Chapter 6: A Different Kind of Persuasion

“Do you think money comes easy? Your second uncle doesn’t even have 5% of the shares, and your grandfather is only offering so much because of the Qin family. The Qin family is a century-old family, and no one knows how much wealth they actually have.”

Su Mei paused, then added, “This marriage was originally your grandfather’s idea. Your cousin messed things up, and now your grandfather’s trying to salvage his reputation by offering so much.”

“Have they met?”

“You mean Qin Zhuoran and Meng Wanbai? No. You know, right after your grandfather and Qin Zhuoran’s father settled the marriage, your cousin ran away. They didn’t have a chance to meet. If you’re willing, the rest will be up to your grandfather to handle. Don’t worry!”

Seeing that Meng Yitong hadn’t responded, Su Mei continued, “When picking a man, you can’t just look at his face. Look at your dad, he’s far better looking than your second uncle, but look at how we live. How’s your second uncle’s family living?”

“Right! When marrying, you need a man with capability. Qin Zhuoran became the general manager of the Qin family’s company at 25—just think about how capable he must be! He’s got good genes, too, and your kids will be smart…”

At first, Su Mei just wanted to persuade Meng Yitong, but the more she spoke, the more she thought this was indeed a good choice.

Having grown up in an orphanage, Meng Yitong had always had a thing for powerful people, which was also why she didn’t reject the idea of an arranged marriage.

A CEO like him was busy all the time—who had time for love? Arranged marriages were the way to go!

“Can I meet him first?”

Meng Yitong felt that marriage was a big decision and should be approached with caution.

“Probably not. Your cousin wanted to meet him too, but she never got the chance.”

Su Mei glanced at Meng Yitong’s conflicted expression and added, “Actually, it’s not as complicated as you think. Just get married, get the dowry your grandfather is giving you, and then see how Qin Zhuoran is. If he’s a good person, get along with him. If not, you can live your own life. He’s busy with work anyway, so it won’t affect you!”

“A woman with money can have lots of fun! You don’t need to cling to one man! Even if things don’t work out, you can get a divorce, and with the money you have, you can find someone younger and more handsome.”

Meng Yitong listened to her mother’s words and couldn’t help but secretly roll her eyes: You have no idea how much fun I can have, Mom.

Seeing that Meng Yitong’s attitude was softening, Su Mei eagerly continued, “But men like that are easy to handle. The more they lack, the more they want. Once you’re married, just be sweet to him, compliment him often, and before long, you’ll have him wrapped around your finger. He’ll listen to you on everything…”

After listening to all these husband-handling techniques, Meng Yitong felt as though her brain was being washed. Otherwise, why would she, someone with no relationship experience, confidently believe she could manage a billion-dollar heir?

The next morning, before Meng Yitong even woke up, she overheard voices in the hospital room.

When she groggily opened her eyes, she saw a middle-aged woman in her forties arguing seriously with Su Mei.

Meng Yitong had seen this woman’s photo before while browsing through information about the Meng family—the woman was Pan Qiuying, the wife of Meng Mingyu, the current general manager of the Meng Group.

Pan Qiuying was from a family of famous artists, with her father and grandfather both well-known painters. She herself was also an accomplished artist, winning multiple awards at a young age.

Later, she fell in love with Meng Ershu at first sight and married into the Meng family, becoming a well-known figure in high society.

Even after marrying into the Meng family, Pan Qiuying continued to pursue her passion for painting, holding exhibitions every year, and was responsible for all of the Meng family’s charity work. She was a core figure in the capital’s wealthy wife circle.

Not only that, but she also had three excellent children: her eldest son, who was 26, was already running his own tech company under the Meng family’s group.

Her second daughter, who had inherited her mother’s artistic talent, became a well-known young painter by the time she was 10. Her works had been auctioned for millions.

Her youngest son was a math genius, admitted to the prestigious Hua Xia University at 15, and had already published several academic papers, poised to be accepted into a graduate program.

Today, she was here mainly to discuss her youngest son’s future. She didn’t want the incident from yesterday to affect his academic life and stain his future.

“I already said we’re withdrawing the case today. Why are you in such a hurry?” Su Mei was not happy that Pan Qiuying had rushed to the hospital so early.

“I was worried your sister-in-law was anxious! Since Yitong has woken up, I’ll have Lawyer Zhou come in now.”