President, he is so charming to me

Meng Yanmu was startled by her thoughts.

The dinner didn't go well, the four of them sat at the table with their own secrets in mind, and they all remained silent.

Today's night is pure black, and there is not a single star in the sky to point to.

The chef felt very frustrated. The family didn't seem to like the dinner he spent most of the afternoon preparing, and he only poked a chopstick lightly on each dish.

Yan Jingheng put down his chopsticks early, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and stood up.

Meng Yanmu didn't know what to do, she subconsciously tugged at the hem of his suit.

"What's wrong? I'm going to the bathroom." Yan Jingheng turned around and asked her.

It was a rare gentleness, Meng Yanmu was a little flattered, her ears were red.

She lowered her eyes softly and said softly, "It's nothing."

Seeing the loving gesture of the two, the three people on the opposite side had their own thoughts.

Liu Qinghe's eyeballs rolled quickly, and the bad ideas in his heart gradually matured.

She carefully pinched the young man beside her, and Yan Qi withdrew his hand secretly in pain, but his face remained calm, just looking at his mother with some doubts.

It hurts so much!
Yan Qi pretended to straighten his sleeves, but actually rubbed the back of his hand that was pinched.

Not long after Yan Jingheng left the table, Liu Qinghe took a cup and moved to Meng Yanmu's side.

She sat straight on Yan Jingheng's seat.

Liu Qinghe smiled, "Mu Mu, I'm telling you a joke. Although Xiao Heng is not my own, I treat him like my own son."

The woman's smile and enthusiasm made Meng Yanmu feel uncomfortable. Without Yan Jingheng by her side, she was a little flustered.

Meng Yanmu smiled stiffly, "Aunt Liu was joking, you are kind to Brother Heng in nurturing you."

Liu Qinghe pretended to be angry, stared and said: "Then you are still called Auntie?"
Meng Yanmu was overjoyed, pretended to be shy, and stirred the hem of her clothes, "...Mom"

Liu Qinghe suddenly smiled, "Hey, she is really my good daughter-in-law."

The two were chatting, Meng Yanmu only felt nervous, and could not find a straw to save her life.

At this time, Yan Jingheng came back to the dining table, and was just about to sit down when Liu Qinghe took his seat.

He was about to make a sound when Father Yan put down his chopsticks.

"Xiaoheng, come with me, I have something to tell you."

Yan Jingheng then swallowed his words.

"Old Yan," Liu Qinghe still held Meng Yanmu's hand and stroked his temples, "Is there anything you can't say in front of your face? Are there any outsiders here?"
Father Yan's face turned pale, he snorted, and walked towards his room with his hands behind his back.

Yan Jingheng pursed his lips and followed.

"Can't you hear me talking to you?!" Liu Qinghe slapped the table angrily and raised his heels to follow.

Yan Qi and Meng Yanmu were the only ones left at the dinner table, and at this moment she felt like a needle on her back.

She wanted to leave, but she didn't know where to go.

Yan Mu silently put down her chopsticks and pretended to press her phone.

Yan Qi also remained silent.

Meng Yanmu sent a message to Yan Jingheng: Brother Heng, when are you coming back?
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and she felt Yan Qi move over.

He held a wine glass in one hand and a red wine bottle in the other.

Yan Qi smiled gentlemanly, "Miss Meng, let's have a drink together."

Yan Qi drank half of a glass for her, and drank most of it himself. Before Meng Yanmu could speak, he drank it all in one gulp.

Meng Yanmu looked at the wine glass warily, rubbed the rim with her fingertips, but did not make a move for a long time.

She lowered her eyes and pretended to be soft, "I'm not very good at drinking." 
Yan Qi didn't care, he sat down next to Meng Yanran, and casually said, "How old is Miss Meng today?"

"I am four or five years younger than Brother Heng."

"Oh?" Yan Qi chuckled, "Then you are younger than me, and if you marry my brother in the future, you will be my little sister-in-law."

Yan Qi's words were somewhat ambiguous.

He got up suddenly, took one from the ornamental bouquet in the middle of the dining table, and sandwiched it between the two.

"It's okay to drink a little, besides, the alcohol is not high." He put the bouquet in front of Meng Yanmu.

It is a delicate red rose.

Meng Yanmu hesitated, "I'm really not good at drinking..."

"It's okay," Yan Qi propped himself up in front of her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't Yan Jingheng still here?"
"……it is good."

Meng Yanmu suddenly changed her attitude, first took the flower and sniffed it a few times, then picked up the wine glass.

Yan Qi's expression was surprised for a moment, this woman changed her face a little fast.

Meng Yanmu took a few sips, feeling a little dizzy, then raised her neck and drank the whole cup.

Yan Qi failed to notice her strange smile.

At this moment, he stood up, his eyes full of greed.

Meng Yanmu saw him stretching out his hand towards her in a daze, and lost consciousness.

I hope she's worth the gamble...

On the other side, father Yan's study.

Yan Jingheng sat in front of him.

There was no sign of Liu Qinghe in the room, she just knocked lightly on the door for a while, and walked away without saying much.

Father Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Heng, don't blame your mother," Yan's father said, "She was originally not like this, but later she heard the rumors, thinking that the Yan family you founded and operated was given to you by your father, and she shouldn't do it for you alone. All, that's why they target you everywhere."

He sighed, and continued: "She then pestered me that I was biased, that I didn't give Yan Qi anything... Xiaoheng, Dad knows that you are capable and delicate, so don't take these things to heart gone."

"Anyway, Yan Qi is also your half-brother. You both have the same blood on your body. You are brothers. Your mother is gone, you don't like your father, but Yan Qi has done nothing wrong ah."

Yan's father seemed to be having a hard time saying, "Look...can you give him a job in your company..."

Yan Jingheng sneered when he heard the words, "Dad, Yan's was founded by me, and it has nothing to do with you or them. He wants to come to work in my company, that's fine, starting from an intern, he is capable and I will naturally not bury him. "

Father Yan frowned, and said in a more urgent tone, "Jing Heng, how could your younger brother start as an intern? Aren't those relatives of our family also working as high-level executives in your company?"
"Dad, I know the abilities of those relatives very well. I poached them from their original company, and it is impossible to treat them badly. This is different. Is it possible that the treatment is the same if you ask for others and others ask for me?" Yan Jingheng's tone was full of prevarication.

Yan's father was a little depressed, "Yan Qi is capable, no matter what he is, he is also a talented student who has returned from studying abroad..."
"Dad," Yan Jingheng interrupted him impatiently, "You and I know what he looks like, so why bother to smooth things over with him here."
Yan's father made a gesture to stand up, "Xiaoheng--"

Yan Jingheng got up and left, "Dad, stop talking, there is no room for negotiation on this matter."

"Xiao Heng!" Father Yan's tone was mixed with anger, "Can't you give him a chance, after all, he is your younger brother..."

"No!" Yan Jingheng's tone became cold, "I don't have a younger brother."

Yan father dumbfounded
Yan Jingheng opened his mouth to say something first, but remembering his always gentle mother, he didn't speak.

It's sad for my mother to marry such a man...

He turned and left the study.

Seeing Meng Yanmu's message on the road, Yan Jingheng suddenly mentioned it in his heart, and left her there alone.

After replying to the message, Yan Jingheng hurried to the dining table, the cups and plates on the table were messed up, and there was no one in front of the table.

His palms were covered with sweat, and he was extremely flustered.

By accident, he walked to Yan Qi's room...

"Put her down!"

After passing through the corridor, Yan Qi walked towards his room holding Meng Yanmu who seemed to be in a coma.

This scum!
Yan Jingheng rushed forward and punched Yan Qi head-on!
Yan Qi was holding someone in his hands, and was unable to dodge in time, and was slapped squarely by Yan Jingheng.

Yan Jingheng raised his leg and kicked Yan Qi, he cried out in pain, and fell straight into the flowers beside him.

Meng Yanmu slipped down like a puddle of mud, Yan Jingheng strode forward to catch her.

Looking at the cute and pitiful Meng Yanmu who was blushing and quiet in her arms, she felt that she owed her too much, and was willing to follow him after suffering so much grievance.

But myself, why can't I feel love...

Yan Qi fell into the rose bushes, the sharp thorns scratched his face and arms, he struggled and screamed.

"Ahhhhhh!! It hurts so much, my face..."

Drawn out by his son's scream, Liu Qinghe raised Yan Qi with a panicked expression.

She yelled like a shrew, "Yan Jingheng! Are you crazy?! Why did you treat your own brother like this! What did you do wrong and you want to hurt him like this!"

Yan Jingheng clenched his fists, his face blackened and he didn't want to pay attention.

Liu Qinghe let go of Yan Qi who was screaming in pain, and grabbed Yan Jingheng's arm.
"Yan Jingheng, if you don't give Yan Qi justice today, you will never leave! If you beat my son today, you will beat me tomorrow!"

Liu Qinghe wailed and wailed: "Oh my God, can't I make it through this day?! Old Yan, you still don't come out to take care of your precious son!"

Yan Jingheng threw his arm away and said in disgust, "Get lost!"

Yan Qi covered his face, and the villain complained first, "Yan Jingheng, you are deceiving people too much! I just saw that my sister-in-law was drunk, and I was afraid that she would catch a cold in her sleep, so I carried him to the bed with good intentions. You hit me indiscriminately, and I If it is disfigured, what will you pay me for!"

Father Yan came over hearing the sound, looking at the mess in front of him, his temple hurt so much that he gasped, "Yan Jingheng, look at what you have done!"

Liu Qinghe quickly ran over to grab Yan's father, "Look at the good things your good son and good son have done! He is an unfamiliar white sheep and wolf, and you always favor him. Now you can see his true colors! He I just wish that all of us would go to hell with his old lady!"

Yan Jingheng was upset by their quarrel, and left straight away holding Meng Yan's head.

Because of Yan's father's hypocrisy today, because of Liu Qinghe's various difficulties, because of Yan Qi's filth and obscenity, and because of his all-time forbearance, he should have walked out of this door long ago.

Even though the scolding behind him was getting worse and worse, he left without looking back.