The man smiled, and his gaze seemed to be filled with doting. "Alright, then I'll listen to you. Let's not talk anymore."

"That's more like it."

Lin Xintong lowered her eyes and smiled.

Very quickly, the waiter brought the food one after another and opened the rich red wine.

Two goblets.

"Mr. Meng, let me offer you a toast."

Lin Xintong picked up her wine glass, her eyes shining brightly.

Meng Sheng smiled and happily accepted.

Lin Xintong took a sip and put down her goblet. She continued, "I didn't go to your speech this afternoon, but I had the children's shoes in the front seat record it for me. I plan to listen to it when I get back tonight."

"If you have time, I'll tell you in private."

"Really?"

Facing the girl's bright black eyes, Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes invisibly.

"Miss Lin, do I look like a liar?"

Lin Xintong was stunned. She shook her head hurriedly and blushed, "How could Mr. Meng be like a liar? Then, I'll remember everything you said. I'll wait for you to call me."

"There may not be time these few days. Let's wait for next week!"

As he said this, Meng Sheng stared at the clean little face.

The corners of his mouth curled up carelessly.

Lin Xintong was a little disappointed.

"What? Are you unhappy?"

"I didn't."

"It's good that you don't have anything. Let's eat first! After we finish eating, I'll take you back to school."

…

Black Maybach stopped not far from the girls' dormitory.

Meng Sheng got out of the car with Lin Xintong, saying that it was too late, so he was worried that she would walk back alone.

Lin Xintong was naturally filled with joy.

The two walked side by side, occasionally touching each other's arms.

To Meng Sheng, such a touch was merely a means to an end. But Lin Xintong was different. One of her young girls' hearts had already flown up, and the corner of her eyes occasionally peeked at the man beside her.

Thinking nonsense in his head again.

Lin Xintong didn't notice the road at all and suddenly missed it.

Before she could regain her senses, a worried voice sounded in her ears, "Be careful!"

Then she fell uncontrollably to one side.

He did not expect the pain of falling to the ground, but landed on a sturdy and warm chest.

The man in front of him was completely hugging her. There were no gaps between them, and they were very close together.

Lin Xintong instantly blushed and felt boiling hot.

She slowly raised her head and found that her hands were tightly grabbing the man's arm. She couldn't help but be shocked. She subconsciously wanted to let go, but she didn't want to stagger a step forward.

Lin Xintong panicked and wanted to stand firm, but the more she did, the more panicked she became.

"Don't worry!" Meng Cheng curled his lips invisibly.

As he spoke, he held her arm again.

Lin Xintong finally stood firm. She lowered her head and bit her red lips again. "Sorry, Mr. Meng!"

"It doesn't matter. It's you. Did you sprain your ankle?"

The man's voice was low and deep, very pleasant to hear.

Lin Xintong raised her head, her eyes shining brightly as she stared at Qing Juan's face unblinkingly.

"What's wrong? Is there anything dirty on my face?"

Meng Sheng laughed again.

Lin Xintong was stunned. She quickly withdrew her gaze and shook her head. "No, no," she said.

After a while, she raised her head again and curled her fingers on both sides of her thighs tightly. She seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage and whispered, "Mr. Meng, what do you think of me?"

Meng Sheng's eyes darkened, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. He said, "Xin Tong, you're very good."

It was Xin Tong!

Not Miss Lin.

Lin Xintong felt as if her heart was filled with honey.

She suddenly stood on tiptoe and wrapped her hands around the neck of the man in front of her, sending her delicate lips up.

Meng Sheng was slightly stunned, only feeling absent-minded.

Before he could return to his homeland, Lin Xintong had already let go of him and quickly ran towards the dormitory building.

Not long after she walked out, she stopped and turned to look at the man not far away.

"I'll be waiting for your call."

After saying that, Lin Xintong ran far away.

Meng Sheng stood there quietly, his eyes darkening slightly.

He picked up his phone and typed in the eleven numbers that he had memorized in his heart one by one. Then, he lightly tapped them, and the call page immediately appeared.

After a long time, when he thought that no one was answering, a familiar voice suddenly came from the handset, "Hello?"

"…"

He lowered his head and remained silent.

'"Hello? Who are you? Why aren't you saying anything? If you do that again, I'll have to blacken this number." The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very unhappy.

Meng Sheng suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth curved, and a small face filled with anger appeared in his mind.

Then, he hung up without hesitation.

He hadn't thought about how he should face her, and he didn't know if he could withstand the resentment she had brought him.

No one knew that he had never thought of killing Mo Rongsheng. He just wanted him to lose everything, including his identity, status, and the Mo Group Group that he was proud of.

On the other side, Mo Han listened to the ear-piercing bustling sound coming from the handset of her phone, and her little face was at a loss.

Because of the special circumstances, she had memorized this number the first time.

After such a long time, she almost forgot. She only thought that someone had dialed the wrong number, or that it was some kind of prank.

However, just as she was about to forget, the phone number appeared again.

Same as last time, the person on the other end of the phone didn't say anything.

Who was it?

Or was she overthinking it? Was it really just a prank?

It was already dark outside.

After dinner, Tong Yan originally wanted to stay and help her wash the dishes, but Fu Yuchen ruthlessly kicked her out.

He also said that he never raised idle people. Washing the dishes was a matter for the nanny, so he didn't need his help!

Mo Han was too lazy to argue with him.

"Sister, don't be angry with Daddy. I apologize to you on behalf of Daddy."

In the bathroom, Little Lanlan said vaguely to Mo Han as he brushed his teeth.

Mo Han curled her lips and said seriously, "Brush your teeth and don't speak."

Little Lanlan immediately obediently "oh" and continued to brush his teeth, not daring to say another word.

After washing his mouth, the little fellow rubbed into her embrace and said to her, "Sister, don't be angry with Dad, okay?"

"I'm not angry."

She didn't have time to be angry with Fu Yuchen!

Hearing Mo Han's words, Lanlan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted his chest and said smugly, "I told you! Big sister will not be angry with Dad, but Dad still doesn't believe me! I must ask big sister personally."

Mo Han: "…"

She suspected that Lanlan was lying!

Before she could regain her senses, Mo Han heard the little fellow's soft and cute voice, "Sister, I'll go find Dad now and tell him the good news."

As she spoke, she broke free from Mo Han's embrace and ran out of the room in a flash.

Mo Han was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but bend her lips.

In the other room, Fu Yuchen was anxiously waiting for his daughter to report to him.

With such a small matter, Lanlan should be able to handle it well!

As he thought this, he felt somewhat uneasy and kept comforting himself. As a qualified father, he should unconditionally trust his daughter and should not be suspicious.

"Dong dong dong …"

A crisp knock sounded on the door.

Before Fu Yuchen could react, the tightly shut door was already open. Little Lanlan quickly ran in, bowed, and gasped for breath. "Dad …"

"Why are you running so fast!"

Fu Yuchen sighed helplessly and hurriedly walked forward to help her breathe.

The little fellow smiled mysteriously.

Fu Yuchen said, "…" Did you learn to play tricks on him?

Lanlan breathed a sigh of relief and said unhurriedly, "Dad, I've asked my sister, just now."

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows and deliberately pretended not to care, "Well, what did she say?"

"Sister said that she wasn't angry with her father."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. I also told my sister that my father doesn't believe that my sister will be angry …"

Before the little fellow could finish speaking, Fu Yuchen suddenly choked. He forcefully suppressed the depression and helplessness in his heart and asked seriously, "Lanlan, does Auntie know that Daddy asked you to ask her?"

Little Lanlan was stunned. He hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand. His large watery eyes flickered.

"Dad …"

Hu--

It doesn't matter, so what if I know! At worst, he wouldn't admit it.

Fu Yuchen made up his mind and rudely sent Lanlan back to his room. "It's already very late. Go to bed quickly! You still have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."

Lanlan pursed his lips and didn't leave immediately.

She blinked her eyes and secretly looked at her father. "Dad, don't you feel embarrassed?" She asked cautiously.

Fu Yuchen said, "…"

This was definitely not his own!

Definitely not.

Fu Yuchen took a deep breath and put on a stern parental look, "Fu Lanlan, it's time for you to go back to your room to sleep now. Otherwise, you will definitely stay up tomorrow."

Little Lanlan didn't hear the answer he wanted. He sighed slightly, curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, "If you don't want to answer, you don't want to answer! You're still so fierce!"

Fu Yuchen said, "…"

This little fellow was getting clearer and clearer!

He, he actually started to miss the old days. The old Lanlan would never choke him with words.

When she reached the door, Little Lanlan suddenly stopped. She turned to look at her father and said pitifully, "Dad, can you take me back to my room?"

"Alright!"

Fu Yuchen had always pampered his only daughter.

He stood up and walked over, gently holding Lanlan's small hand.

The little fellow proudly raised the corners of his lips, so that his father could personally apologize to his sister.

If Dad is thin-skinned, then she'll pretend to be asleep.

When Lanlan left, she didn't close the door. Mo Han knew that she would be back soon to sleep, so she didn't close it deliberately. She picked up the professional book and read it.

After reading a few pages, he heard footsteps coming from outside.

One light, one heavy.

Mo Han was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put the book under the pillow and stood up to welcome Little Lanlan.

"Darling, Dad won't go in. You should rest early!"

When he reached the door, Fu Yuchen suddenly stopped and leaned over to whisper to Lanlan.

Lanlan pursed his lips, somewhat unhappily, but helplessly, "Alright then! I'll go in myself."

When Mo Han heard Fu Yuchen's voice in the room, she felt relieved.

She didn't walk over and just waited for Lanlan to come back, then hurriedly put Lanlan to sleep.

After Fu Yuchen closed the door, he stood at the door for a while before returning to his room. He picked up his phone and glanced at it. It was still very early. It was only half past nine. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

From the first channel to the last, another movie with a terrifying aura was produced.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't hold on any longer and closed it again.

He simply got up and opened his laptop, deciding to hold a video conference on the strategy of the European market.