done it yet."
"Pursuing Ai Yue before the divorce shows that you look down on her and are unfaithful to your wife. I really look down on you," Yuan Xingcheng said.
Hearing her nephew's words, Yuan Meng raised her eyebrows in surprise.
It seemed that her nephew would be a good man in the future.
This negative example of Ling Qianchen was actually a bit useful.
The more Yuan Xingcheng talked, the angrier he got. After all, both Yuan Meng and Ai Yue were his aunts.
This meant that this man was unfaithful to his aunts and looked down on them.
The more he thought, the more confused he became. Finally, he swung his fist. Ling Qianchen raised his arm and tightly grasped Yuan Xingcheng's fist with his big palm, making a thud.
One could tell how much strength he had used.
Yuan Meng clicked her tongue, regretting that her nephew hadn't landed a hit.
Ling Qianchen caught Yuan Xingcheng's fist and slightly lowered his eyes.
"You're right. It was my mistake. I'll divorce Yuan Meng and then pursue Ai Yue. Thank you for the reminder."
If he was wrong, he was wrong. He wasn't the kind of person who would stubbornly refuse to admit his mistakes.
Hearing this, Yuan Meng immediately stretched out her right hand in front of her. "There's no need."
There was disdain and coldness in her fox - like eyes. "Mr. Ling, I have no interest in you."
"Pfft." Her fox eyes lightly swept over Ling Qianchen from head to toe.
The disgust in Yuan Meng's eyes deepened. "I'm really not interested."
Her attitude made Ling Qianchen feel a bit choked. It was funny. No one had ever treated him like this before.
"Since I'm not satisfactory to Miss Ai Yue now, I'll change," he said with a gentle smile.
Facing her, he only had tolerance.
Yuan Xingcheng got goosebumps from this sentence. He rubbed his arms and shivered.
What could be more speechless than an old man saying sweet words?
Yuan Meng also rolled her eyes. "You're not my type."
"No matter how you change, I won't like you."
After saying that, she walked to her nephew's side. Under his innocent, husky - like gaze, her slender fingers lifted his chin.
She gave him a seductive look, but Yuan Xingcheng didn't find it charming at all. Instead, he felt like he was being stared at by a venomous snake.
What was his aunt up to!
"Big..." Yuan Meng almost blurted out "nephew" and quickly stopped herself.
"I like guys like this, cute little puppies."
"They're fresh and energetic. Mr. Ling can never compare," she said with a smile.
The husky - like nephew, who was praised for being fresh and energetic, looked even more innocent.
He understood what his aunt was doing and immediately put his arm around her waist. "I like you too, sister."
"Mr. Ling, I'll take her away."
He threw a smug look and proudly led Yuan Meng away.