When Yan Sui and Meng Ting came out of the room, He Wan had already left. Even though she knew that Yan Sui was not the kind of person who would tell lies to fool her, she still had to verify it herself before she really believed it.
It is believed that within ten days since Yan Sui had known Meng Ting, he had transferred 10% of Yan's shares to him.
Yan Sui had no intention of hiding anything, He Wan quickly asked people to find out the whole story.
The 10% was not all transferred from Yan Sui's name, 4% of which was bought by Yan Sui himself from some stockholders and Yan family collaterals, and he personally raised enough money for Meng Ting. 10% of Yan's shares, and the identity of the third most important shareholder of Yan's.
With He Wan's actions and the fact that this kind of thing is easy to spread, the fact that he gave his future wife 10% of the shares soon became known to everyone in Haicheng's aristocratic circle.
In the past, people coveted or looked favorably on the position of the head wife of the Yan family because of the Yan family, and even more because of Yan Sui. They believed that this kind of marriage would bring more benefits to each other, but they never thought that Yan Sui would have such a big hand. Those who are jealous of Meng Ting are bleeding heart at this moment.
Among them, the Su family is the most important. Su Siyu was close to becoming Yan Sui's wife. If Su Siyu hadn't obstructed her and He Wan suddenly changed her mind, Meng Ting of the Meng family would never be in this position.
Yan Sui took Meng Ting to eat something at home first, and then took Rhubarb to the pasture for a half-circle, and then they set off for Meng Yide and Han Xuejun's residence.
When they arrived at the banquet venue, it was past eight o'clock. They were not too early, but they were not too late either.
Yan Sui got out of the car first, and his gaze from not far away focused on him. No matter whether he was smiling or not, he smiled at this moment, but it wasn't a servile and overly flattering smile, but an elegant and almost formulaic smile. .
However, Yan Sui's gaze didn't turn to anyone, he turned sideways and pulled out another person from the car, an overly handsome young man.
The car door was closed, but Yan Sui still didn't let go of the hand of the person beside him, just holding him and continuing to walk in.
In this way, the identity of the person beside him is easy to guess. It must be Meng Ting, the seventh young man of the Meng family, who took back the illegitimate son of the master's family not long ago. But besides these, he has another more important identity, Yan Sui's wife who is about to marry.
The first ones to greet them were naturally the brothers Meng Jiang and Meng Bo who were sent to the entrance of the banquet living room to receive the guests. They saw Yan Sui's eyes straightened for a long time before a smile appeared on their faces.
"Brother Yan and Meng Ting are here, come in quickly, my mother and father have been talking about you for a long time."
Meng Qi couldn't get into Yan Sui's circle, let alone their brothers. In the past, when they saw Yan Sui, they didn't even have the qualifications to go up to say hello. Now because of Meng Ting beside him, they seem to be closer than ordinary people. of.
"Yes, yes," Meng Jiang said first, and Meng Bo agreed. He glanced at Meng Ting, and made a quiet wink, but asked Meng Ting to help them. However, Meng Ting still held Yan Sui's hand. Hands, didn't even say hello, let alone help with greetings.
Yan Sui looked sideways at Meng Ting, and seemed to have no interest in talking to the two brothers, and the scene suddenly became awkward.
At this moment, Wang Feng, who came in a few steps behind, handed a gift box to Meng Jiang, "This is a birthday present from our Patriarch and Madam's wife to Mrs. Han San."
"Brother Yan is too polite."
Meng Jiang who didn't get the same face from Yan Sui and Meng Ting was naturally embarrassed, but no matter how embarrassed he was, he still put on a smiling face and accepted the gift.
Meng Jiang continued to talk to Wang Feng, but Yan Sui whispered to Meng Ting, the volume was only limited to what Meng Ting could hear, so it was not just a whisper.
"First time here?"
"Well," Meng Ting nodded. In two lifetimes, this was indeed the first time he stepped into the house where his biological father lived. As expected, he didn't feel anything. He looked around, maliciously and curiously. His eyes caught a dozen, and he didn't feel anything, and it was more because Yan Sui was standing by his side, he felt safe.
"This place is not as big as ours, nor is it as beautiful as ours."
Meng Ting didn't have much research on decoration design, he thought Yan's house was good only because of Yan Sui, he thought Yan Sui was good everywhere, naturally including his previous home and their home now.
Hearing this, Yan Sui curled the corner of his mouth, raised his other free hand, stroked Meng Ting's hair, and then gave a soft "um" before he continued.
"We'll go home early when we see someone."
"Okay," Meng Ting obediently agreed upon hearing this, and rubbed his head against Yan Sui's hand that hadn't left yet.
"Where is Mrs. Han San?" Yan Sui withdrew his hand with some reluctance, and looked at Meng Bo whose expression was a little gloomy.
Meng Bo first met Meng Ting's eyes, and then looked at Yan Sui, his expression was a little cautious and ingratiating, "My parents are upstairs, the servant went to tell me, or should I take you to see them? "
"No, just wait until they come down."
Yan Sui's eyes swept across Meng Bo's body, making him feel cold, as if Yan Sui could see through all the thoughts in his heart, including his sudden and extremely strong thoughts.
When Yan Sui was looking at him, Meng Ting was also looking at him. He frowned, clenched his other hand into a fist, and then let go. Whenever he saw the Meng family, he couldn't help but have the idea of fighting. They Looking at his eyes is disgusting, and looking at Yan Sui's is equally disgusting.
I'm good, I don't fight.
Meng Ting silently recited it a few times, and at the same time he held Yan Sui's hand even tighter.
Han Xuejun and Meng Yide didn't wait downstairs to talk to the room on the second floor, but it was actually because of Meng Ting.
The news that Yan Sui had transferred Yan's shares to Meng Ting had already reached their ears. Not only did Meng Ting become very important in Yan's family, but even when he returned to the Meng family, even if they were his parents in name, they still neglected him. .
This was an order from the old man who called them himself, and it was not a warning either.
The nature of human beings is really hard to explain. Meng Ting was originally just using waste for the Meng family. When a blind cat met a dead mouse, He Wan fell in love with his shit luck, but he never thought that this luck would make Yan Sui look sideways at him. .
What Yan Sui was thinking about, what special schemes he had, even Mr. Meng couldn't tell, but one thing that can be seen clearly is that Meng Ting has changed from an insignificant marriage pawn to a family that cannot be neglected by two or even any family in Haicheng. people.
"What are you worrying about? I don't think Meng Ting has that kind of intelligence." Meng Yide looked at Han Xuejun with a slight impatience in his expression.
He and even old man Meng felt that it was a good thing that Meng Ting was liked by Yan Sui in the Meng family. Han Xuejun was not here to meet guests, so he was like an enemy, and he dragged him here to discuss. Get impatient.
"Intellect..." Han Xuejun sneered as he spoke, as if mocking Meng Yide's naivety, "He can make Yan Sui do this for him in such a short period of time, do you think he doesn't have the intellect?"
"I think...you were fooled by him."
What Han Xuejun said about you refers to Meng Yide, Meng Yigui and their mother Li Yifei.
"Great wisdom and stupidity, or pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" Han Xuejun lost the smile on her face, and she continued, "Think about how your Meng family has treated him these years, and still think that his heart will be toward you? He didn't use Yan Sui's help It's not bad for him to take revenge on the Meng family."
The impatience on Meng Yide's face dissipated, his brows furrowed, and his expression became serious. As Han Xuejun said, it is not impossible that Erfang and Meng Ting are really not close, and the Meng family does not have much kindness towards him.
Han Xuejun looked at her with a slightly sarcastic look on her face. She didn't think any of the three illegitimate children brought out by Meng Yide was a fuel-efficient lamp. Of course, she also misjudged this Meng Ting.
"Knock, knock, knock," the knock on the door sounded, Han Xuejun and Meng Yide subconsciously straightened their sitting postures, and Meng Yide said, "Come in."
A maid came in and said in a low voice, "Sir, madam, the third young master asked me to tell you that the seventh young master and the head of the Yan family are here."
Han Xuejun and Meng Yide looked at each other, stood up slowly, straightened their clothes, went out of the room together, and went downstairs.
Meng Jiang and Meng Bo were still accompanying Yan Sui and Meng Ting, but in fact only Wang Feng was talking to them. Yan Sui and Meng Ting whispered to each other occasionally, which made it very obvious that they were two people.
Meng Jiang and Meng Bo had no face to gain, so Meng Xiao and Meng Qin would no longer foolishly come forward and be left out in the cold.
But when Meng Yide and Han Xuejun came, Meng Xiao and Meng Qin joined in. It was obvious that they still coveted Yan Sui very much.
"Dad, Mom." Meng Ting called out to Yan Sui, and then fell silent.
"It's good if you come. I wanted your dad to call you again."
Han Xuejun smiled and started talking to Meng Ting. While talking, she came up and seemed to want to pull Meng Ting's hand, but she was avoided without exception. More precisely, it was Yan Suila. Meng Ting avoided it.
So Han Xuejun didn't dare to attack even if he wanted to, his smile faded, his eyes swept over Meng Ting, as if he wanted to see him inside and out.
Yan Sui exchanged pleasantries with Meng Yide, but he had nothing to say to Han Xuejun. Han Xuejun naturally had face in the Meng family, but Yan Sui was nothing in front of Yan Shi. He talked to Meng Yide more because of Meng Ting face.
Meng Ting occasionally looked at Han Xuejun and others, and felt a little more uncomfortable in his heart, but he pursed his lips, trying not to show this discomfort, but undoubtedly, he was sure that he didn't like them, even if they At this time, there was no cynicism, and there was even some unconscious flattery in his words, but he still didn't like it.
He had a miserable life in his previous life, and he himself was partly responsible, including the Meng family who were the instigators. But if you want to say that Meng Ting hates them so much because of this, it’s not that they are not enough to be hated, but that Meng Ting hates a person. People are a very tiring and laborious thing, even in this life, he doesn't want to spend more time for them.
There were a lot of guests coming and going, and it was impossible for Han Xuejun and Meng Yide to circle around them all the time. After some pleasantries, they dispersed.
Meng Xiao still had a wooden plank and bandages hanging on his hands. He cast a sad look at Meng Ting several times, but Meng Ting didn't receive it. He was in a daze. He and many people couldn't figure it out. He seemed such a boring person. How could Yan Sui do this for him
When those people left, Meng Ting heaved a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Sui carefully, and then said distressedly, "You are too attractive."
Tonight, Meng Ting cared more about those eyes that coveted Yan Sui than those malicious eyes. Everyone looked at Yan Sui as if they wanted to eat his meat. Not to be "eaten" by anyone.
The smile in Yan Sui's eyes became stronger when he heard that, he gently rubbed the back of Meng Ting's hand with his thumb, and said in the same distressed tone, "Then what should I do?"
Hearing this, Meng Ting blinked her eyes, moved her footsteps a little closer to Yan Sui, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Yan Sui's ear, "It has nothing to do with you, it's their fault, you married me."
"Why don't I show them our marriage certificate?" Meng Ting glanced around, all eyes were straightened, and he immediately denied this method, "They probably want to tear up our marriage certificate , this is not acceptable."
"It's so annoying, you are all mine..."
Meng Ting continued to mutter and complain, but Yan Sui couldn't help laughing, the smile from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes was extremely charming, he rubbed Meng Ting's hair, "Don't worry, they dare not."
In front of him, they didn't have the courage of Meng Ting, who dared to flirt and speak out, and was completely unaffected by his aura. More importantly, he was sure that he would not be seduced by anyone other than Meng Ting.
Meng Ting rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded.
"Maybe, I should get better, so that I can help you drive people away."
Everything depends on Yan Sui, he will work hard, he is also a man himself, hiding under his wings all the time, isn't it a bit too useless
Before Yan Sui could answer, Meng Ting shook his head again, "No, I'm useless in the first place, and I won't get better."
Others may be able to get better with their efforts, but it is useless for him to work hard.
Yan Sui sighed softly, and led Meng Ting to the outside. Everyone's eyes followed along the way, until their figures disappeared completely, and those eyes were taken back.
And Yan Sui finally found a place where he could talk quietly with Meng Ting for a while.
"You fight very well, how can it be useless? You are good at taking care of rhubarb and hairball, how can it be useless? You are honest, simple, sincere and brave, Meng Ting, you are very good, in my eyes, you are better than anyone else."
Yan Sui thought that Meng Ting's current situation was more delayed by the Meng family and his grandma. Meng Ting himself had no problems, even if he did, it was not a major problem of principle. He was very good, better than what he said Even better.
Meng Ting looked up at Yan Sui, his eyes widened, but gradually, his eyelashes became wet.
"Yan Sui, don't you really think it's wrong? I'm not good. I've always been useless."
All his hard work has been extremely strenuous. It took him ten times, a hundred times or even more effort to learn what most people think are easy. It is said that hard work can make up for one's weakness, but he felt that his "clumsiness" was hard to make up for.
"No, I don't feel wrong," Yan Sui raised his hand to caress Meng Ting's cheek, and gently wiped it with his fingertips, wiping away the glitter on Meng Ting's eyelashes that made him feel distressed.
Meng Ting blinked his eyes, tipped his toes again, kissed Yan Sui's lips, and kissed gently, his heels landed, and he leaned lightly into Yan Sui's arms, "I believe in you."
He is very clear in his heart, Yan Sui likes him, that's why he thinks he is good, in the eyes of outsiders, he is still not good enough, still not worthy of Yan Sui, but it doesn't matter, he just needs Yan Sui to think he is good.
"If you say I'm good, I'll be fine." Apart from these, he also wants to be better than his current self, and it's enough to make Yan Sui like him more.
Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting, his tone was gentler than ever, "We have a lifetime, take your time, don't rush."
"En," Meng Ting replied, his hands hugging him even tighter.
Lifetime, this word sounds really nice, he likes it!