Upon seeing this message, Meng Nianchu tightened her grip on the phone abruptly.
He knows where Wang Long is?
No one is willing to offer a free lunch. Meng Nianchu hesitated. Her fingers danced on the virtual keyboard, and then she sent a message: Who are you?
The email replied quickly: I'll be waiting for you at the Northeast Road Bar.
"Come on, things will be resolved sooner or later. Don't be too tense. Jun Ze has gone to the US for the negotiation on your behalf. He's always decisive. He should bring back good news. You've been busy all day. Go get some sleep first."
"What are you still looking at those materials for! You're not young anymore. Do you still think you can stay up for a whole day and night without any harm to your body? No matter how busy work is, it's not as important as your health. Isn't there still me! I'll handle it!"
"Hey, old woman, what are you staring at? Don't tire yourself out."
"Give it to me!"
Hearing the voices of Meng's father and mother coming from the room, Meng Nianchu took a deep breath. She picked up the coat thrown on the sofa and put it on. Then she quietly left Shangting and headed straight for the place mentioned in the anonymous email.
Even if it was really a trap, she had to take the risk to check it out. Otherwise, there was no other way at the moment. She couldn't just sit back and watch her father's half - life's hard work be ruined by a disgusting man like Wang Long!
She finally arrived at the destination nervously.
Meng Nianchu got out of the car. Looking at the unassuming small bar in the remote corner, her uneasiness grew stronger. She summoned up her courage and stepped inside. However, suddenly, a force hit her neck.
Her mind went blank with a buzzing sound. Meng Nianchu's vision darkened, and she fell to the ground with a thud.
The person standing behind her, well - dressed and holding a stick, let out a sneering laugh. Staring at Meng Nianchu lying on the ground, the hatred in his eyes deepened gradually.
...
In the luxurious presidential suite, Ying You'an leaned against the wall and stared at Meng Nianchu, who was still unconscious on the bed, with great interest.
Meng Rong took off the mask on her face and motioned for Ying You'an to lie down quickly.
"You're really ruthless. Aren't you afraid of killing her directly?"
Ying You'an walked slowly to the bedside. Meng Rong picked up the camera she had prepared: "It would be best if she's dead."
Just as Ying You'an was about to lie down on the bed, Meng Rong's eyes suddenly darkened: "Wait a minute."
He looked at Meng Rong curiously as she walked to the bedside. Seeing the intense hatred in her eyes for Meng Nianchu, he frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"
"She's pregnant with Mu Junze's child. Why does she deserve to be pregnant! Since she's fallen into my hands, it's God's will that this child can't stay!"
Meng Rong rummaged through the black backpack out of control and took out the abortion pills. She let out a strange laugh, with a ferocious expression: "I've been preparing for this for a long time and wanted to find a chance to make Meng Nianchu take these pills. Now I finally have the chance."
"You're crazy!"
Ying You'an immediately jumped out of the bed and snatched the abortion pills from Meng Rong's hand.
Meng Rong reached out to grab them back.
But Ying You'an pushed her to the ground directly.
"If you make her have a miscarriage in this place, neither of us can escape the consequences. You still want to get Mu Junze. If you kill his child, how can you get him? Can you use your brain!"
Scolded fiercely by Ying You'an, Meng Rong came to her senses a little. She staggered to her feet and stared at Meng Nianchu on the bed. Her hateful gaze seemed to burn a hole through Meng Nianchu's body.
Ying You'an was burning with anger: "You'd better put away all your crazy ideas. It's your business how you want to mess around, but now you'd better behave. If you cause any trouble, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
"Lie down." Meng Rong said coldly without any expression.
Ying You'an lay down beside Meng Nianchu with a gloomy face.
Meng Rong hid at the door of the room and adjusted the angle of the camera. She made sure that she could capture Meng Nianchu's face without getting Ying You'an's face in the shot, and the angle should look like a candid photo.
After taking several consecutive photos, Meng Rong walked into the room again to check her results. She glanced at Meng Nianchu, who was still unconscious, and sneered disdainfully.
"Let's see how you can fight me now!"
"Let me have a look." Ying You'an put on his clothes and took the camera to look through.
Meng Rong said sarcastically: "I heard before that when you came back from abroad, you fell in love with Meng Nianchu at first sight. And no matter that she was your cousin - in - law, you were very ambiguous with her. When I was taking pictures of you two just now, I was thinking, didn't you have any reaction with such a woman lying beside you?"
It was such a blunt statement.
Ying You'an's hand froze. He cast a cold look at Meng Rong.
Meng Rong continued with a smile: "Since we've already gone this far, why don't we make the fake situation real? It'll be more convincing."
"Are you shameless!" Ying You'an was filled with anger after hearing her words.
Meng Rong let out an "ouch": "What? Are you feeling sorry for her? I'm saying this for the sake of making things more stable and avoiding any mistakes. You want to take revenge on Mu Junze. Isn't this the best choice?"
"Ah!"
Ying You'an suddenly grabbed Meng Rong's neck: "I'm not interested in other men's wives."
"Y - you let go!" Meng Rong's face turned red. Her little hands struggled to break free from his big hand. She was almost out of breath.
Ying You'an exerted more force and then threw her to the ground without any mercy.
"Take your stuff and get out of here right now. If you breathe a single word about today's incident to anyone, I'll never forgive you!"
After Ying You'an's violent outburst, Meng Rong didn't dare to confront him anymore. Anyway, she had already got the photos, so there was no need to stay any longer. So Meng Rong immediately took the camera and left the room in a hurry.
Ying You'an slammed the door shut heavily. He sat back on the edge of the bed, looking down at Meng Nianchu. The strength in his body gradually dissipated, and his big hand unconsciously held Meng Nianchu's fair and delicate little hand.
"I didn't expect to meet you in such a way."
He lay down beside Meng Nianchu, his eyes fixed on her. His big hand slowly moved up and finally stopped on Meng Nianchu's abdomen: "She's actually pregnant with Mu Junze's child."
The force on his hand increased involuntarily. Maybe he touched Meng Nianchu painfully. Her finger moved, and then she opened her eyes. Seeing the strange room, she quickly sat up.
"Awake?" Ying You'an propped his head up with his right hand, his tone filled with a smile.
Meng Nianchu glanced at her clothes nervously. Seeing that they were all still on, she felt relieved. Then she scanned the room warily and angrily questioned: "Why am I here? Did you knock me out? What do you want to do!"