"They stayed at my house for several days. I had a good time with the girl. When we left, I gave her a garland ring that I made myself."
"At that time, my grandfather suddenly became interested and actually proposed to have a baby to kiss in front of me. After this, the two families actually agreed. This photo is of the two families dragging me and the girl together.
Went to take pictures.”
"It's just that you know what happened later. My grandfather and father passed away. I vowed not to look at stones again in this life and lived like an ordinary person for more than ten years until my daughter was diagnosed with leukemia."
"Is she still living well now?" Meng Yan asked.
Tang Yuyan smiled and said: "What if I tell you that she is married?"
Meng Yan was obviously stunned for a moment, but then returned to normal: "Then I wish her happiness. It was just the family that suddenly made such a fuss, and it's not like ancient children had to be forced to get married. If she is already married, then
Let her let go of the past."
"Then what if she comes to find you?" Tang Yuyan continued to ask.
"I am now penniless and have a daughter. Even if we meet and recognize each other, others may not want me."
Hearing Meng Yan's straightforward words, Tang Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled: "What if she is willing?"
"Are you willing?" Meng Yan didn't realize the implication of Tang Yuyan's words at all. He lowered his head and thought about it carefully, then raised his hand and said solemnly.
"I am a divorced person, so if she doesn't care about it, I won't care about it either."
"As long as she is willing to marry and is willing to treat Duo'er well, I will take care of her responsibly for the rest of her life."
For himself and for Duo'er, Meng Yan deeply longs to rebuild a complete family again.
Hearing Meng Yan's words, Tang Yuyan's face turned red to her ears.
Meng Yan looked at Tang Yuyan's reaction of lowering her head and said in confusion: "Miss Tang, did I say something wrong?"
"No, no!" Tang Yuyan quickly waved her hand, took out a small notebook from her LV bag, turned to a page, and placed a dried ring on the table.
Meng Yan looked at this ring made of flowers and grass vines and was stunned.
This method of tying the knot was given to him by his grandfather, and the way the interface of the ring was handled is still fresh in Meng Yan's memory.
And although this flower had dried and lost some color on the edges, Meng Yan recognized it at a glance.
More than ten years ago, in order to pick the most brilliant flower on that hillside, he dropped his knee and bled.
"You are..." Meng Yan raised his head and looked at the mature beauty in front of him in disbelief.
He remembered that the group of people who came to their home back then were also named Tang.
"It's time to serve!" A cheerful shout suddenly came from the kitchen, and the middle-aged man walked to the table for two people carrying two plates of steaming hot dishes.
"You two, please use it slowly."
"Try it." Tang Yuyan picked up the chopsticks and handed them to Meng Yan.
Meng Yan picked up a mouthful of lettuce and ate it in his mouth. It was crisp and refreshing, and it was cooked at just the right time, revealing the fresh taste of the ingredients themselves.
“It’s delicious, I will come here more often in the future.”
Tang Yuyan looked at Meng Yan's eyes as if he had found a treasure, smiled sweetly, and picked up her chopsticks to take a bite.
"Let's come together later." Tang Yuyan said.
Meng Yan nodded subconsciously.
There were no flirtations or sweet words. The two of them just sat facing each other, like they had known each other for many years, and like two old couples who had been married for many years, finishing the meal easily and casually.
"Want to go shopping by the river?" Meng Yan asked Tang Yuyan after paying the boss.
He vaguely remembered that the taxi passed a very long Binjiang Road when he came here. It should be quite cool to go there at this time.
And there should be relatively few people there at this time.
Tang Yuyan nodded: "Let's go."
The two were about to get up and leave the hotel when suddenly there was a noise outside.
A black Lamborghini parked outside the door.
The car door opened, and a young man in a crisp suit got out, with yellow hair on his head and a big gold watch on his hand.
"Yuyan! Yuyan, are you here?!"
Then two more bodyguards got out of the car and followed him, taking three steps and two steps at a time, and hurriedly walked into the restaurant.
"Yu Yan, what are you doing in a country restaurant like this? It's beneath your status." As soon as he entered the restaurant, the young man took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his nose, frowning as if he smelled something foul.
Likewise, a pair of small eyes looked around with disgust.
"Boy! If you don't want to eat, go out! Stop looking for face for me! You dislike my store and I dislike you!"
Uncle Ye in the kitchen heard this and walked out, pointing the spoon in his hand at the young man and said.
"You bastard! How dare you be rude to our Young Master Shen!" The bodyguard behind the young man immediately stood up and shouted angrily at the boss.
"Master Shen?" Meng Yan frowned slightly, wondering if it was someone from the Shen family again.
However, before Meng Yan could think about it further, the bodyguard rushed forward.
"Snapped!"
He slapped the boss directly and knocked him to the ground.
The boss hit his head on the stool and bled for a moment. He covered his face with one hand and his head with the other, lying on the ground with a look of pain on his face.
"Uncle Ye!" Upon seeing this, Tang Yuyan immediately stepped forward to support her boss.
"Uncle Ye, where are you injured? Do you feel uncomfortable elsewhere? I'll call 120 right away!"
The boss pouted, with a look of pain on his face, and couldn't speak at all. The blood from the wound on his head was flowing down his skin, and he looked scary at the moment.
Seeing this, Tang Yuyan turned her head to look at Meng Yan anxiously and said loudly: "Meng Yan, call 120 and call an ambulance!"
Meng Yan reacted very quickly, took out his cell phone, and just pressed the three numbers 120, another bodyguard walked up from the side and said, "Pah!" and slapped Meng Yan's cell phone away.
"You bastard, why are you trying to be a hero in front of our Master Shen?!"
Meng Yan looked at the mobile phone that fell to the ground not far away, with the screen cracked into several pieces, and sighed secretly in his heart.
I just bought a new mobile phone and have to replace it.
"Shen Tianjiao! You are too presumptuous!"
Seeing the bodyguard knocking the cell phone away from Meng Yan's hand, Tang Yuyan couldn't help but angrily shouted at the young man standing behind the bodyguard.
Not only did the young man say nothing, but he pointed at Meng Yan sitting on the chair and asked angrily: "Who is this pretty boy?"
Meng Yan was a little shocked. She looked like this, not ugly but not handsome either. She never expected that one day she would be called a pretty boy.