Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 37.2 : Meng Ting, thank you for your willingness to marry me

“Pfft…hahaha!” Yan Manjia laughed louder and louder, then her laughter became more and more exaggerated.

“Show respect to the wife of your Elder Brother as a mother my foot! Did you raise me? Or, did you give guidance to me? Give me a break. Let me tell you this. The fact that you hounded my brother to death back in the days…I’ll remember that all my life. Yan Sui remembers it, too. That’s…”

Yan Manjia did not say anything further. She just turned around and left. She did not want to deal with He Wan’s unsightly look.

When the Mengs came out after dinner, they saw Yan Sui took Meng Ting to talk with his circle of friends.

Yan Sui still had his usual expression—serious and indifferent. Meanwhile, Meng Ting’s expression already returned to normal. Although he did not talk much, he would occasionally look and laugh at Yan Sui, then nod at the speaker.

Yan Sui’s gaze on Meng Ting was a bit softer than that on others. Of course, only those who were familiar with him could see this well.

From this point of view, it seemed that bringing Meng Ting’s grandmother here had no effect at all.

“…it seems like when the invitations were sent and the guests came, Elder Brother Yan didn’t like it, but he had to pretend like he likes it.”

Meng Xiao held his arm, then he looked at Meng Ting, and naturally, he remembered that day when Meng Ting broke his arms. It was an undeniable fact that they hated each other. Since then, he did not hold up on using the utmost malice to speculate on Meng Ting’s current plight and even hereafter.

When he thought like this, Meng Qin, and even Meng Jiang and Meng Bo, thought like this as well. Even Su Siyu, who came with Old Madame Su later on, thought so after hearing it.

He supported Old Madame Su and step by step, they walked toward Yan Sui and Meng Ting. He looked at Yan Sui with plain and unabashed eyes.

Su Siyu looked so delicate, so many people could not help but look at him, but this did not include Yan Sui, nor did it include Meng Qi, who was worried about Meng Ting.

When they came over, Yan Sui was in the middle of whispering and talking with Meng Ting. All of a sudden, Yan Sui raised his hand and wiped the corner of Meng Ting’s mouth with his thumb. Just now, he sneakily stuffed a dessert into Meng Ting‘s mouth. There were a few crumbs that smeared his mouth. In fact, if only they were not in front of many people, Yan Sui would have been more than willing to help Meng Ting wipe his mouth clean in some other way.

Meng Ting licked his lips, then swallowed the tasty treat. After that, he gently smiled at Yan Sui and said, “It’s tasty.”

Yan Sui patted Meng Ting’s hair and gently rubbed it first before he withdrew his hand. He whispered, “I’ll get you another one later.”

“Okay,” Meng Ting nodded and when he looked away, he saw that Su Siyu and Old Madame Su were already in front of them.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Siyu for a while, then he subconsciously drew a little closer to Yan Sui.

“Yan Sui, this is Meng Ting, right?”

“This is my wife, Meng Ting,” Yan Sui answered Old Madame Su’s question, then he looked at Meng Ting beside him and introduced her to the boy. He said, “This is the Su family’s old madame. It’s best that you address her as Old Madame Su.”

Meng Ting nodded when he heard him, then he addressed the old lady, “Hello, Old Madame.”

Old Madame Su was slightly taken aback when she heard him, then it suddenly dawned on to her that Yan Sui might have vented his anger out on her. She feared that it was because Su Siyu was standing beside her. Otherwise, with her and Yan Sui’s grandmother’s relationship, he would have let Meng Ting call her grandmother too, instead of addressing her in such a strange manner.