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Chapter 12: I, Meng Mingxuan, will only care for Ninth Brother.
Meng Mingxuan laughed, “A ploy to gain sympathy?”
She… laughed?
Nie Ziyang never expected Meng Mingxuan to react like this.
“Cough, Mingxuan, you’re not worried?” Nie Ziyang coughed lightly after a while, teasing her.
“Only Ninth Brother cares about my self-harm,” Meng Mingxuan rested her chin on her hand, smiling sweetly, “So, since last night, I’ve made up my mind—for the rest of my life, I, Meng Mingxuan, will only care for Ninth Brother.”
In other words, even if Yin Ting died, she wouldn’t care.
Nie Ziyang: “…”
Chaos!
He never thought that one day he would be fed dog food by Mingxuan herself!
And it was dog food with Ninth Brother!
He always thought that this couple could only have heart-wrenching, glass-shattering abuse, not sickeningly sweet dog food.
In the kitchen, Yan Mo Jiu gently brushed away the broken eggshell from the egg meat.
His thin lips parted slightly, and he took a bite.
Mmm…
Even the boiled egg tasted sweet.
At the dining table, Nie Ziyang swallowed the dog food and continued to talk about business, “So, what are you going to do now, Mingxuan? Break off the engagement first?”
“If I break off the engagement now, wouldn’t I be exposed?” Meng Mingxuan blinked, “Nie Shao, do you know Yin Ting’s true identity? Do you know why he wants to deal with my Ninth Brother? Is it because he has a grudge against Ninth Brother, or is someone else behind it? You’ve been investigating him for the past two years, but you haven’t found anything, right?”
Nie Ziyang: “…”
He was having a bad day.
He was actually being defeated by a little girl.
But…
“I did investigate Yin Ting. Logically, in Lincheng, no one can escape our investigation. But this Yin Ting, his background is truly flawless.”
Nie Ziyang steadied himself and began to reveal Yin Ting’s background.
Yin Ting was born in a small town in Lincheng, from a poor family. His father died of cancer early, leaving behind a half-blind widow who made handicrafts in the town to make ends meet.
Yin Ting was very filial and studied hard. He was always at the top of his class.
He had always been labeled as a “poor scholar” with a motivational story.
“As for any childhood sweetheart…” Nie Ziyang was a little confused, “I haven’t found anything. Yin Ting has always been a lone wolf.”
But soon, Nie Ziyang laughed again, “Fortunately, Mingxuan provided her name. I’ll go check it out later.”
Meng Mingxuan’s heart skipped a beat!
With Ninth Brother around, Nie Ziyang wouldn’t dare to lie to her.
So, Nie Ziyang really hadn’t found any connection between Yu Tiantian and Yin Ting.
But…
How could a childhood sweetheart leave no trace?
Meng Mingxuan swallowed, could it be that… Yu Tiantian had deceived her in her previous life?
If she brought up Yu Tiantian, wouldn’t her lie be exposed?
But looking at Nie Ziyang’s smiling face, Meng Mingxuan couldn’t retract what she had just said.
She could only pray that Yu Tiantian hadn’t lied to her in her previous life—that Yu Tiantian and Yin Ting were truly childhood sweethearts.
“Right, Mingxuan, you haven’t said how you’re going to handle Yin Ting’s situation in the hospital.” Nie Ziyang brought up the most pressing matter.
Everyone in Lincheng knew that the little princess of Lincheng was at the Lin University graduation ceremony…
At the graduation ceremony of Lin University, she accepted her boyfriend Yin Ting’s proposal.
Now, she and Yin Ting are engaged.
And her fiancé is in the hospital, she can’t have no reaction.
“That’s easy. Just have Ninth Brother send two bodyguards to escort me to the hospital, right?” Meng Mingxuan smiled brightly, “Then I’ll argue with the bodyguards, saying I’ll just take a look and leave, and then the bodyguards will stop me from entering the ward to visit, threatening me to go home quickly. The mission will be accomplished!”
Nie Ziyang: “…”
Just as Nie Ziyang was speechless, Yan Mo Jiu, who had disappeared for a while, came out of the kitchen.
“Ninth Brother, you’re done eating.” Meng Mingxuan’s eyes curved uncontrollably as soon as she saw Yan Mo Jiu.
“Yeah, what were you talking about?” Yan Mo Jiu sat down next to her, his arm resting on the chair behind her.
It looked like he was holding her in his arms.
Nie Ziyang rolled his eyes in his heart: Brother, just pretend!
Meng Mingxuan didn’t notice. Actually, even if Yan Mo Jiu put his arm around her shoulder, she wouldn’t feel anything.
“Just… Nie Shao told me that I haven’t replied to Yin Ting’s messages, so he deliberately used a ploy to gain sympathy, drinking until he had a stomach bleed and was rushed to the hospital. I… I haven’t broken up with Yin Ting and ended the engagement yet, so… I’m going to ask Ninth Brother to send two bodyguards with me to do some superficial work…”
Her voice was a little hesitant.
Her eyes were also filled with anxiety as she looked at Yan Mo Jiu.
She hadn’t forgotten how she had broken with Yan Mo Jiu for Yin Ting.
If only she had been reborn earlier.
But the time of her rebirth wasn’t something she, a mere mortal, could decide.
It was already good enough that she was reborn. Could she be picky?
Seeing the girl’s cautious expression, Yan Mo Jiu felt a slight discomfort in his heart.
He had always indulged her.
Why was she afraid of him?
“Anything goes,” Yan Mo Jiu didn’t want to talk about Yin Ting anymore.
As long as she didn’t keep pestering him to marry Yin Ting, he could tolerate anything.
He gently lifted her left hand and saw that the bandage around her wrist wasn’t wet.
His thin lips curled slightly.
She had listened to him and kept the wound dry.
“Anything goes?” Meng Mingxuan felt that Yan Mo Jiu seemed to be in a good mood, so she had a sudden idea and asked, “Can Ninth Brother let me join the company?”
Yan Mo Jiu raised his eyes and looked into her bright eyes.
So, she wanted to join the company…
Nie Ziyang’s brow furrowed sharply!
Damn it!
That guy, Feng Yilin, was right.
Feng Yilin had said last night that Meng Mingxuan and Yin Ting were playing this game, and their intentions were probably quite big.
Perhaps, they were targeting Mengyan Group.
After all, the entire economy of Lincheng was supported by Mengyan Group.
Now, Mengyan Group’s market value had reached hundreds of billions. Everyone wanted to take a bite of this cake.
“Okay,” Yan Mo Jiu’s fingers unconsciously traced light circles on Meng Mingxuan’s palm. His black eyes were deep, but his voice was calm, “Yin Ting can join the company too.”
Nie Ziyang: “!!!”
No way.
A femme fatale!
He finally understood how King Zhou of Shang had been overthrown!
He was so pissed off!
Nie Ziyang picked up the water jug next to him, poured a glass of cold water, and drank it down in large gulps.
He was afraid that he couldn’t contain the anger that was rising in his chest.
Meng Mingxuan was stunned. After a few seconds, she hesitantly asked, “Ninth Brother, is there a special plan for letting Yin Ting join the company?”
“Pfft!”
Nie Ziyang couldn’t swallow the water in time and sprayed it out.
Yan Mo Jiu quickly pulled Meng Mingxuan into his arms, preventing her from being sprayed.
“Sorry, sorry, Ninth Brother, I didn’t mean to. I just…” Nie Ziyang quickly put down his cup, stood up, and grabbed a tissue to clean the table.
He just… he didn’t expect Meng Mingxuan to ask such a question.
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