When Yan Sui and Meng Ting came out of the room, He Wan had already left. Even though she knew clearly that Yan Sui wasn’t the kind of person who would tell lies to fool her, she still had to verify it herself before she could truly believe it.
Believe that Yan Sui had really transferred ten percent of Yan’s shares to Meng Ting within ten days of knowing him.
Yan Sui never had any intention of hiding it, and He Wan soon had people investigate the whole matter.
The ten percent was not all transferred from Yan Sui’s name. Four percent of it was purchased by Yan Sui himself with money from some shareholders and collateral relatives of the Yan family. He personally made up the full ten percent of the Yan family’s shares for Meng Ting and he also acquired the status of the third most important shareholder of the Yan family.
He Wan’s action, coupled with the fact that this kind of thing is extremely easy to spread, the fact that Yan Sui gave his future wife ten percent of the shares soon became known to everyone in Haicheng’s wealthy circles.
In the past, many coveted or admired the position of the Yan family’s lady of the house, not just because of the Yan family, but more so because of Yan Sui. They believed that this marriage could bring more benefits to each other, but they never expected Yan Sui to have such a generous hand. Those who were already jealous of Meng Ting are now feeling their hearts bleeding.
Among them, the Su family was the most prominent. Once, Su Siyu was just a hair away from becoming Yan Sui’s wife. If it weren’t for Su Siyu’s obstruction and He Wan’s sudden change of mind, Meng Ting of the Meng family would never be able to take up this position.
***
Yan Sui took Meng Ting to eat something at home first and then took Dahuang for a short walk on the lawn. Then they set off to the residence of Meng Yide and Han Xuejun.
When they arrived at the venue, it was already past eight o’clock. They were not too early, but not too late either.
Yan Sui came out of the car first, and all the eyes from far and wide focused on him. Whether they were originally smiling or not, they all raised their smiles at the moment. But it’s not a groveling and overly flattering smile, but an elegant and almost formulaic smile.
However, Yan Sui’s eyes did not glance at anyone. He turned sideways and pulled out another person from the car, an overly beautiful young man.
The car door closed, but Yan Sui still did not let go of the hand of the person beside him, continuing to walk inside while holding him.
In this way, the identity of the person beside him was easy to guess―it must be Meng Ting, the seventh son of the Meng family, the illegitimate child who had only recently been taken back to the main family. Apart from these, he had an even more important identity―Yan Sui’s soon-to-be wife.
The first to greet them naturally were Meng Jiang and Meng Bo, the brothers who were sent to the entrance of the banquet hall to receive the guests. They stared at Yan Sui for a while before smiling.
“Big 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 even enter Yan Sui’s circle, let alone the two brothers. In the past, when they saw Yan Sui, they were not even qualified to go up to greet him. Now because of Meng Ting beside him, they seems to be more intimate than ordinary people.
“Yes, yes,” Meng Jiang spoke first, and Meng Bo agreed. He glanced at Meng Ting and winked quietly, asking Meng Ting to help them. However, Meng Ting was still holding Yan Sui’s hand, he didn’t even greet them. It was even more unlikely that he would help them with the pleasantries.
Yan Sui looked sideways at Meng Ting and seemed to have no interest in talking to the two brothers. The situation suddenly became awkward.
Right at this moment, Wang Feng, who had entered a few steps behind, carried a gift box and handed it to Meng Jiang, “This is a birthday gift from our family master and his wife to Third Madam Han.”
“Brother Yan is too polite.”
Meng Jiang, who Yan Sui and Meng Ting didn’t even give a face, was naturally embarrassed. But no matter how embarrassed he was, he still had to put on a smile and accepted the gift.
While Meng Jiang continued to talk to Wang Feng, Yan Sui whispered to Meng Ting. The volume was only enough for Meng Ting to hear, so it wasn’t just a whisper.
“First time here?”
“Um,” Meng Ting nodded. This was indeed the first time in his two lives that he had stepped into the house where his biological father lived. As expected, he didn’t feel anything. He looked around and received a dozen malicious and curious glances. He didn’t feel anything at all either, but this was more because he felt safe with Yan Sui standing beside him.
“This place is not as big as our home, and it is not as beautiful as our home.”
Meng Ting has no research on decoration design. He thinks the Yan’s residence is good purely because of Yan Sui. He thinks Yan Sui is good everywhere, which naturally includes his previous home and their current home.
Yan Sui curled up his lips when he heard this. The other hand that wasn’t holding the person’s hand was raised, rubbed Meng Ting’s hair, and then let out a gentle ‘Um” before he continued.
“Let’s go home early after we meet the person.”
“Okay,” Meng Ting responded obediently. He tilted his head and rubbed Yan Sui’s hand which hadn’t left yet.
“Where is Third Madam Han?” Yan Sui took back his hand with some reluctance and looked at Meng Bo, who looked a little gloomier.
Meng Bo’s eyes first met with Meng Ting’s, and then he looked at Yan Sui. His expression was a little cautious and flattering, “My parents are upstairs. The servants have gone to inform them. Or should I take you to see them?”
“No need. Just wait for them to come down.”
Yan Sui’s gaze swept over Meng Bo, making his heart feel cold. It was as if Yan Sui could see through all the thoughts in his heart at one glance, including his sudden and extremely strong thoughts.
When Yan Sui looked at him, Meng Ting was also looking at him. He frowned, clenched his other hand into a fist, and then unclenched it. When he saw the Meng family, he would always be unable to restrain the desire to fight. The way they looked at him was repulsive. The way they looked at Yan Suo was just as repulsive.
I’m a good boy. I won’t fight.
Meng Ting recited it silently several times, and at the same time, he held Yan Sui’s hand tighter.
***
Han Xuejun and Meng Yide didn’t stay downstairs but went back to their room at the second floor to talk. In fact, it was still because of Meng Ting.
The news of Yan Sui transferring the Yan family’s shares to Meng Ting had reached their ears. Meng Ting has not only become more important in the Yan family but also in the Meng family. Even though they were his nominal parents, they couldn’t afford to neglect him.
This was the old master personally calling them to remind, more than a warning.
It’s really hard to explain the nature of human beings. Originally, for the Meng family, Meng Ting was just a waste that need to be used for his remaining usefulness. A blind cat meets a dead mouse, and it is sheer luck that he catches He Wan’s eye. But they didn’t expect that this luck would make Yan Sui look at him.
Yan Sui’s thoughts, his special plans, even Old Master Meng couldn’t tell for sure. But one thing was clear—Meng Ting has gone from a trivial pawn in a marriage alliance to a person whom neither their family nor any family in Haicheng could afford to neglect.
“What are you worried about? I don’t think Meng Ting has that kind of intelligence.” Meng Yide looked at Han Xuejun, his expression showing a hint of impatience.
He and even Old Master Meng thought that Meng Ting being liked by Yan Sui was a good thing for the Meng family. While Han Xuejun was not downstairs entertaining guests and seemed overly cautious, as if she were facing a formidable enemy, pulling him aside here to discuss, he felt it was unnecessary and gradually grew impatient.
“Intelligence…” Han Xuejun said with a sneer, 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 intelligence?”
“I think… it is you who have been fooled by him.”
The you Han Xuejun refers to are Meng Yide, Meng Yigui, and their mother, Li Yifei.
“A man of great wisdom appearing slow-witted, or he was playing the pig to eat the tiger?” The smile disappeared from Han Xuejun’s face, and she continued, “Think about how your Meng family has treated him over the years. Do you still think his heart will turn towards you? It would be good if he didn’t use Yan Sui to help him 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. The second house is really not close to Meng Ting, and the Meng family doesn’t have much kindness towards him.
Han Xuejun looked at him with a slightly sarcastic expression on her face. Of the three illegitimate sons and daughters that Meng Yide created, she didn’t think any of them were fuel-efficient lamps1省油的燈 (shěng yóu de dēng): (mostly with negative) person who is easy to deal with; person who does not stir up trouble.. Of course, she also misjudged this Meng Ting.
‘Knock, knock, knock’, there was a knock on the door. Han Xuejun and Meng Yide both subconsciously adjusted their sitting postures, and Meng Yide said, “Come in.”
A maid walked 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 patriarch of the Yan family are here.”
Han Xuejun and Meng Yide glanced at each other. They stood up slowly, straightened their clothes, then left 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, with Yan Sui and Meng Ting occasionally whispering a few words to each other, leaving those two people out in the cold.
Even Meng Jiang and Meng Bo weren’t given any face, so Meng Xiao and Meng Qin wouldn’t foolishly come up to them and be left out in the cold.
However, as soon as Meng Yide and Han Xuejun came, Meng Xiao and Meng Qin came closer. It was obvious that they still coveted Yan Sui very much.
“Dad, Mom.” Meng Ting called out next to Yan Sui and then fell silent.
“It’s good that you’re here. I was going to ask your father to give you another call.”
Han Xuejun smiled and struck up a conversation with Meng Ting first. As she spoke, she walked up, seemingly wanting to hold Meng Ting’s hand, but without exception, it was avoided. To be more precise, it was Yan Sui who pulled Meng Ting to avoid it.
In this way, Han Xuejun didn’t dare to make a scene even if she wanted to. Her smile faded, and her gaze swept over Meng Ting as if trying to see through him inside and out.
Yan Sui exchanged a few pleasantries with Meng Yide but had nothing to say to Han Xuejun. While Han Xuejun held some prestige in the Meng family, she meant nothing in front of Yan Sui of the Yan family. His conversations with Meng Yide were mostly out of consideration for Meng Ting.
Meng Ting occasionally met the gaze of Han Xuejun and others, feeling a slight discomfort in his heart. He pursed his lips, trying his best not to show this discomfort. Undoubtedly, he was certain that he did not like them, even though they were not being sarcastic or mocking at the moment, and even showed some unconscious flattery in their words, he still felt a dislike.
He was miserable in his last life, for which he had to take some responsibility himself, as well as the Meng family who started it all. But to say how much Meng Ting hated them because of this, he actually didn’t hate them that much either. It’s not that they are not hateful enough. It’s just that for Meng Ting, hating someone is quite tiring and exhausting. Even in this life, he doesn’t want to spend too much thought on them.
There were many guests coming and going, and Han Xuejun and Meng Yide couldn’t possibly stay with them the whole time. After some pleasantries, they dispersed.
Meng Xiao’s hands were still hung with boards and bandages. He cast several woeful glances at Meng Ting several times, but Meng Ting didn’t even seem to notice. He just stared blankly. He and even many people couldn’t figure it out. How could such an uninteresting person make Yan Sui go to such lengths for him?
When those people left, Meng Ting breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes and looked carefully at Yan Sui, then said with a look of distress, “You’re too attractive.”
Tonight, more than those malicious glances, what Meng Tingwas concerned about were the covetous looks towards Yan Sui. Each gaze towards Yan Sui seemed as if they wanted to devour him, which was terrifying. He would absolutely never allow his Yan Sui to be ‘devoured’ by anyone.
Yan Sui’s eyes showed a hint of a deeper smile upon hearing this. He lightly rubbed the back of Meng Ting’s hand with his thumb, and said in the same distressed tone, “Then, should we do about that?”
Meng Ting blinked when he heard this. He took a step closer to Yan Sui, stood on tiptoes, and whispered in Yan Sui’s ear, “It has nothing to do with you. It’s them who’re bad. You’re already married to me.”
“How about I show them our marriage certificate?” Meng Ting’s gaze swept around, and everyone’s eyes widened. He immediately dismissed this idea, “They probably would want to tear up our marriage certificate, that won’t do.”
“How annoying, you already belong to me…”
Meng Ting continued to mutter and complain. However, Yan Sui couldn’t help but smile. The smile from the corners of his mouth to the corners of his eyes was extremely charming. He rubbed Meng Ting’s hair, “Don’t worry, they wouldn’t dare.”
In front of him, none of them were as bold as Meng Ting, who dared to tease and speak out and was completely unaffected by his aura. More importantly, he was very sure that he would not be seduced by anyone other than Meng Ting.
Meng Ting rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and then nodded.
“Maybe I should become better so that I can help you drive people away together.”
He relies on Yan Sui for everything, he will also have a hard time, right? He is also a man himself. Hiding under his wings all the time, isn’t it a bit too useless?
Before Yan Sui responded, Meng Ting shook his head again, “No, I’m useless to begin with. I can’t become better.”
Other people might be able to change for the better if they work hard. However, for him, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
Yan Sui sighed softly and led Meng Ting outside. Everyone’s gazes followed them all the way until their figures completely disappeared, and only then were the gazes withdrawn.
Meanwhile, Yan Sui finally found a place where he could talk to Meng Ting quietly for a while.
“You are very good at fighting, how could it be useless? You are very good at taking care of Dahuang and Maoqiu, how could it be useless? You are honest and simple, sincere and brave. Meng Ting, you are very good. In my eyes, you are better than anyone else.”
Yan Sui believed that Meng Ting’s current situation was mostly caused by the Meng family and his grandmother’s interference. Meng Ting had no problems of his own; even if there were any, they were not fundamental problems. He is very good, even better than what he said.
Meng Ting raised his eyes to look at Yan Sui, his eyes widened, but gradually, his eyelashes became wet.
“Yan Sui, don’t you really feel wrong about it? I’m not good, I’ve always been useless.”
All his efforts were extremely laborious; those things that ordinary people think are simple, he has to spend ten times, a hundred times, or even more times to learn. It is said that diligence can make up for clumsiness, but he feels that his ‘clumsiness’ was very difficult to mend.
“No, I won’t be wrong,” Yan Sui raised his hand to touch Meng Ting’s cheek and gently wiped away the crystals on Meng Ting’s eyelashes that made him feel distressed.
Meng Ting blinked his eyes, stood on tiptoes again, and kissed Yan Sui’s lips gently. When his heels landed on the ground, he leaned gently into Yan Sui’s arms, “I believe you.”
He is very clear-headed. Yan Sui likes him, so he thinks he is good. In the eyes of outsiders, he is still not good enough and still not worthy of Yan Sui. But what does it matter? He just needs Yan Sui to think he is good.
“If you say I’m good, I’m good,” besides that, he also wanted to be better than his current self, so that Yan Sui would like him more, that’s all.
Yan Sui embraced Meng Ting, his tone was gentler than ever, “We have a lifetime. Take your time. There is no hurry.”
“Um,” Meng Ting responded. His hands embrace the person even more tightly.
Lifetime. This word is really nice. He likes it!
I truly apologize for the slow update. I got sick a few days ago and my medication makes me so drowsy. I’m better now, but still a bit out of sort. My brain feel fuzzy & sluggish, so I translate slower too. Once again, I’m sorry for the inconvenience.
List of Idiom in Chapter 027
無足輕重 (wú zú qīng zhòng): of little importance or consequence; insignificant; of little account; without it, it is not lighter, and with it, it is not heavier. It means it doesn’t matter.如臨大敵 (rú lín dà dí): lit. as if facing a powerful enemy; to have strict precautions; to be overly critical of the current situation; like confronting a formidable or mortal enemy—be on one’s guard against all possible dangers; as if one were facing a formidable enemy; be prepared for any eventualities (as if facing a mortal enemy); regard the situation as very grave.
大智若愚 (dà zhì ruò yú): great intelligence may appear to be stupidity (idiom); having great intelligence but appearing foolish; a man of great wisdom appearing slow-witted; be seemingly slow-witted but really wise; a man of great wisdom looks dull; great wisdom has the look of folly; refers to a person who is wise and talented, but seems to be very stupid; it is a metaphor for a wise person who is extremely well-educated and does not show his sharp edge.
扮豬吃老虎 (bàn zhū chī lǎo hǔ): lit. to play the pig to eat the tiger; to play dumb to take advantage of someone; pretend stupid to kill more powerful opponents than you; a metaphor for using scheming to deceive, deliberately pretending to be weak and weak to let the opponent ignore, and then taking the opportunity to win the final victory.
不懷好意 (bù huái hǎo yì): to harbor bad intentions; to harbor evil designs; to harbor malicious intentions; be up to no good; ill-intentioned, malicious, with ulterior motives.
勤能補拙 (qín néng bǔ zhuō): diligence makes up for one’s dullness; hard work can make up for lack of intelligence/talent/skill; diligence is a remedy for slowness in learning; make up for lack of natural talent by hard work.
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