I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 473 The Fourth Young Master

Chapter 473: Chapter 473 The Fourth Young Master

But then again, what does it matter?

If a person always counts the gains and losses in everything they do, there is no meaning in living.

You looked at the person by your side and smiled.

No matter what, she was still Zhao’er, your Zhao’er.

You slightly opened your mouth and bit off half of a hawthorn from the sugar-coated haw skewer that Zhao’er handed to you, while Zhao’er unhesitatingly took the other half into her mouth.

And this action, typically shared between lovers, naturally caught the eyes of Meng Xiao and a man in white who happened to walk by at that moment.

Meng Xiao, gazing at Zhao’er whose figure haunted his dreams, couldn’t help but give a bitter smile and said to the man in white beside him, "White, the girl you mentioned, it wouldn’t be Zhao’er sitting there eating skewered candy haws, would it?"

"Zhao’er?"

Upon hearing this, the man in white savored the name, then a smile that could fascinate any woman surfaced on his handsome face, "Nice name."

"Come on, I’ll take you to meet them," he said.

But the man in white shook his head, "No need."

Meng Xiao looked at the man in white, a thoughtful expression on a face that could make any self-proclaimed pretty boy feel embarrassed, "White, I think you can see that she’s already spoken for."

The gaze of the man in white shifted from Zhao’er, his smile growing even brighter, "Meng Xiao, I am not you. In my life, I have always been the one in charge, my destiny is in my own hands!"

With that, the man in white turned around dashing and strode away.

Meng Xiao was about to follow him when you, seated inside the noodle shop, caught a glimpse of his retreating figure and waved at him, calling out, "Hey, Old Meng, over here!"

Meng Xiao’s stride halted, and he turned around with a slightly astonished look on his face. It was true that no one had ever used "Old Meng" to address him before.

Seeing Meng Xiao walking over with a somewhat awkward expression, you stood up with a laugh and clapped him on the shoulder like an old friend, introducing him to the three women with Wu Qiyi, "Ladies, allow me to introduce to you, this is..."

"Meng Xiao, the direct eldest grandson of the old and established Meng family of Yenjing, one of the Four Young Masters of Capital," Xi Yu interjected.

Wu Qiyi put down her chopsticks and added, "Naturally intelligent and fond of learning from a young age, he was apprenticed to a medical titan at the age of five, studied medicine for fifteen years, and has won multiple international medical awards."

Xian Qianling looked at you, who was somewhat stunned, and teased, "You blockhead, not even knowing the Four Young Masters of Capital."

"Uh... well... I’m Sculpted Silk, so it’s normal not to recognize the Four Young Masters of Capital," you replied nonchalantly with a smile, then asked Meng Xiao, "Old Meng, meeting like this must be fate, come on, sit down and have a bowl of beef noodles."

"Dumb, he’s one of the Four Young Masters of Capital. Normally, the least he’d frequent are star-rated hotels. He wouldn’t even set foot in such a small noodle shop," Xian Qianling teased you again.

In contrast to your thick-skinned self, Meng Xiao was somewhat embarrassed, especially after seeing Wu Qiyi and Xian Qianling.

He greeted the two women with a smile, "I never expected to encounter you two here. What a coincidence."

Xian Qianling obviously had no interest in Meng Xiao and responded nonchalantly while continuing to eat her beef noodles, "Yeah, and believe it or not, the beef noodles here really do taste quite good."

Wu Qiyi smiled politely and asked, "Young Master Meng, what brings you to Yuhang?"

Meng Xiao glanced at Zhao’er and seeing that she was focused on her skewered candy haws, which seemed more attractive to her than he was, he sighed inwardly and replied with a polite smile, "I’ve just returned to the country. There’s a medical conference happening in Yuhang soon, and I’ve been invited to attend."

However, Meng Xiao quickly realized that he didn’t expect the Young Master of the Luanfeng Pavilion to be sitting in such a humble noodle shop.

Xian Qianling saw right through Meng Xiao’s thoughts and said directly, "Stop wondering. The four of us are college roommates and besties. We got tired from strolling the lantern market, and some Sculpted Silk guy dragged us here for noodles."

And "a certain Sculpted Silk guy", that’s you, didn’t feel even a hint of discomfort from Xian Qianling’s cold mockery. Instead, you grinned and said to Meng Xiao, "Old Meng, since you all know each other, why not sit down and have a chat? Who knows, you might just figure out life as you talk."

"He’s not my type." Xian Qianling dismissed Meng Xiao with a single sentence.

"Clearly, our Miss only has eyes for Mr. Li."

Never a dull moment with these bombshells!

You finally understood the true meaning behind the name "Xi Yu"!

Meng Xiao, of course, chose to ignore what Xian Qianling said, but Xi Yu’s words stirred a thousand waves in his heart!

He had never imagined that even the Young Master of the Luanfeng Pavilion, well-known in international high society, would fall for you!

To confirm this, Meng Xiao quickly turned his head to look at Wu Qiyi.

As expected!

In Wu Qiyi’s clear, rippling eyes, Meng Xiao saw a depth of affection that was puzzling to others but which he could deeply relate to.

After his surprise, Meng Xiao stared at you, completely transfixed.

"Hey, bro, I’m not into that sort of thing!"

Meng Xiao patted you lightly on the shoulder and sighed slightly, "Mr. Li."

"Hmm?"

Seeing the disdain on your face, Meng Xiao couldn’t help but laugh and cry as he said "Take care of yourself," and then turned to walk away.

"What was that about?" you frowned, watching Meng Xiao’s departing figure, "Hey, Old Meng, what do you mean by that?"

Meng Xiao didn’t look back, nor did he clarify things. Actually, he had a slight ulterior motive; by not telling you about the man in white, he wanted to use this opportunity to test how genuine your feelings were for Zhao’er.

Even though he knew Zhao’er had never had a place for him in her heart, he genuinely hoped she could find happiness.

After Meng Xiao left, you chatted for a bit longer in the small noodle shop, and by then the rain outside had stopped.

"The rain has stopped, we should get going," Xian Qianling said as she stood up first, still feeling the night was young.

You looked at your watch and realized that it was past seven o’clock, and in an hour or so, Zhao’er would be going to bed.

Just as you stepped out of the noodle shop and were about to speak to the three ladies, you suddenly heard a familiar sound nearby: "Thump, thump thump..."

"It’s her!" You blurted out without thinking.

"What’s wrong?" Wu Qiyi was standing right next to you. Seeing the joy on your face, she naturally asked.

"She’s here!" You turned to look at Zhao’er and smiled, "Zhao’er, let’s go, I’ll take you to meet Grandma!"

"Grandma? What Grandma?" Xian Qianling quickly asked.

You then realized that Wu Qiyi and the others were not aware of Grandma Meng’s existence. Scratching your head, you told them, "We’re going to meet an old senior who helped me out a lot in the past!"