Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 223: His Attitude Matters

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: His Attitude Matters

Early in the morning, a slender hand stretched out from under the covers and turned off the vibrating alarm clock.

Meng Tian covered herself with the blanket, wanting to get some more sleep.

But the soreness in her muscles made her instantly wake up quite a bit.

Everything that had happened last night flashed through her mind like a passing glance.

From the bathroom to the carpet and then onto the bed, traces of their passionate encounter were left all over the room.

Because it was too intense, she felt like her whole body had been disassembled and reassembled, which was uncomfortable.

She mentally cursed the instigator.

Meng Tian let out a heavy breath.

After calming down for a while, Meng Tian finally got out of bed and put on her shoes.

But the moment her feet touched the ground, her legs gave way, and she fell to the floor.

Tang Jingyao, that maniac, had nearly killed her.

Gritting her teeth, Meng Tian propped herself up using the end of the bed and managed to walk to the wardrobe.

She intended to find a piece of clothing to change into, but once she pulled open the closet door, the rows of brand new clothes dazzled her.

These clothes looked similar to the styles she had bought before, but she usually bought clothes based on her mood and rarely went for luxury brands.

But all the clothes in this wardrobe were from luxury brands.

She casually picked one up, and the numbers on the price tag were frightening.

"Where are my previous clothes?"

Meng Tian walked out of the bedroom just as the housekeeper arrived to deliver breakfast.

"The Mister had them thrown out. These clothes were delivered early this morning from the boutique. The Mister said if Madam doesn’t like them, he will have the store continue to deliver until Madam finds something to her liking."

"No need," said Meng Tian. She wasn’t that extravagant.

Due to her professional reasons, she had always been casual about her attire.

The skirt Jiang Ying had worn away was the most expensive piece she had ever bought.

She did have good taste, though.

Tang Jingyao probably guessed she would harbor a grudge and dislike Jiang Ying rummaging through her wardrobe, which was why he had all the clothes replaced.

She had to admit, seeing this full wardrobe of new clothes seemed to ease some of the knots in her heart.

Not because the clothes were expensive, but because of that man’s attitude.

"Where’s Tang Jingyao?"

"The Mister left early in the morning."

Meng Tian felt frustrated.

Why was it that after the man had worn her out to the point where her legs were weak getting out of bed, he could still be sprightly and suave in his comings and goings?

They did have some differences in build and strength, but this difference completely exceeded Meng Tian’s understanding.

Meng Tian had just finished breakfast when she received a call from Ye Yan.

The two families’ villas weren’t too far apart, but neither were they close.

Meng Tian would usually stroll over, but today she asked the property management for an electric scooter.

The electric scooter stopped in front of the Fu Family’s gate, and the servants hurriedly came forward to open the door.

"Why did you come by electric scooter?" Ye Yan stood under the porch, looking at her with a smile full of amusement.

Meng Tian handed the scooter over to the servant and felt her legs were still a bit weak as she got off.

"It’s too hot, couldn’t be bothered to walk."

Ye Yan stared at her neck, smiling with a significant look, "Last night, there must have been a lot of mosquitoes at your place."

"Mosquitoes?" Meng Tian realized and quickly covered her neck with her hand, "Right, right, right, forgot to close the window last night, it was all those annoying mosquitoes."

"And Tang Jingyao, why didn’t he come with you?"

"He’s probably off with his first love, don’t mention him."

Meng Tian and Ye Yan entered the house together.

Fu Xingzhou was standing at the kitchen door talking to the chef. He nodded slightly at her as a greeting.

"What did you call me here for?"

"Xiao Zhun and Fu Xingrui will come over later. Xiao Zhun hasn’t seen you for a long time and has been clamoring to see his Sister Tiantian."

"Are you planning to introduce Fu Xingzhou to Xiao Zhun now?"

Ye Yan hummed softly, his smile tender.

"Although he’s not yet of age, he’s more mature than his peers. There are some things I should tell him the truth about. As for how he chooses to view and deal with this issue, I’ll let him consider and weigh it himself."

"What if he refuses to forgive Fu Xingzhou? Won’t you be in a difficult position caught in the middle?"

"That’s a problem for Fu Xingzhou to consider." Ye Yan glanced towards the kitchen. "Besides, it was his own suggestion to meet Ye Zhun."

"Not to mention anything else, just for this attitude alone, he deserves my support."

Ye Yan silently withdrew his gaze: "I want to give him a chance, and give myself one as well."

Meng Tian listened, her head bowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What about you? Don’t you plan to give Tang Jingyao a chance?"

"I don’t know." Meng Tian wore an indifferent expression, "Without him, I can still live, and live even more freely. He chases his first love, and I’ll look for my prince charming."

"Are you sure you can let go of him?"

Ye Yan’s gaze fell on her fair neck, "You say you don’t want him, but actually your body is quite honest."

"Read fewer romance novels, it’s better for the kids." Meng Tian rolled her eyes, "I’ll go ask Fu Xingzhou if there’s anything I can help with."

Watching her friend’s retreating figure as if she was fleeing, Ye Yan sighed.

Actually, it all mainly depends on Tang Jingyao’s attitude.

If Tang Jingyao is still hung up on the past, maintaining an entangled connection with Jiang Ying, then Meng Tian definitely couldn’t tolerate this speck of sand in her eyes.

In the end, she and Tang Jingyao could only part ways completely.

However, if Tang Jingyao had truly fallen for Meng Tian and no longer wished to dally with Jiang Ying, then he would have a chance to continue to love and be loved by Meng Tian.

Furthermore, Jiang Ying was also a crucial factor.

The first time Ye Yan saw Jiang Ying, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Although she always appeared weak and unassertive, showing humility and politeness to everyone,

Ye Yan always felt that she was a woman with deep schemes and a calculating heart.

Of course, this might also be his prejudice, as he was, after all, on Meng Tian’s side.

Approaching noon, Ye Zhun and Fu Xingrui arrived.

Today they officially began their summer vacation, each dragging a large suitcase, chatting and laughing along the way.

"Is this your second brother’s house?" It was Ye Zhun’s first visit to Zhou Shan, and he was stunned by the villa’s luxurious decoration, something he had only seen on television.

"Could it be possible that this is also your sister’s home?" Fu Xingrui twinkled his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Guess."

Ye Zhun gave him a punch on the shoulder, "You didn’t really encourage your second brother to chase after my sister, did you?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the front door swung open, and Ye Zhun turned his head to see his own sister.

Originally, it was Fu Xingrui who had invited him to visit and stay for a few days.

He hadn’t expected his sister to be there as well.

Furthermore, his sister was dressed in home clothes, looking every bit the lady of the house.

The young man stood frozen at the doorway, his clever brain struggling to comprehend.

Fu Xingrui, well-informed about the situation, could only pretend ignorance at the moment.

Otherwise, Ye Zhun would surely not rest until he had beaten him up.

"Sister, you’re here too." Fu Xingrui beamed with a wide smile.

Meng Tian emerged from behind Ye Yan,

"Sister Tiantian!" Ye Zhun exclaimed with delight, "It’s been so long."

Seeing that Fu Xingrui seemed to not recognize Meng Tian, Ye Zhun quickly explained, "This is Sister Tiantian, my sister’s good friend."

"Nice to meet you, Sister Tiantian. I’m Fu Xingrui."

Charming and sweet-tongued, Meng Tian stepped forward to help with the luggage. "Come in, it’s hot outside."

Just then, Fu Xingzhou walked out from inside the house, his gaze inadvertently meeting Ye Zhun’s.