Meng Ziqiâ¦
âThis time, thanks to Miss Meng, Yeâer. You should thank her properly; I may not understand what young people like, but Yeâer has been back in the country for a while longer than Miss Meng. If you donât mind, he should spend more time with you.â Jin Lanâs voice came from the living room, reaching Qin Youxuanâs ears directly.
Jin Lanâs words were all but full of compliments and closeness towards Meng Ziqi. The flattery was obvious.
She is in such a hurry to play matchmaker for her son, not missing any opportunity.
Qin Youxuan gave a cold smile.
âAuntie, youâre being too polite. Just call me Ziqiâ¦â
âDad, Iâm back.â
Qin Youxuan could no longer stand this pretentious conversation and took big steps into the living room, shouting the moment she opened her mouth.
Her eyes fell on Jin Lan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and she was momentarily taken aback.
Is she crippled?
âYouxuanâ¦â
Jin Chenyeâs eyes flashed and he stood up from the sofa in a hurry, but his arm was grabbed by Jin Lan.
With a gritting of her teeth, Jin Lan said, âYeâer, have you lost your mind? Miss Meng is here, why are you running to this village girl?!â
âMom!â
âDid you forget whoâs to blame for me sitting in this wheelchair? I donât believe in any coincidences. It must be this wicked girl who instigated the revenge!â
The hatred in his motherâs eyes made the light in Jin Chenyeâs eyes grow dimmer bit by bit.
âYouxuan, youâre back.â Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Meng Ziqi hurriedly stepped forward and took Qin Youxuanâs hand. âI was just asking about you, and now youâre back. Itâs true what they say about not speaking ill of others behind their back.â
âDad.â Qin Youxuan smiled and looked at Qin Mo, who had been silent.
âItâs good to be back. Just remember to let us know before you run off next time.â Qin Mo looked her up and down, speaking in an indifferent tone.
ââ¦I know.â Qin Youxuan hesitated for a second before finally speaking.
This was her first time home since being kidnapped.
No sympathy from her family, just scorn.
Qin Youxuanâs eyes deepened.
âMiss Meng is our guest today. Letâs eat first, we can discuss other matters later.â
âDad, Iâve already eaten. Iâll go back to my room to rest and prepare for work tomorrow. Please carry on with your meal.â Qin Youxuan strived to maintain her smile before turning around to leave.
âShe just got back and sheâs already putting on an attitude! Whoâs she doing this for!â Jin Lan coldly huffed in displeasure.
âMom!â Jin Chenyeâs eyes darkened.
âEnough, letâs all say less! There are still guests here, donât you guys feel embarrassed!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMoâ¦â Jin Lanâs face fell, she looked very wronged.
She was currently wheelchair-bound and couldnât take care of Qin Mo. His lack of care was making her very uneasy.
âAuntie, let me push you to the dining room.â As if oblivious to the familyâs internal conflict, Meng Ziqi gently stepped forward to help.
âOh my, how can I let you do this? This is too much trouble for you!â Jin Lanâs face beamed with delight as she watched the noble born, considerate, and gentle Meng Ziqi. In her heart, she was filled with a thousand likes for her.
The key thing was that if her son could marry Miss Meng from the Meng family, the Qin Group would be in their hands.
When men marry, they all want a wife that can benefit their business. Otherwise, Qin Mo wouldnât have abandoned her to marry Miss Jiang from the prestigious Jiang Family.
âAuntie, as long as you donât find me clumsy, itâs no trouble at all,â Meng Ziqi said with a gracious smile.
She glanced shyly at Jin Chenye.
Ever since she came back to the country, she had done everything she could to get close to him, inducing the media to believe they were truly together. The old news of their engagement was brought up again and had been hotly discussed for several rounds now.
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