Meng Cheng’an didn’t laugh at her; he was simply happy.
Mr. Tian, who usually only knows how to work, started getting jealous for him. Meng Cheng’an felt his status in her heart had risen.
Meng Cheng’an: "I don’t know."
Tian Xiang pouted, "What do you mean you don’t know?"
Meng Cheng’an: "Those female classmates in our class."
Everyone is in black, white, or gray and looks almost the same to him.
Well, this answer is acceptable.
Tian Xiang looked at him and thought for a moment before saying, "Indeed, people should go out more, see the world, and I feel you are doing quite well now."
His personality had brightened a lot, and he started to be playful in front of her.
When Meng Cheng’an heard this, the smile on his face faded, and he lowered his head, sighed, and looked at her, his eyes full of helplessness and affection.
He only presented his good side to her, never let her see him when he was sad and distressed.
Ugh, just praised him, and now he’s looking at her pitifully.
Tian Xiang: "Hang in there, it won’t be long."
Meng Cheng’an nodded gloomily.
At this moment, the groom came over to fetch the bride, and everyone gathered to watch the excitement, Meng Cheng’an and Tian Xiang also stood up to take a look.
Today, Chen Yong was dressed to impress, wearing a suit, while his wife wore red and even had red flowers in her hair.
Quite nice, more lively and grand than a typical wedding.
Tian Xiang couldn’t help but wonder what her own wedding would be like. Meng Cheng’an in that kind of suit would definitely look better than Chen Yong.
Thinking this, she turned her head to look at the person beside her, and who would have thought Meng Cheng’an was looking at her too, their eyes meeting directly.
Slightly embarrassed, she quickly turned her head away.
Meng Cheng’an did the same.
But soon, they looked at each other again and smiled with pressed lips.
Seeing Meng Cheng’an arrive, Chen Yong specially brought over his new wife for a toast.
It’s rare; he thought he wouldn’t be able to see such a figure, knowing they’re not on the same level anymore.
Really envious, yet jealous.
Although the Meng Family had fallen for over a decade, in the eyes of this group of kids, Meng Cheng’an wasn’t well-liked.
Yet Chen Yong had always admired him. When they were little, he felt this kid looked better than himself, not too thin or fat but with good temperament, and when they grew up, the girl he fancied turned out to be his. It made him terribly jealous.
Now, the man has regained his status, beyond everyone’s reach.
The heavens are so unjust, always favoring him!
Oh well, never mind, let it go; it’s all in the past.
Chen Yong embraced Meng Cheng’an’s shoulders, "Everything goes without saying, come, let’s drink this cup."
They both drank it down.
When Meng Cheng’an sat down, Tian Xiang quietly reminded him, "Don’t drink too much."
Last time at their home, he had to be carried away.
It’s rare for him to come home, she didn’t want to waste time being drunk.
Meng Cheng’an: "I know."
Meng Cheng’an didn’t want to drink, but not long after, several union leaders came over, chatted with him for a while, and each proposed a toast.
When the leaders offer a toast, you can’t refuse.
Tian Xiang was speechless, and finally helped block a few, drinking two cups for Meng Cheng’an.
Not far off at another table, Liao Guobin asked Xia Yue, "Shall we go over and say a few words, propose a toast?"
They had worked in the same office for three years. Although Liao Guobin’s relationship with Meng Cheng’an was very average before, the man’s status and position are extraordinary now. If you can flatter him a bit, then do it, so he won’t hold grudges and find ways to make things difficult for him.
Liao Guobin was feeling insecure and wanted to make amends.
Xia Yue had a decent relationship with Meng Cheng’an, as they had been in the same group back then, and she originally intended to go greet him.
But now that Liao Guobin called her along, she didn’t want to go. She smiled and said, "You go with Lu Feng, I’ll go over later."
She’s not stupid; it’s obvious he wants to take advantage of her relations so Meng Cheng’an won’t show displeasure.
When the man was around initially, relations weren’t properly maintained. Now he thinks he can make amends.
Liao Guobin rolled his eyes in secret, later asked Lu Feng beside him, "Go?"
Lu Feng drank his wine, "Not going."
Ask him to apologize to Meng Cheng’an?
Liao Guobin softly reminded, "Aren’t you afraid? Given his current status, messing with us won’t require more than a word."
Lu Feng sneered, "You think he’s some prince in feudal society? I’m definitely not going today, I want to see what he really can do, someone who only relies on his family, you think too highly of him."
If it weren’t for Mr. Meng, what would Meng Cheng’an be!
Lu Feng was truly regretful now.
When Mr. Meng was taken away, he should have seized that opportunity to get rid of this guy. By then, with no only grandson in the Meng Family, what would the old man do even if he came back, seeing his grandson’s corpse, he’d probably die in anger.
Without Mr. Meng, the Meng Family would be nothing again.
Every time he thought about how he didn’t act at his weakest moment, Lu Feng was filled with regret!
His heart was too good before, missed so many good chances.
Look at that dazzling appearance of those two, so hateful, so resentful!
Lu Feng took another swig, his face already red.
Liao Guobin saw he truly wouldn’t go, hesitated a moment but ultimately refrained from joining the crowd.
There were so many people, he was also afraid Meng Cheng’an might ignore him, losing face.
This meal finally dispersed after nearly two hours.
Chen Yong originally wanted Tian Xiang and Meng Cheng’an to come to his house after the banquet, but Tian Xiang saw Meng Cheng’an’s handsome face drunk as red as a monkey’s behind, worried he’d get dizzy, so she didn’t go, taking him back to the Military and Political Institute on a bicycle.
Tian Xiang was wearing a dress, which wasn’t convenient for cycling, but there was no choice, just had to be careful.
Really, they initially planned to watch a movie in the afternoon, but in this state, nowhere could they go.
On the road, Tian Xiang complained to him, "Why drink so much? If you can refuse, refuse it. You say you won’t drink, no one would dare persuade you."
Meng Cheng’an hugged Tian Xiang, resting his head on her back with a sigh.
Tian Xiang: "What are you sighing for?"
Meng Cheng’an: "I didn’t know you could refuse, why didn’t you mention it earlier."
He hadn’t attended a wedding before, thinking he couldn’t refuse drinks on someone’s big joyous day.
When they arrived at the Military and Political Institute, the guard saw it was them, quickly opened the gate, and even asked if they needed assistance.
Tian Xiang: "No, no need, we’re good."
Meng Cheng’an was only flushed, needed a bit of support to walk.
When they returned home, Tian Xiang managed to get him to the room to lie down.
"Would you like to wash your face?"
Meng Cheng’an stared at her without saying a word.
Oh, his flushed face and half-closed eyes, especially lying on the bed, truly alluring.
Tian Xiang: "I’ll go get some water."
Can’t look anymore, or she might just jump on him.
Just as she turned, her hand was held by Meng Cheng’an.
"Xiangxiang, even though we’re not going to watch a movie, it’s nice to be back here. Just us, no one else..."