After walking out of the multimedia exhibition hall, Meng Zijin held Zheng Yuyu's hand and walked on the campus corridor. The evening breeze blew gently, and the two girls walked slowly, talking about their thoughts to each other.

"You were the first person to notice that my mind wasn't on the stage." Meng Zijin spoke in a very light voice, with no obvious emotion on her face. "Later, Song Yunshen also noticed it, but I didn't expect that Professor Li actually knew it all along."

"You are also the first person to discover that I have a mental defect." Zheng Yuyu held her wrist for a long time and was still shaking slightly. In order to prevent Meng Zijin from noticing, she wrapped her hand with her backhand, "I am very glad that I have not been alone in these four years."

Suddenly, there was silence. Meng Zijin and Zheng Yuyu looked at each other and kept laughing.

"Meng Zijin, look at the beginning you made. It makes me sick." Zheng Yuyu smiled until her eyes became sore.

"You are the same, sentimental and corny." Meng Zijin hooked the corner of his eye with his little finger.

"Ah, anyway, today's incident is over." Zheng Yuyu let go of her hand, turned to face the wind and took a deep breath. "Professor Li must be very disappointed in me, but I tried my best. I'm not as good as she said, and I don't have such great ideals. What I chose was the piano, not the stage, and what I gave up was not the piano, but the stage that everyone was paying attention to."

"What do you want to do?" Meng Zijin slowed down his pace and looked up at the dark and boundless night sky.

"Piano teacher." Zheng Yuyu laughed loudly and walked backwards with his hands behind his back. "A piano teacher from a training institution."

Meng Zijin suddenly stopped, tears welling in his eyes.

It's surprise, heartache, and empathy.

Everyone thought they would step onto the star-studded stage and become the best pianists.

But people do not live for others, let alone for those so-called owners.

She wanted to be an ordinary piano teacher, and she just wanted to be a photographer.

But in the eyes of others, it may be a waste of talent.

Meng Zijin suddenly understood why such a brave person like Zheng Yuyu would be afraid of those false rumors.

"Teacher Zheng." Meng Zijin bit her lip, exhaled, and cried and laughed, "I wish we can finally become who we want to be."

"Teacher Meng, I'll ask you to take my personal photos for free in the future." Zheng Yuyu joked.

"Teacher Meng?" Meng Zijin walked over and took Zheng Yuyu's arm, "Okay, Teacher Meng will treat you to a feast first."

"Can we go to Song Yunshen's house for dinner? His cooking is really delicious ... wow!" Zheng Yuyu's last syllable was uttered in pain under Meng Zijin's throat-locking technique.

Meng Zijin didn't have the nerve to go look for Song Yunshen. No matter how much Zheng Yuyu coaxed her, she just couldn't bring herself to do that.

"We've been apart for a long time since graduation, and aren't you flying to England next month?" Zheng Yuyu just mentioned it casually, but she could clearly feel Meng Zijin's whole body stiffen.

Meng Zijin was stunned for a moment, and after coming to his senses, he planned to explain everything to her from beginning to end , " You also said that I am Teacher Meng, so it's better not to go to England."

Zheng Yuyu didn't understand , " What do you mean? Are you going to rebel?"

Meng Zijin briefly explained the situation, leaving Zheng Yuyu stunned.

Including the fact that her relationship with Song Yunshen was fake.

So Zheng Yu and Tong knew at that time that they were so fascinated when they were together.

This soul won’t come back for a day or two.

"Meng Zijin, you are still the best at having fun." Zheng Yuyu sent her these words on WeChat almost every day.

Meng Zijin would laugh for a while every day when he saw it.

She didn't mention that she would marry Song Yunshen in two years. If she had, Zheng Yuyu would probably have gone mad.

Since the holiday, Meng Zijin has returned to Jinyuan and has been fishing with Grandpa Meng all day long. They fish for the silly fish in their own house and can catch ten in three minutes.

Old Master Meng was no match for the opponent, and he was so angry that he ordered people to put the fish caught by Meng Zijin back into the lotus pond.

Meng Zijin didn't bother with the old man and just watched him fussing and glaring happily.

"It's because you talked more to these fish when they were young, so they listen to you. This is called, those who are willing to take the bait will take the bait." Although Mr. Meng is old, he is still in good health. He walks with ease while holding his two walnuts in his arms.

"Oh, so according to what you mean, if you fish for a few more days, they will be willing to take your hook?" Meng Zijin had a hairpin on her head today, swaying gracefully.

"That's hard to say." The old man smiled, his pace suddenly slowed down, his expression was mixed with a hint of sadness, so he couldn't help but say , " Jinjin, you're old enough to get married."

Meng Zijin knew he was inexplicably sad, so she asked softly , " Missing grandma again?"

"What does it have to do with your grandma?" The old man curled his lips, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and turned back to look at Meng Zijin, "How are you and that boy Cong Ting?"

Meng Zijin was startled , " What?"

"That boy likes you." The old man said bluntly.

Meng Zijin blinked , " Yes, you figured it out."

"Talking about it?" Mr. Meng was never vague when it came to gossip.

"We are talking about it." Meng Zijin admitted without blushing or beating his heart.

"That's good. Take it slow. If your father disagrees, grandpa will support you and suppress your bloodline." Old Man Meng laughed, and his speed and strength in cracking the walnuts showed his joy.

Meng Zijin pursed his lips and just smiled slightly.

She knew very early on that Mr. Meng had a different attitude towards Song Yunshen.

That's why she was sure that Song Yunshen could help her.

Cong Ting is very powerful, but Song Yunshen is even more powerful.

Only such a powerful person could eliminate the spies arranged by Mr. Meng to monitor her. Finally, he, Song Yunshen, would pass the false news back to the Meng family.

Meng Zijin now goes to the ancestral temple to burn incense every night.

She could not accept the high hopes placed upon her by the Meng family, so she begged for forgiveness here.

She tried to deceive them with lies, so she is atonement here.

She is an unfilial descendant of the Meng family, so she prays that the Meng family's grandchildren will have a child who is more promising than her.

I added Zhong Ning’s WeChat a few days ago, but the other party didn’t mention anything about Meng Sinian. He just gave her a WeChat business card and introduced him as her brother, hoping that she could get to know him.

Meng Zijin thanked him but did not add any.

Tonight, she came out of the ancestral hall again. When she looked up, she met Ms. Xu Qiang's meaningful eyes. Meng Zijin calmly hid the panic in her eyes and said , " Mom."

Xu Qiang stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall for as long as she knelt devoutly inside.

"There are stars tonight, let's take a walk?" Xu Qiang was wearing a cheongsam, and a rose hairpin in her bun made her look particularly charming.

Meng Zijin walked with her. They were the only two of them in the night. They walked around the backyard and walked on the gravel road, but neither of them said a word.

Meng Zijin was afraid that Xu Qiang would notice something, after all, mother and daughter are connected by heart.

However, Xu Qiang followed her for a long time and finally asked speculatively , " Is it because of the relationship?"

Meng Zijin blinked and didn't answer.

Xu Qiang was not in a hurry and said gently , " Your father has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Don't worry about it. If you really like Song Yunshen, he won't object."

"I know." Meng Zijin couldn't help laughing when he thought of Meng Yongnian's scolding aura, "I don't take it to heart. You are all doing this for my own good."

"Then how do we get to the ancestral hall?" Xu Qiang finally asked this question.

When he was a child, Meng Zijin would frequently go to the ancestral temple to seek the protection of his ancestors whenever he encountered something unpleasant.

"You're going abroad." Meng Zijin could only say this much, fearing that he would lose control of his emotions if he said too much.

Meng Yongnian and Xu Qiang loved her very much.

Knowing that she likes photography, I bought her a camera worth hundreds of thousands of dollars as a birthday present.

But she never dared to tell them about her little ambition.

She was afraid that they would also use so-called rules to restrain him.

After all, Meng Yongnian beat Meng Sinian because Meng Sinian opened a bar.

As I recall, Meng Yongnian and Xu Qiang loved each other dearly. He treated his elders with respect and humility, and acted like a modest gentleman to others.

But when it comes to enforcing family rules, he is even more brutal than Grandpa Meng.

"Your father and I know that you don't want to take over the Meng family affairs as soon as you graduate, so we plan to let you study abroad. Your grandfather is rigid, and your father and I can't persuade him." Xu Qiang opened her lips, holding Meng Zijin's hand and explaining softly.

The Meng family has complicated affairs, and they have to deal with old artists. Meng Zijin has never shown up in aristocratic families, so how can he be respected?

"Mom, I know." Meng Zijin spoke very little tonight.

Xu Qiang sighed, not knowing how to continue the topic.

She didn't know when it started, but she discovered that Meng Zijin began to have something on his mind, and he kept it to himself and didn't tell them anything.

Meng Zijin suddenly wanted to cry after returning to her room.

My nose felt sore and my eyes turned red.

The people she wanted to deceive were her beloved parents.

Song Yunshen was not in the country these days. She knew he was away for work, so she rarely contacted him. In addition, due to the time difference, the replies to the chats on WeChat were several hours apart.

What does her relationship with Song Yunshen mean?

So, after exiting the chat interface with him, Meng Zijin turned around and found Zheng Yuyu and started a video call.

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As the days passed, the day of going abroad was getting closer. Meng Zijin became particularly sensitive these days and wanted to cry whenever she saw Meng Yongnian and Xu Qiang.

Meng Sinian happened to see it when he returned to Jinyuan today. He deliberately raised his voice to tease her , " I'm not marrying you off, why are you crying?"

The loud shouting eventually woke up Song Yunshen who was hiding behind the door panel.

"What's wrong?" Song Yunshen hadn't seen her for four and a half days. After he came back, he came to Jinyuan to see her under the pretext of visiting Old Master Meng. He happened to arrive at the same time as Meng Sinian, so they came in together.

He suddenly came closer, and the familiar scent of cedar made her heart flutter. Meng Zijin sniffed, poked her head out and glared at Meng Sinian fiercely , " You are the one crying, I was just sad because of the scene."

"I don't want to hear your nonsense." Meng Sinian refused to give in and then withdrew, leaving the space for them who had been away for a few days.

The pavilion was very large, next to the lotus pond. Meng Zijin sat sideways, not daring to look Song Yunshen in the eye.

"Are you blaming yourself?" Song Yunshen didn't care whether she resisted or not, and didn't care whether they were real lovers or fake lovers. He leaned over and hugged her tightly in his arms, "I should have come back earlier."