You Treat Me As If I Have A Sickness
You Treat Me As If I Have A Sickness Chapter 66.2

Chapter 66.2

Due to Father Meng’s request, Meng Zhengrong met with Wang Lin without letting Meng Pingting know.

Wang Lin felt anxious, full of speculation. However, when facing Meng Zhengrong, he managed to maintain his composure and dignity, neither servile nor arrogant.

Looking at Wang Lin, Meng Zhengrong didn’t have much affection for him, but he didn’t have any negative feelings either. He just felt that, from his sister’s perspective, this boy shouldn’t be too bad, after all, his sister wasn’t foolish.

“Would you like something to drink?” After ordering a cup of coffee, Meng Zhengrong handed the menu to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin didn’t order anything to drink, just asking for a cup of warm water.

Meng Zhengrong understood that a boy like Wang Lin, at this age, would feel awkward. If his family situation was average, being so young could be a disadvantage for him.

Having just graduated from school, with his job situation still unstable, he couldn’t even talk about his financial circumstances.

Though he hadn’t experienced the awkwardness Wang Lin was going through, he could empathize, so he didn’t plan to press him hard. He just wanted to have a calm conversation.

“I heard from Pingting that you applied for a position at Nan corporation and ended up getting rejected. Is that true?” Meng Zhengrong’s tone was gentle.

Wang Lin felt immense pressure. He knew what this person represented in the business world; someone like him would never have had the opportunity to chat with him in his lifetime.

After a brief silence, Wang Lin replied, “I did want to work at Nan Corporation, but it’s due to my own shortcomings that I didn’t get the chance.”

He spoke sincerely, to the point where even Meng Zhengrong couldn’t tell whether he was speaking the truth.

“Don’t you think it’s unfair? Others who aren’t as good as you have already gotten jobs.”

Meng Zhengrong’s light remark made Wang Lin’s palms begin to sweat.

He forced himself to remain calm, looking up at Meng Zhengrong. “There are many things in this world that are unfair. If I let such unfairness affect me all the time, I wouldn’t be able to live.”

Meng Zhengrong didn’t expect such a response and raised an eyebrow. “How so?”

“Nan Corporation didn’t hire me for a reason, and I don’t want to dwell on it,” Wang Lin looked at Meng Zhengrong. “Thinking too much will only breed resentment, and I don’t want to resent anyone. I don’t have time to resent; I need to find a job quickly.”

As humans, we experience many uncontrollable emotions, including negative ones.

Wang Lin didn’t want to dwell too much on the unfair things in his life; overthinking would only leave him feeling lost.

He just wanted to work hard and gradually shorten the distance between him and Meng Pingting—that was all.

Meng Zhengrong nodded. “I like this way of thinking.”

Wang Lin looked a bit embarrassed. “…Thank you, President Meng.”

“So, what do you think about Pingting going abroad to study? Aren’t you her boyfriend? You should be reluctant to see her go.”

Meng Zhengrong felt that after living so many years, he could judge character somewhat accurately, and at least this Wang Lin didn’t seem like a bad person.

Wang Lin fell silent for a moment. “Reluctant.”

“Hmm?”

He raised his head and met Meng Zhengrong’s gaze once more, this time with a bit more determination. “Just as she’s reluctant to see me struggle with interviews every day, I won’t give up on working just because she’s leaving, nor will I let her give up such a good future just because I’m reluctant.” As he spoke, Wang Lin’s gaze became somewhat distant. “Her life should be very bright.”

“My father sent me here. You should know that our family hasn’t obstructed your relationship; that’s already the biggest compromise.”

Wang Lin came back to his senses and nodded several times. “Yeah, I understand. Thank you.”

“However, you’re still young, and Pingting is still young. She should be studying abroad during her university years. Our family didn’t let her go abroad just to obstruct your relationship, but for her future. Also, letting you two be apart is my father’s way of testing how strong your feelings are for each other and whether it’s worth our family breaking our traditional views on social status to accept your relationship. Do you understand?”

Wang Lin remained silent, then replied, “I understand. You can rest assured, President Meng. I will definitely encourage Pingting to study abroad. This is her future, and she shouldn’t give it up for me.”

Meng Zhengrong said playfully, “Will you wait for her? You should know that a few years can be tough.”

Wang Lin replied earnestly, “She needs a future, and I need to work hard for both of us. President Meng, I’ve heard from Pingting that you have deep feelings for your wife. I feel the same way about Pingting. If I can’t wait for a few years, what right do I have to ask Uncle and Aunt to take care of Pingting?”

With that, the conversation was coming to a close, and Meng Zhengrong felt satisfied. His task was complete. He stood up and looked at Wang Lin. “You’re paying for this one.”

Wang Lin: “…Okay.”

“Kid, if you’re smart, you’ll hold on to Pingting tightly.” Meng Zhengrong paused. “If you’re smart, you should also love and take care of her for life. My sister has never worked hard for anything like this; it’s quite rare.”

Wang Lin understood what Meng Zhengrong meant. The road ahead would be difficult, but if he persevered, the future would be bright. He wanted to argue that his feelings for Pingting weren’t just because of her last name, but as the words formed on his lips, he found it pointless and decided to hold back.

Meng Zhengrong walked out of the café and headed toward the parking lot when he received a call from Song Chaowen.

Their relationship had improved quite a bit, and they often called each other for meals. The three families had grown close and even planned to visit the old couple in the acting industry for dinner sometime soon.

But why was Song Chaowen calling at this hour? Wasn’t he supposed to be filming?

As soon as he picked up the phone, Meng Zhengrong felt as if his eardrums might burst.

Song Chaowen’s voice was absurdly loud, almost like he was going insane. “Zhengrong! I have to tell you!! I’m going to be a dad!!”

Meng Zhengrong paused for a moment. So, Shen Li was pregnant?

That wasn’t surprising.

He asked calmly, “How many months?”

Song Chaowen was still overly excited. “Just over a month! Only a few people know!”

Xu Yuan was already four months pregnant now. Although Meng Zhengrong was still happy and sometimes couldn’t help but smile foolishly, most of the time, he remained calm.

Just as Song Ci, the seasoned one, had advised him, he felt obligated to give Song Chaowen some advice to show he was thoughtful.

“Old Song,” Meng Zhengrong sighed, his tone filled with weariness.

Song Chaowen, in his excitement, didn’t catch on. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a dad!”

“Old Song, calm down. As someone who’s been through it, I want to congratulate you.”

“Hahaha, really? Thank you, thank you! You too!”

As Meng Zhengrong opened the car door, his expression was particularly cruel, and it was impossible to hide his schadenfreude. “Congratulations on becoming a monk like me for the next few months.”

For Meng Zhengrong, the situation that Song Ci had mentioned hadn’t happened yet, so it didn’t faze him. What drove him crazy was that, although the doctor had said it was okay to drive after three months, Xu Yuan didn’t think so. She believed that once pregnant, driving should be avoided. If anything went wrong, where would they go to cry? Meng Zhengrong obviously didn’t understand how important this child was to Xu Yuan, and after several attempts to convince her, it was all in vain.

From now on, if she continued to refuse to drive, he would have to endure at least half a year of abstinence. Just thinking about it felt like endless darkness.

However, knowing that Song Chaowen would be in the same situation made him happy.

At least he wasn’t alone.

After finishing his work and returning home, it was already evening. Xu Yuan had taken a shower and was lying on the bed watching TV. After chatting for a while, Meng Zhengrong went to take a shower.

Xu Yuan knew that Meng Zhengrong had been suffering a lot lately. He had resisted her more than once, using the doctor’s words and various written knowledge to tell her that driving carefully wouldn’t cause any problems, but she just wouldn’t agree. Looking back, it seemed he had really suffered too much.

Maybe she should give him a little sweetness.

She hoped that Baby Panda was already asleep and wouldn’t pick up any bad habits.

When Meng Zhengrong finished his shower and came out, he calmly lay on the bed, preparing to put on his headphones and listen to the “Heart Sutra” to calm himself down.

Out of nowhere, Xu Yuan suddenly leaned over and wrapped her arms around him.

Meng Zhengrong: “????”

Xu Yuan bit her lip. She and Meng Zhengrong were already close enough; there was nothing she couldn’t say. She leaned closer to his ear and whispered, “I can…”

The rest of her words were so quiet they sounded like a mosquito, but Meng Zhengrong still understood. He looked at her hands, and his whole being became excited.

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