mtl008 Chapter 429: Being teased
Chapter 429: Being teased
Wen Xin looked at Tan Mu with stars in her eyes.
He really excels in any industry and quickly reaches the top of the pyramid.
Taking advantage of the red light, Tan Mu pinched Wen Xin's face:
"You don't have to look at me like that. I'm not as good as you. Isn't this still considered being supported by you?"
Wen Xin burst out laughing:
"Other rich women keep young hunks, but I keep... old hunks."
"Little potatoes..."
Tan Mu gritted his teeth.
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In the hospital, Meng Xiang has woken up.
He saw Wang Youlin put the daily necessities on the table and a look of gratitude appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Youlin."
Wang Youlin glanced at him expressionlessly:
"Here are the doctor's orders. You can't eat now. You have to wait 48 hours. I have discussed the details with Xiao Li. I will let Xiao Li take care of you from now on."
"I have a court hearing tomorrow and will be on a business trip later. Xiao Li and the nanny Aunt Zhang will take care of you together."
After saying that, he walked out of the ward. Meng Xiang raised his voice and shouted anxiously.
"Youlin, don't leave yet."
This time the injury involved his abdomen, and Meng Xiang frowned and took a breath.
Wang Youlin stopped and turned to look at Meng Xiang: "Anything else?"
Meng Xiang sent Xiao Li out of the door and said to Wang Youlin in a slow voice:
"Youlin, can you please sit down for a moment? I have something to say to you."
Wang Youlin was just about to sit down when a nurse came in from outside.
"Have Song Yunfei's parents arrived?"
Meng Xiang raised his head slightly: "You haven't called his family yet. How is he?"
The nurse said anxiously: "Call his family immediately. He lost too much blood and couldn't be saved."
Meng Xiang's face turned pale all of a sudden. He motioned to Wang Youlin to get his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Brother, Song Yunfei has passed away. He is in the Affiliated Hospital of Peking University. Please come over. I will tell you in detail."
The nurse went out, Meng Xiang put down the phone, looked at Wang Youlin who was calm and collected, and sighed.
"Youlin, sit down and listen to me."
Meng Xiang frowned, chose his words carefully and began to speak softly.
"Youlin, it's not what you think. Song Yunfei has depression and has attempted suicide many times. I didn't expect that this time..."
Wang Youlin looked up impatiently:
"Meng Xiang, what's the point of making up for all this? I'm no longer the Wang Youlin of my teens or twenties, and your true colors have been exposed. What's the point of pretending?"
Meng Xiang made a joke, and his tone was even more humble.
"Youlin, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to lie to you at first. I actually liked you very much at that time... Later I realized that it was my love for a little sister, not..."
Wang Youlin glared at him with a frown on his face.
"Meng Xiang, I don't want to hear your trivial things, nor do I want to hear your mental journey. Your things make me sick."
"You've ruined my life. What's the use of apologizing? I can't relieve the hatred in my heart even if I cut you into pieces."
Meng Xiang turned his head and looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly burst into tears:
"Youlin, I'm sorry. I thought you would be my salvation at first. After marrying you, I even thought I succeeded, but later..."
Wang Youlin couldn't bear it anymore and stood up.
"Stop talking nonsense. You and Song Yunfei have never been apart before and after your marriage. You have always lived in the same dormitory. You are kidding me."
"Meng Xiang, you should at least save some dignity for yourself. You have been acting for half your life and you are a habitual liar. You can't even tell the truth from lies in this life, right?"
"If you really feel sorry for me, go through the divorce procedures as soon as you are discharged from the hospital. I feel suffocated if I stay with you for one more second."
After saying that, Wang Youlin turned and walked out.
"Youlin, can you please...?"
"No, anything he does has nothing to do with me. Meng Xiang, in fact, your problem has nothing to do with me either, so don't push it any further. Have some shame."
Meng Xiang watched Wang Youlin walk out of the ward and slam the door shut. His lying body suddenly relaxed and a strange smile appeared on his face.
Great! The time bomb that had been ticking for so many years finally exploded. And it only killed him, so his injury was not a big deal.
Alert lifted.
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Tan Mu and Wen Xin entered the house. While Wen Xin went to take a shower, Tan Mu started busying himself in the kitchen.
Wen Xin came out of the shower and wanted to go in to help, but Tan Mu assigned him the job of peeling garlic.
Ten minutes later, Tan Mu began to serve dinner to the table.
Two bowls of tomato noodle soup, sesame sauce and eggplant puree, and a plate of green shredded cucumber.
"There's no main course, but there's some braised beef in the fridge, take it out and cut a plate."
Tan Mu shook his head: "Let's have a light dinner. Some of my colleagues have started not eating after noon. Let's not have any big fish or meat."
Wen Xin nodded.
This is exactly her lifestyle habit over the years, dinner is especially light and simple.
She tasted a bite of the salad shredded cucumber, which was sour, spicy and refreshing, very appetizing.
"I didn't expect that Professor Tan is not only an academic leader, but also an amazing cook. He is really versatile."
Tan Mu smiled at her flattering little face and raised his eyebrows proudly.
"That's right. Cooking is not that difficult. It's much easier than doing experiments. Look at these cucumber shreds. They are made with the skill of a knife. Isn't that amazing?"
Wen Xin rolled her eyes and said, "It tastes so good. Do you also use measuring cylinders, measuring cups, and scales when cooking, and do you mix the ingredients accurately?"
Tan Mu was amused and reached out to rub Wen Xin's hair:
"A little, a little. I'm good at controlling this. It's just like doing surgery. There's no ruler. It's all based on experience and feeling."
Wen Xin threw him a coquettish look: "Then you found me based on experience and feeling?"
“No experience, only feeling.”
"Wow, so soft, I'm really aroused."
The two of them were bickering while eating. Wen Xin suddenly remembered something and took out his phone to find a photo.
"Tanmu, let me show you something. Look, this is Wang Youlin's son."
Tan Mu took the phone and asked: "Meng Xiang's son is so handsome?"
"Wang Youlin's."
Wen Xin continued to emphasize, Tan Mu glanced at her and looked at the photo thoughtfully.
"Why does it look familiar?"
"Well, change your face shape to a squarer one... and narrow the range a little, high school classmate." Wen Xin instructed.
Tan Mu looked over with a puzzled and somewhat shocked look: "Looks like Wen Xichen."
Wen Xin nodded: "An accident."
Tan Mu handed the phone to Wen Xin, his expression already calm again.
"That's good. This can at least make up for the loss Wang Youlin has suffered in his life. At least he won't end up with nothing."
"Um...what's Wen Xichen's situation now?"
Wen Xin opened the chat box and looked at the New Year greetings message that Wen Xichen had sent during the Spring Festival, as well as the photo of his uncle's family in it, and sighed at the vicissitudes of life.
"Wen Xichen has been engaged in fresh food logistics for the past few years. He didn't mention how well he was doing in the past few years, but he did this year, so he should be making money."
"It is said that there is a transport team. I don't know if it is his own or a partnership with others."
Tan Mu nodded with relief: "This kid, if he puts his energy into the right path, he should be very powerful."
Wen Xin sighed inwardly.
It’s a pity that in this life, Wen Xichen and Wang Youlin are in two different worlds and will never have any intersection again.
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As if sensing something, a message suddenly popped up in the chat box.
"Tanmu, look, Wen Xichen sent a message."
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