Meng Zijin was stunned and suddenly remembered what he had just said to tease her. She silently distanced herself from him and said, " Song Yunshen, you..."

"Huh?" Song Yunshen stared at the particularly rich expression on her face.

"We're alumni. Don't always make fun of me, Senior Brother Song." Meng Zijin was a little excited. "It's indeed my fault to lie to you that I'm a poor college student. If you still mind, I'll pay you back."

"I don't mind. You don't have to pay me back." Song Yunshen stopped teasing her. Dissatisfied with the distance between them, he took a step closer to her and raised his hand to cover her head. "I did suspect your identity before, but today I'm just here to verify it."

"..." Meng Zijin shrank her neck and suddenly became nervous.

After a while, she thought of something and asked sincerely, "Shall I call you Senior Brother Song or Uncle Song from now on?"

Song Yunshen was so angry that he laughed. He sighed and said, " Meng Zijin, what kind of advantage do you want from me?"

She was addicted to calling him uncle.

Did he look like someone who could be her uncle?

"Who's taking advantage of you?" Meng Zijin rolled her eyes at him. "It's giving you a niece for free."

"Thank you, niece." Song Yunshen stretched out his five fingers and scratched her head.

Her head was quite small, and he covered it with his hand.

"My hair is messed up!" Meng Zijin slapped him away and scolded discontentedly, "You're a big boss. Why do you always hang around me instead of doing business."

"Isn't it obvious?" Song Yunshen raised his eyebrows.

"Huh?" Meng Zijin tilted her head.

"I'm interested in you."

"I'm chasing after you." He looked at her with a serious face, as if he was not joking.

The air suddenly froze at this moment. Meng Zijin swallowed her saliva, and her heart beat wildly again.

After the calligraphy and painting exhibition, Meng Sinian pulled Meng Zijin and asked, "Have you known Song Yunshen for a long time?"

Meng Zijin's mind was still wandering around and said perfunctorily, "You also know him."

"That's different." Meng Sinian pointed it out. "In the past, this great Buddha would never come to this boring calligraphy and painting exhibition, but he came this year."

"Intimidate me?" Meng Zijin adjusted her state and took a deep breath.

"Uh-huh." Meng Sinian shrugged.

"My dad said that there is a younger sister of Mr. Zhao who is also single. She is two years younger than you. I guess they will arrange for you two to meet tomorrow." Meng Zijin stroked her hair and waved her hand, indicating that she would go first.

Meng Sinian sneered.

Let's meet.

He had seen many women.

After the exhibition, Meng Zijin followed them back to the Jinyuan and sat in the main hall for half an hour. The adults were talking about something. She listened until Meng Sinian brought the topic to her.

"Song Yunshen?" Old Master Meng frowned. He paused for a moment as he held a walnut in his hand, as if he had no impression of Song Yunshen. "The one from Congting?"

Meng Sinian said with a smile, "Yes."

Meng Zijin straightened her back and held her breath slightly.

"Jinjin, how long have you known him for?" Old Master Meng suddenly asked.

"Just... less than a month. We're not familiar with each other." Meng Zijin was worried about herself.

"Very good." She thought that the Old Master Meng would ask a few more questions, but after thinking for a while, he said these two words.

"Indeed, although we are a century old family, we have always lacked a new breakthrough in recent years. If we can cooperate with the one from Congting, it will be a great thing for the Meng family." Meng Yongnian nodded and smiled, making the atmosphere not as serious as before.

"But haven't you always looked down on those businessmen?" Meng Zijin had a sharp tongue, and by the time she reacted, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Old Master Meng sighed. Although he was dissatisfied with her words, he explained seriously, "The Meng family has always been noble and upright. What we look down on is not the business world, but the means used in the business world."

"Song Yunshen is different from others. I've been wanting to visit him for a long time, but I haven't had the chance. I didn't expect him to appear at the calligraphy and painting exhibition." Meng Yongnian took a sip of tea and suddenly looked at Meng Zijin. "Baby, how did you know Song Yunshen?"

"He... he's my senior brother. He went back to school to give a lecture some time ago, and then we got to know each other." Meng Zijin automatically filtered out the shameful things about the car accident.

"It really is a good fate." Meng Yongnian sighed with emotion.

Meng Sinian laughed and said meaningfully, "Well, it's a good fate."

-

After a tiring day, Meng Zijin finally returned to Cloud Port No. 17 in the evening. She went upstairs, and as soon as she entered the door, she collapsed directly on the sofa with paralyzed limbs.

Zheng Yuyu came out of the bathroom and was shocked by her, "Why didn't you say anything when you came back?"

"Say something, I'm almost out of breath." Meng Zijin buried her head into the sofa, with her hair scattered on her face.

"Look at you, I suddenly feel that it's good to be an ordinary person." Zheng Yuyu sat down beside her, combed her hair, and gently patted her on the head.

"Speaking of this, your brother has come to me a lot." Meng Zijin turned over and pressed the hand of Zheng Yuyu on her belly. "How long are you going to hide from him?"

Zheng Yuyu opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start. She said perfunctorily, "I'm not ready. I don't want to see him."

"Then are you going to let him harass me all the time?" Meng Zijin took out her mobile phone and showed her the chat history. "Look, how much he cares about you."

Zheng Yuyu blinked, and there was a moment of panic in her eyes. "No."

"You're just feeling guilty." Meng Zijin couldn't help laughing at her.

In addition to the group chat messages, there were not many people who sent her messages. It was not until she swiped the screen and saw a draft message that Meng Zijin clicked on it and remembered this matter.

After deleting the original message, Meng Zijin edited it again.

[Zijin], "Which senior brother?"

[S]: Didn't we meet this morning?

The person on the other end of the line replied with a question.

Meng Zijin suddenly sat up and startled Zheng Yuyu. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I have something to deal with." Meng Zijin took a deep breath, got up, and walked into the room.

[Zijin], "Don't tell me that you're Song Yunshen."

[S]: Yeah.

Meng Zijin suddenly stopped.

[S]: You called me uncle today, but now you call me by my full name?

The phone vibrated. Meng Zijin came to her senses. Looking at the familiar message, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

What he said this morning didn't seem to be a joke.

"He's fine and relieved. Instead, he's putting all the pressure on her."

After resting her phone on the screen, Meng Zijin got up, took a deep breath, and walked to the bathroom.

If she could escape, so do it.

She couldn't take it anymore.

As she soaked in the bathtub, Meng Zijin couldn't help recalling what had happened today.

Meng Sinian was 30 years old, two years older than Song Yunshen, who was 28 years old this year.

He was 28 years old, 8 years older than her.

It was true that he was good-looking and rich, but the age gap was also true.

He was such a person who could be her uncle. How could he pursue her!

The more Meng Zijin thought about it, the angrier she became. She always felt that this person was hiding something, making it difficult to understand.

However, the more she cared about this matter, the more sleepless she became. Until the next morning, Meng Zijin had been in a daze. When she finally felt sleepy at dawn, she was pulled out of bed by Zheng Yuyu.

"Meng Zijin, you're so brave!" Zheng Yuyu shook her so hard that her eyes became dizzy.

"Zheng Yuyu!" Meng Zijin wanted to scold, but her mouth was covered by Zheng Yuyu.

"Don't talk. Listen to me." After the excitement, Zheng Yuyu patted her chest to calm herself down. "Although I have seen that Song Yunshen is interested in you for a long time, I didn't expect him to be so humble. Ah, for the sake of love, he is truly a man that I admire."

Meng Zijin grabbed her own hair. "What!"

"Look at your mobile phone. The real-time hot topic. The founder of Congting is pursuing his beloved humbly. This video has been played tens of millions of times. The comment area has exploded, and even your name, age and school have been searched." Zheng Yuyu sat down on her knees and showed Meng Zijin the video.

The video was not blurry. In just ten seconds, in addition to her and Song Yunshen in the video, there was only a sentence, "Why don't you follow me?"

Meng Zijin swallowed hard.

"It's over. It's over."

Her 20-year-old life was about to suffer a major setback.

The phone at the head of the bed was vibrating, and Meng Zijin took it. Even if it was not on speaker, the voice of Meng Yongnian was still full of lethality.

After exchanging glances with Zheng Yuyu, Zheng Yuyu forced a smile and said, "Sorry, I was so happy that I forgot that you are the princess of the Meng Family."

"It's just a lesson." Meng Zijin didn't sleep well, and her throat was hoarse. She didn't have time to think about whether this matter was good or bad. She only knew that the identity of the princess of the Meng family had been hidden for a long time, but the identity may be revealed to the public from today on

After packing up simply, she went downstairs. She thought that Uncle Yang was waiting downstairs, but what she saw was another person.

Song Yunshen leaned against the front of the car. He was still dressed in a black suit, clean and smooth.

"Why are you here?" Meng Zijin thought that she should be angry, but she was so calm in front of him. Meng Zijin pursed her lips and couldn't help praising herself in her heart.

"The trending topic has been removed." Song Yunshen hadn't expected things to develop like this, but since he wasn't sure how it would affect her, he could only come to confirm it with her.

"It's already done like this, and it's not like someone is scolding me. Why are you so nervous?" Meng Zijin approached, and she could still sense his worry. "Did you ask Uncle Yang to leave?"

Since she was so big, Uncle Yang had never made a mistake in picking up her.

"Yes, I guessed that he was your driver." Song Yunshen answered honestly and then opened the car door. "I'll give you a ride."

Meng Zijin was stunned. "Why?"

This made her suspect the seriousness of the matter. Was it just... a scandal?

"Your driver just told me that he was going to take you home to get scolded." Song Yunshen took a deep breath and replied, "I think he wants me to save you from danger."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

After getting in the car and starting the car, Meng Zijin glared at him and said, "Do I need you to save me? Navigate to Jinyuan. Put me down when we get there. Not everyone can enter the gate of the Meng Family."

She was angry, and she should be very angry.

It's all because of him, who made her go back and be scolded.

"At least things will be better if I am there." Song Yunshen sneered. "I just expressed my love for you. I guess Mr. Meng will understand."

Meng Zijin said, "Shut up, Song Yunshen!"

She couldn't bear to listen to these words now.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to respond.

"Okay." Song Yunshen nodded obediently.