Ignoring his mother’s words, Meng Yifei went straight back to his room.
Mother Meng stood there for quite a while, suppressing her frustration.
Frowning, she pondered what she could do to make her son break cleanly with Shen Guqing sooner. Looking at her son’s lifeless state infuriated her further.
When Meng Yiran returned, she saw her mother frowning, "Mom, what’s the matter with you?"
Mother Meng saw her daughter had returned, "It’s because of your brother. He hasn’t been going to work these days, spending all his time running to see that seductive Shen Guqing, making himself look neither human nor ghost. Now it seems even our family resents him."
Meng Yiran laughed, holding onto her mother’s arm, "Mom, I have an idea, but I’m not sure if it will work."
Hearing her daughter, Mother Meng said, "If you have an idea, just say it, I’m worried sick and you’re keeping me in suspense."
Meng Yiran cleared her throat softly, knowing her idea was a bit underhanded, "Mom, you know Ling Keke, the second daughter of the Ling family’s third branch, is wholeheartedly devoted to my brother. Even though my brother got married all those years, she hasn’t married anyone and always asks me about him.
My brother and Ling Keke grew up together; isn’t she the perfect candidate?"
Mother Meng understood her daughter’s scheme right away, "But your brother doesn’t like her; if he did, it wouldn’t have come to Shen Guqing."
Meng Yiran coaxed, "It’s about making things happen. Besides, if my brother marries Ling Keke, it would be a great benefit for our family. If he could connect with the Ling family, what else would there be to worry about in his career?"
Initially, Mother Meng was worried about her son’s displeasure, but after hearing this, she was somewhat tempted.
Seeing her mother waver, Meng Yiran pressed on, "Mom, why don’t we figure out a way to completely separate my brother from Shen Guqing first.
Then, if my brother comes around, that’s great. If he can’t accept it, you can make the decision for him. After all, in his heart, it might not matter whom he marries."
Mother Meng didn’t agree immediately, "This matter is no small thing. I have to think it over."
If she really did it, what would she do if her son ended up hating her?
The reason Meng Yiran was helping Ling Keke was not only because she couldn’t get along with Shen Guqing but also to connect with the Ling family to get a job transfer.
Because the place she wanted to work at wasn’t where her father could intervene, Ling Keke hinted that if they became family, the Ling family would fully support them. Though not explicitly stated, she wasn’t foolish and understood what it meant.
Therefore, she continued to persuade, "Mom, right now Shen Guqing won’t easily forgive me. As long as I’m there, she probably won’t live well with my brother. Instead of continuing this mutual torment, it’s better to cut ties cleanly."
Mother Meng thought of the recent gossip in the compound about her family and her son’s behavior in recent days, making up her mind, "You’re right. Ah, children are debts. So, tell me, what do we do?"
Meng Yiran whispered a few words into Mother Meng’s ear.
After listening, Mother Meng’s expression was peculiar, "What if this gets out, will your brother be able to show his face?"
Meng Yiran whispered, "Don’t worry, if we don’t say anything, who would know? Besides, no matter what, Shen Guqing wouldn’t ruin my brother; after all, they were in a genuine relationship.
All these years, people said my brother always sided with me, but he truly likes Shen Guqing. They share feelings, and if word got out, wouldn’t she feel embarrassed?
Relax, if this works out, we won’t have to see Shen Guqing anymore, and the house will be calm. Let’s see how people in the compound dare mock us then; they might even be eager to curry favor with us."
Mother Meng was indeed swayed by the appealing picture painted by her daughter, imagining those people flattering her, feeling very pleased inside, "Alright, so when do you suggest we arrange this?"
Meng Yiran naturally preferred sooner rather than later, "Why not arrange it for tomorrow? It just so happens we can let her know, and she’ll surely believe it."
Mother Meng agreed after some thought, "Then let’s call her first thing tomorrow morning and have her come by after work."