"Dad, is this reliable?"
It's no wonder Meng Yigui asked this question. The Yan family and the Su family discussed marriage to such an extent before, it's not just a change.
"I've already spoken to Yan Jiayan Sui on the phone."
I had never heard of Yan Sui talking on the phone with anyone from the Su family before, and it was He Wan who planned to contact him from the beginning to the end.
Of course, no one thought that the reason why he made this call was because of Meng Ting. He must have been too annoying. For the sake of peace, he accepted He Wan's sudden change of marriage. The phone call was just because he didn't want his fiancée to suddenly change again. , but no matter what the reason is, his approval is definitely more convincing than He Wan's actions and guarantees.
Married to the Yan family, even Li Yifei, the second roommate, couldn't find any dissatisfaction. Meng Yigui thought about it again and said, "You have to hurry up."
Being able to become in-laws with Yan's family is definitely a big deal for the Meng family. It's less than half a month away, and there can't be any changes that make He Wan change his mind again.
This woman's mind is also too difficult to understand, especially Yan Jiayan's mind, how can she only be happy if her son is not doing well. Meng Yigui only skipped it in his mind, and didn't intend to think about it. The most important thing now is how to ensure that the marriage will not change again, or there will be some mishaps in the middle.
Mr. Meng glanced over the people in the hall, and finally fell on Meng Ting, "Meng Ting, do you have any objections?"
Meng Ting was asked by name, not only the old man looked at him, but everyone else also looked over.
The envy and jealousy on the faces of Meng Xiao and Meng Qin couldn't be restrained at all. They had been back to the Lord's house for so long, and they had never seen such a good marriage to tell them, but Meng Ting had only been back for a few days, and that was Yan Sui, Patriarch of the Yan family!
Meng Qi, Meng Jiang, Meng Bo, the three children from the main family, they looked at Meng Ting differently, and each had their own considerations, but these five people knew without exception that at least in the old house of the Meng family, they were bullying Meng Ting. No, on the contrary, they had to give as much as possible to Meng Ting.
"I have no objection." Meng Ting shook his head lightly, and quickly replied to the old man's words.
Although everyone knew that Meng Ting could not refuse such a marriage with his toes, but when he said he had no objection, all kinds of complicated and sad emotions still arose in the hearts of everyone.
"Well," Old Man Meng replied, and then he stopped talking to Meng Ting. Afterwards, their elders were still talking, but the topic still couldn't leave Meng Ting and Yan Sui's marriage, until almost nine o'clock. Well, the old man usually prepares to fall asleep at this time. Although his sons are still interested in continuing to chat, he has no intention of disturbing his work and rest.
"We're going to leave here today, and we'll discuss the details tomorrow."
The eyes of Meng Xiao and Meng Qin were about to burst into flames, the more they listened to them, the more they knew what kind of existence the Yan family really was, and what kind of shit luck Meng Ting had.
Meng Ting's grandma, Li Yifei, didn't say much that night, she listened and watched with a smile all the time.
Feng Zejiao's self-satisfaction and Meng Yihang's credit, she naturally saw in her eyes, and it was clear who negotiated this marriage.
She slowly got up and held Mr. Meng's hand, and her unchanging gentle smile was brought into her voice, but everyone couldn't help but stop.
"Brother Jia, is Ting'er too young? I think Xiao'er and Qin'er are more suitable ages."
As far as Yan Sui's status is concerned, even the children of the main family of the Meng family are worthy, not to mention the illegitimate children who have only recognized them for a few years. Like Meng Ting, Meng Xiao and Meng Qin are not happy with such a marriage. Nor will there be any comments.
The main reason for Li Yifei to say this is because Meng Ting came back too shortly, and they were not close to their second wife. She didn't care about it in the past few days, but Feng Zejiao took advantage of it. Meng Ting should have been drawn over. Giving this marriage to Meng Ting, she thought it would be better to give it to Meng Xiao or Meng Qin.
Meng Ting also stared at him with wide eyes, his heart, which had never had any sense of existence, started beating "bang bang bang", but it was nervous. He has always been very clear that there is no room for resistance in front of the Meng family, but at this moment, he feels more panic than ever.
"Meng Ting is suitable," Mr. Meng glanced at Li Yifei, and only gave this answer, which was also a realistic answer. If Meng Xiao and Meng Qin could satisfy He Wan, there would be no such thing as Su Siyu of the Su family.
"What the old man said is that only our house is suitable." Feng Zejiao took two steps forward and held the other hand of old man Meng. When Li Yifei was in a daze, she had already helped old man Meng back to the back house.
Meng Yide stepped forward to support Li Yifei, and without saying a word, he helped Li Yifei, who was thinking with his head down, back to her room. Meng Yihang and Meng Yigui also went back to their rooms, and the juniors were the last ones.
When Meng Ting left, he went back to the room with his little heart still in shock, and when Meng Qi and Meng Xiao came back to their senses, Meng Ting had long since disappeared.
Yan Sui is so good, he doesn't want to give it up to others.
When Li Yifei asked that question, Meng Ting suddenly confirmed this point. What's more, he was really anxious to get married. Meng Xiao and Meng Qin were definitely not as anxious as he was, and even if they were, he would not let them.
He changed his pajamas for himself, lay on the bed, and was lost in thought while clutching his phone. When the phone vibrated, Meng Ting reacted and clicked on it quickly.
"Come to the gate of Meng's house."
Meng Ting immediately sat up, and without changing his clothes, he grabbed a sweater and put it on his body, and ran down the stairs like a gust of wind. And Meng Qi, who was still drinking water in the living room, was completely ignored by him.
Meng Ting thought, it must be because it was not as convenient to deliver at night as during the day, so he was asked to pick it up at the door, he couldn't cause trouble for Yan Sui's people, so he had to pick it up quickly.
The distance from the third floor of the mansion to the big iron gate of the mansion is not short. Yan Sui put down his phone, and within two minutes, he saw a white figure running towards him at an extremely fast speed.
Because the big iron gate was closed, he jumped up and down anxiously. The guard opened the door, and he continued to rush over.
And Yan Sui just opened the car door, and Meng Ting's furry head came in.
"I have arrived."
Meng Ting's breath was a little uneven, his cheeks were a little flushed due to his fast running, his eyes widened, and he was very surprised to see Yan Sui who suddenly appeared, "Yan Sui, Yan Sui."
He called twice, and continued to grab Yan Sui's sleeve with his right hand.
Yan Sui turned to hold Meng Ting's hand, sat down inside, and pulled him into the car. Meng Ting also let him take him into the back seat of the car in a daze.
Meng Ting, who was almost at the same arm and foot, leaned forward slightly, as if throwing himself into his arms. Although it was unintentional at first, Meng Ting had no intention of correcting it. He leaned forward again, and then Hugged Yan Sui, and then he let go.
He had never hugged anyone before, and at this moment he wanted to hug him so much, so he did.
This hug was very light, quick and sudden, even Yan Sui was a little stunned, he didn't even have time to hug Meng Ting back, he was already sitting down.
"How did you come here?"
"I'll come and see you," but when he saw someone, he felt that something was not enough, but he couldn't figure out how it was not enough.
Meng Ting stared at Yan Sui suddenly lowered his eyes, looked at their hands that hadn't parted yet, he held on tighter again, and his voice became lower, "Yan Sui, this time I must say Thank you, you are... the first person to see me."
He was in a closed high school for three years, and every classmate came to see him every few weeks or one or two months. He was the only one. For three years, neither his grandma nor the Meng family had visited him once. The same is true in Li, who seems to be cut off from the whole world.
He didn't feel bad about it before, but now that Yan Sui came to see him, he let him know that he actually wanted someone to come and see him.
"Thank you."
When Meng Ting said these words, the emotions that lingered on him made Yan Sui's eyes dim a little. It is usually difficult for a cold person like him to have emotions like pity, but at this moment, he suddenly felt the same, Meng Ting felt sorry for him.
He held his hand, and pulled Meng Ting into his arms with a light pull. The youth's breath was very clean, just as clean as his eyes. Yan Sui, who had never been used to hugging others, was here. For a moment, I felt that this kind of hug felt good.
Maybe it was the emotion caused by Li Yifei's words that made Meng Ting very sensitive tonight. His hand slowly slid to the back of Yan Sui's waist, his forehead was pressed against his chest, but his eye sockets were already moist. Someone hugged him like that once.
"thanks."
Meng Ting couldn't say any more unnecessary words. After a long time, he raised his head and rubbed his cheek against Yan Sui's chin, "Yan Sui, I like you to hug me."
Yan Sui's ears turned red again, this time he heard that there was no unnecessary meaning in Meng Ting's words, he just simply liked his hug, but just because he heard it, he didn't quite understand himself at this moment What happened to Hao Shi.
Because Meng Ting liked it, Yan Sui hugged him for a while longer, and after about ten minutes, he let go of him and brought over the food box at his feet, "Supper, let's eat."
Because it is pasta, it is easy to get mushy after being left for too long, otherwise it is not impossible to hold it for a while.
Leaning against Yan Sui, the feeling was very safe and comfortable, Meng Ting was about to fall asleep, but when he heard the word midnight snack, the drowsiness drifted away again, he would forget it even if Yan Sui didn't say anything. The purpose of his running down was lost.