Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 226 Si

Chapter 226: Chapter 226 Si

Mrs. Su saw that Old Hu was standing in front of her without saying a word, his face becoming even more unpleasant, "Old Hu, all these years, Jianteng’s fooling around outside, I’ve turned a blind eye, choosing to ignore it. Do you know why?"

Old Hu was shocked at heart.

"In the end, it’s all because of the Meng Family!" Mrs. Su said coldly, "The reason Jianteng has been neglecting me is because I’ve become estranged from the Meng Family over the years, right? Just because I couldn’t add luster to his career, he started looking for women outside..."

After speaking, a strong hatred surged in her eyes.

"Madam, Mr. has still treated you quite well over these years," Old Hu timely spoke up.

"Wasn’t it just giving me the position of Mrs. Su?" Mrs. Su said disdainfully.

Old Hu remained silent.

This was a couple’s conflict. The more entangled such matters become, the easier it is for one to fall into insanity. He better say less!

Seeing the other party pretending to be deaf and dumb, Mrs. Su found it quite dull, so she changed the topic, "Have someone watch An Ying’s side."

"There has always been someone observing her every move." Old Hu answered honestly.

"What has she been up to lately?" Mrs. Su squinted her eyes.

Xiao Mei carefully brought over a cup of chrysanthemum tea and handed it to Mrs. Su.

Mrs. Su took a small sip and then set it aside.

"She’s been looking for a job lately," Old Hu truthfully informed.

Upon hearing Old Hu’s words, Mrs. Su’s gloomy expression immediately dissipated, replaced by a smug smile, "An Ying, I never expected you would have such a day." Hearing that An Ying was forced to find a job to make ends meet, Mrs. Su was in a great mood.

Old Hu initially wanted to say something, but upon seeing the other party laughing happily, he left some words unsaid.

***

"Night Charm".

An Yin’s stomach occasionally sent sharp pains; her pale face under the light resembled the bright white of winter snow.

Noticing her peculiar state, Shi Qing whispered, "If you really feel uncomfortable, go rest in the lounge for a while. I’m here to watch."

An Yin shook her head, wanting to hold on a bit longer, but when the pain came again, she couldn’t stand steady and instinctively held onto the wall.

Seeing this, Shi Qing insistently said, "Go take a rest at once. If you cause trouble in front of the guests, wouldn’t it be even more serious?"

After thinking it over, An Yin also thought Shi Qing was right.

"Then I’ll sit for a while first." An Yin, with a faint sheen of sweat on her forehead, agreed.

"Go quickly," Shi Qing reminded.

An Yin, dragging her weary steps, slowly walked towards the locker room, where the lounge for their rest was located beside it.

With her head lowered, she walked close to the wall, trying not to bump into passing customers.

Coincidentally, at this moment, there came a commotion ahead, a few young lords were discussing something loudly, heading in her direction.

An Yin shrank back at the noise, lowering her presence. She slowed her pace, hoping they would pass first, as the corridor was too narrow.

"I heard from my bro that there’s a young beauty as gorgeous as a fairy hidden here." At this moment, one man, with a respectful look, turned to the person walking at the very back, then joked with some sarcasm, "Brother Meng, should I have that young beauty serve you later?"

"What beauties hasn’t our Brother Meng seen? Is there a need for you to be a matchmaker?" Another young lord jested.

"Exactly..."

"Haha..."

"..."

Instantly, a burst of banter erupted among the crowd.

The man walking behind didn’t even lift his eyelids. His solemn face showed no expression, as if the previous conversation wasn’t centered around him at all.

He walked with steady steps, and his outfit exuded refinement, his presence naturally noble, making him impossible to ignore. His facial features were impeccably perfect, with a tall nose bridge, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows extending into strands of dark hair at his temples.

Among the crowd, his appearance was truly outstanding.

With everyone engaged in discussion, he remained silent the entire time.

Soon, the topic became more and more suggestive. They were all from the same circle, and were quite adept at such affairs of love and moonlight.

The men’s obscene words were all heard by An Yin, causing her to blush as she stood there, just waiting for them to leave quickly.

However, things never go as expected!

When An Yin wanted them to leave faster, one of them sharply noticed her hiding in the corner.

"Hey, this little lady is wearing a uniform." One young lord approached An Yin, looking her up and down with ill intent, "Almost bowing her head to her chest."

"Haha, Master He, watch what you say, don’t scare her," another young lord pretended to intervene, yet his gaze was also fixed on An Yin.

An Yin could feel many people standing in front of her, the heavy pressure engulfing her. Plus, with her abdomen faintly aching, her breathing began to quicken. Perhaps overly nervous, her legs gave way, and she fell forward...

Those in front of her swiftly dodged aside.

As An Yin was about to fall, she saw a figure and used her last bit of strength to cling tightly to it.

Someone in the crowd gasped audibly.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, forgetting to pull the young girl away from Meng Sihan.

An Yin, dazed, held onto the person before her, only feeling a warmness in her embrace. She slightly tightened her grip, waiting for the pain in her abdomen to gradually dissipate before slowly looking up, only then realizing it was a tall man.

As An Yin looked up, the surrounding crowd fixed their burning eyes on the young girl, their gaze so intense as if they wanted to devour her whole.

The young girl at the moment was exuding a delicate and touching appearance, her exquisite and stunning face unforgettable after just one glance.

The girl’s beauty was utterly non-aggressive, showcasing charm in every frown and smile.

At this moment, An Yin’s knees bent slightly; if not for her arms wrapped tightly around the man’s waist, she would have fallen to the ground.

Their close posture in others’ eyes was a visual shock; a handsome man and a beautiful woman, simply a perfect match!

"Can you let go now?" Meng Sihan lowered his head, feeling the pair of soft, weak hands clinging to his waist.

The young girl was soft and delicate, her uniform making her appear somewhat childlike.

"I..." The man’s voice came from above, making An Yin tremble all over, speaking timidly, "My feet are numb; I can’t stand!"

Meng Sihan raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkening.

"Let go!"

He spoke icily, his tone laced with threat.

At this moment, his presence was imposing, reminiscent of a fierce tiger on the tropical savanna, filled with danger.