After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

In Yan Qing's opinion, although the Meng family is his maternal grandfather's family, there is really no sense of family affection.

As for my father's relatives, I haven't even met any of them.

Apart from my father, mother, and brother, who are my closest relatives, I cannot rely on any other so-called blood relatives.

Meng Yunxi was not annoyed by the cold reception he received, but instead smiled.

"My dear, the Tang Dynasty poetess Li Ye once wrote a poem called 'Eight Destinies'."

"The closest and the farthest are the east and the west; the deepest and the shallowest are the clear streams. The highest and the brightest are the sun and the moon; the closest and the most distant are husband and wife."

Meng Yunxi gave Yan Qing a meaningful look.

"You are still young and have not experienced many things. It is inevitable that you will mistake a man's temporary freshness for deep love. In fact, over time, the freshness will slowly wear off, and even couples will become alienated, leaving only a mess."

"You have entrusted everything to Fu Wangjin now. Naturally, he is extremely powerful and omnipotent...so you think that having him is enough."

"But what if he changes his mind in the future? There are so many people who want to get close to him, and it's hard to guarantee that few will succeed. If you don't have a family behind you, and he kicks you out, you won't have anywhere to go... How miserable it would be."

"Qingqing, cousin just wants to remind you not to think too highly of others. Life requires multiple insurances."

Meng Yunxi smiled gently, and his words seemed to make sense.

But Yan Qing just felt a lump in his chest - unhappy, very unhappy, extremely unhappy.

She looked at Meng Yunxi for a few seconds and laughed.

"Cousin, I appreciate your kindness. I completely understand why you would think so."

"After all, my aunt's marriage was broken. As far as I know, my uncle has a mistress outside, and he and my aunt are not in harmony. However, for the sake of Meng's stock price and her own position, my aunt not only cannot divorce him, but also has to endure the disgust and help him clean up his mess every time."

When the family scandal was exposed, Meng Yunxi said nothing, but just lowered his head and ate a bite of strawberry pudding.

"But I'm different from you. My parents have a very good relationship. I can see love in them."

Yan Qing said bluntly,

"Mom and Dad have been married for so many years, and I have hardly ever seen them quarrel. The idea of ​​a couple estranged is ridiculous. It is true that she has a family behind her, but what has that family brought her? For my mom, marrying my dad was the beginning of her leaving the Meng family and living a good life!"

Meng Yunxi pulled up his lips and smiled, "...In fact, grandpa didn't expect that my aunt would live a happy life. After all, her right hand looked like that."

Yan Qing's mother, Meng Zhiyu, suffered from polio when she was young.

Due to untimely treatment, the muscles in his right forearm atrophied and looked smaller than the left.

His right hand was curled into a small fist and could not be used.

Therefore, Meng Zhiyu has always used his left hand to write and eat.

Yan Qing's grandfather didn't like this poor little daughter, because in his mind, Meng Zhiyu was like a disabled person, a disgrace to the world;

But her grandmother loved her very much, because although she was weak, she was a well-behaved and sensible child.

Grandma left the largest share to Meng Zhiyu and raised her to be smart and beautiful.

However, her grandmother passed away early, and Meng Zhiyu lost her greatest support, and her life became difficult.

Until she met Yan Sichen.

"Cousin, you know, in my family, Mom doesn't have to worry about anything."

Yan Qing smiled,

"Dad would prepare breakfast and dinner, and ask aunt to prepare lunch. He always taught my brother and me to take care of and protect mom and not let anyone bully her. Dad took care of all the housework, and later my brother and I would share the burden... So mom has always been elegant and calm, and has enough time to do what she likes."

"My mother likes music and art. Although she can only use her left hand, her oil paintings can be sold for hundreds of thousands of yuan."

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes and looked out the window again.

"If you don't believe me, I have other proof - have you seen my mother's photo?"

“…I’ve seen some group photos.”

"When my mother was in the Meng family, she always smiled timidly in the photos, and always wore long sleeves to cover her ugly arms."

Yan Qing paused.

"But after she met my dad, she started wearing short sleeves, off-shoulder dresses, and all kinds of pretty clothes. She became more and more cheerful and talkative, and made a lot of friends... She no longer tried to hide her flaws, but showed them openly and accepted other people's gazes."

"We all think she is very charming. It was Dad who cured her of the shadow she had in her mother's home and gave her a new life. So, Mom loves Dad, me and my brother, and our little family very much."

Meng Yunxi felt that he should smile, but he couldn't smile at all.

He felt deep down that he was like a sewer rat, secretly spying on other people's happiness.

Yan Qing is like a fruit growing on a strong tree, enjoying the nourishment of sunshine and raindrops. It is bright in color, sweet and juicy, without even a worm hole on its body.

In the past, he didn't even dare to touch it, let alone smell it.

After all, at that time, she had parents and a brother, so she was confident.

But now, the tree has fallen and the fruits have fallen into the mud.

Although Fu Wangjin is scary, he won't always care about Yan Qing.

Before, Yan Qing was trapped in Yunjing Garden and couldn’t even get out... and now, she was dressed plainly and drinking afternoon tea here alone.

It seems that Fu has become a little fed up with her and will soon abandon her.

Meng Yunxi felt that he finally had the chance to reach out.

Such a beautiful fruit should rot in his rotten soil, turn into a pile of foul-smelling humus, and become a part of him.

"Qingqing, you are too well protected, so you are too innocent."

Meng Yunxi said lightly,

"Although my aunt and uncle are happy, they are a minority after all. All men have bad natures. It is not uncommon for them to have their eyes on the pot while having their cake and eating it too."

"Cousin, you have to understand that the world you see is what you are like."

Yan Qing mercilessly retorted, "Your eyes are dirty, and everything you see is dirty."

She couldn't tolerate anyone throwing dirty water on Ajin for no reason.

"Oh." Meng Yunxi smiled, "Don't misunderstand, my cousin. I have no ill intentions. As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease, and honest words are unpleasant to the ears but are good for behavior. I say these words for your own good."

"Cousin, I have something to say to you, if you really want to do this for my own good, why don't you urge Grandpa and Auntie to return the 23% of Meng's shares to me as soon as possible."

Yan Qing said jokingly, "Compared to that useless mother's family, this is the real support."

"I will."

Meng Yunxi readily agreed.

"Qingqing, my mother's birthday is coming soon, and I'll be hosting the party. I hope you can come. Mom will be very happy to see you."

"Let's see when the time comes. I may not be free."

Yan Qing stood up and glanced at him expressionlessly.

"I should go home now, please do as you please, cousin."