Quick Wear: The Concubine is Seductive and Seduces the Mistress

"Mr. Meng, please cancel the engagement party."

Just these few words plus the house deed he gave me.

Meng Zhiyu looked like he was in a daze. He didn't know what to blame. Should he blame himself for deceiving others and now being found out, or should he blame himself for showing up too late.

He didn't know when Ayin found out, but what was certain was that she had known it for a long time, and what she said after getting drunk that day was not random. But why did she cooperate with him in the play and even kissed him after she knew it?

Does that mean that Ayin also likes him, but if that's the case, why does she suddenly want to cut off ties?

Meng Zhiyu couldn't figure it out, and he just wanted to go back and explain.

"Sir, curfew is almost here, you'd better not go out."

"I'll be back soon." Meng Zhiyu didn't care about so many things. He just wanted to go over and explain to Liu Fuyin, or ask her why.

Is it because Xie Yunhua is coming back?

Needless to say, when he arrived, the gate was locked. He tried to climb over the wall but was stopped.

In the end, it was Furong who stopped him, "Mr. Meng, please go back quickly. The girl doesn't want to see you. She also said that if you insist on breaking into her... she will report you to the police."

"But why?" If she had already discovered it, why did she suddenly want to cut off ties with him now?

Furong couldn't help rolling her eyes. The letter was written by the girl who was dressing her up and asked her to help write it. She was also shocked at the time.

Why? She also wants to know why!

But it didn't matter, the young master was coming back soon after all, and they were the ones who were in trouble in the first place, and the girl was just returning to her previous life, so Furong didn't have the time to argue with him, why did she even have to go and apologize to the girl.

"You know why in your heart. It's a problem between you two."

After saying this, Furong was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, leaving Meng Zhiyu standing on the wall in the cold wind.

But after blowing for a while, his mind was obviously much clearer. Seeing that the curfew was about to arrive and the patrol team would be here soon, he could only return home with a sullen face and told his people to investigate what was going on tomorrow.

The day remained the same, except that there was one less noisy person.

It wasn't really quiet, but when he came over, Liu Fuyin wouldn't let him in, and the man who spoke coldly to him didn't dare to climb over the wall. After five or six days in a row, he finally had two days of peace.

"Miss, you really haven't seen him?" It snowed for several days during the New Year. It was cold these two days when the snow melted, so both the master and the servant stayed in the house and did not go out.

Liu Fuyin was also bored at the moment. After all, she couldn't see and couldn't read books. However, she didn't tell Furong in detail, "Just don't worry about it."

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. The young master will be back soon."

Not only was he coming back soon, but he also received a letter yesterday asking about Liu Fuyin's situation and telling her not to worry too much.

Furong felt guilty whenever she thought of these things. She was actually helping outsiders to steal her young master's girl.

Fortunately, the girl did not blame her.

"I'm not hungry now, so you don't have to keep them busy." Sometimes when you have too much free time, it's easy to think about all sorts of things.

Just like now, nothing is happening. After all, she can't do anything because she can't see. The two men are not here, and sitting here she keeps thinking about the past.

Whenever she thought about how long she had been locked up in that small square courtyard and the looks of those people, she felt sick and sad.

In Furong's eyes, she seemed conflicted. What could she be conflicted about? It was probably related to Master Meng. Could it be that the girl also had feelings for Master Meng?

If this is true, Furong actually thinks it is normal. After all, the young master is good in every way except that he is too cold. Everyone in this mansion knows that the girl has feelings for him. The young master is also good to the girl, but he is too rigid, as if he lacks love.

As for Master Meng, he is gentle, interesting, talkative, and always coaxing girls. Who wouldn't like him!

"Miss, the Lantern Festival is in two days. If you want something new, you can ask the servants to prepare it in advance. You can also go to the restaurant for a meal. After all, this is your first festival here. It's your birthday, too, so you have to prepare it well."

If Furong hadn't said it, even Liu Fuyin herself would have almost forgotten it. What a coincidence, the original owner of this body was born on the same day as her, the Lantern Festival.

But she wouldn't have a good time alone, so Liu Fuyin didn't care: "Just come as usual. I'm not your master. Just get together and have a meal."

Furong originally wanted to say something happy to tease her, but after seeing that she showed no interest, she fell silent and simply went to prepare some fruit and brought it over.

While Liu Fuyin here might just be bored, Meng Zhiyu was really depressed for several days.

He had been bragging about it to his friends and had even talked about getting engaged to his "cousin", but when the day came, he was heartbroken to find that he no longer had a cousin of such a big age.

Especially when he asked his men to investigate, they found out that his mother had gone to see Ayin, and no one knew what they talked about during the visit.

But his mother had never shown any opposition to him and Ayin, so he was very conflicted.

In the end, he decided to go to the main courtyard. After making up his mind, he spoke very directly: "Mom, did you go to find A Yin without telling me?"

Mother Meng still had a calm expression on her face. "What do you mean by behind your back? I have been listening to you talking for so long. I was curious and I could not have secretly watched you. What's wrong? Did you have a quarrel with your daughter? Are you here to question your own mother?"

Her calm look when asking questions made Meng Zhiyu a little uncertain.

"Did you say anything to her?"

"I'm your mother. I asked you to respect me every day, but you came to question me. What else could I say? I just said a few words to her normally, saying that our Meng family doesn't care about the girl's family background. As long as you like each other and she is a pure girl, it's fine."

Meng's mother was speaking the truth. There was indeed nothing wrong with what she said. In Meng Zhiyu's eyes, Liu Fuyin was an innocent woman, but that was not the case in the eyes of others.

It was good for an orphan to live with her relatives, but she did not live in the Xie family, but in Xie Yunhua's private residence.

But this cannot be blamed on Xie Yunhua. His relationship with the Xie family is not like other people, and he does not live in the mansion. She is just his cousin, who was rescued from the Music Bureau. There is no way she can live in the Xie family.

This is how things are in this day and age. The two of them live alone in a mansion, and there is no head of the family. Even if they have nothing, people will still gossip about them, so people outside say that she is Xie Yunhua's mistress.

Xie Yunhua has also explained it, but no matter how much he explains it to those who don't listen, it's useless.

"Really?" They were all fine before, except for the fact that he lied to her. It was impossible for his mother to be angry just because she went to see him. Meng Zhiyu still didn't believe it: "Mom, you really didn't say anything else?"

"You're getting more and more outrageous. After all, my son has grown up and doesn't even believe what he says. I took the nanny with me at that time. If you don't believe me, just ask her. Why would I lie to you?" Meng's mother deliberately acted uncomfortable.

She has always been flawless in doing things, and has never even said a word of no. She just used her attitude to pressure people. As for what Miss Liu would think, it had nothing to do with her.

Meng Zhiyu smiled and scratched his head. "Mom, I'm just asking. Don't you want me to get married sooner? I'm just asking. Don't take it seriously."

"What's wrong? Are you really having a conflict? Or is it because of me?" Meng's mother's question dispelled Meng Zhiyu's doubts.

If it wasn't because of her mother, then Ayin's sudden change of hostility was most likely because he lied to her, but this didn't make sense.

The more Meng Zhiyu thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He just felt it was weird, so in the end he simply stopped thinking about it and decided to go and apologize first.

Time soon arrived at the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Meng Zhiyu had heard from Furong a few days ago that today was her birthday.

These days, apart from coming to her to explain, he had been choosing gifts for her everywhere. After choosing for a long time, he finally took the ones bestowed on him by His Majesty, which included night-shining pearls, finest brocade, etc. He took all the things she could use, plus the things he bought and asked people to find for him in preparation for his engagement. Except for some rare treasures, they were all things to wear and use.

Even some of what he wore were taken from his father's private collection. After all, he was a man and basically never bought these things. The good ones he got were given to his mother, and he felt that the rest were not worthy of Ayin.

Basically, after having breakfast on the morning of the 15th and informing his father that he would not go to the palace banquet, Meng Zhiyu came to Liu Fuyin's residence and waited for her. She basically did not go out during these days, otherwise he would not have not apologized until now.

It is said that the longer the night, the more dreams one may have. He always felt that if he didn't explain things quickly, it would be difficult to explain them later. So if he couldn't wait for her to come out today, he might as well climb over the wall and go in, even if she was angry and scolded him.

This is Ayin's first birthday in Beijing, and even Xie Yunhua has not spent it with her yet, so he must accompany her.

The first month of the year in the capital is very cold, especially the days before the fifteenth day. It snows every few days, but rarely after that.

Standing at the gate now, he could still see the tall pomegranate tree inside the courtyard wall. Its branches and leaves had fallen off long ago, leaving the tree bare. There was still some snow on the branches that had not melted. The temperature was low in the morning, and he didn't know whether it had rained last night or the snow had melted and remained. There were still a few small icicles under the eaves.

The Meng family's carriage had been sent back long ago, and several gift boxes were placed under the eaves. He just stood at the door like a man waiting for his wife.

There was a hawker on the other street across from the house. If he felt cold, he would go and buy some hot soup to drink.

He ran back and forth several times, and when he came back he saw new footprints on the snow in front of the door. It was probably the maid going out to buy something.

He had just leaned against the door when it suddenly opened from the inside. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have fallen again.

When he looked up, it was Furong who opened the door. He greeted her cheerfully as usual.

I don’t know whether to say that this is heartless or persistent.

Furong sighed helplessly: "Master Meng, I don't know what to say to you. You should go back. The girl won't see you. I estimate that our master will be back soon. You'd better not come here in the future."

The three words "Xie Yunhua" were indeed the fastest way to make the corners of his mouth droop, and Meng Zhiyu could hardly laugh anymore.

He pointed to the big box on the ground and said, "Furong, I don't mean to bother you. It's just that today is Ayin's birthday, so I came to give her this."

"I will deliver the things to the young lady. Mr. Meng, please go back."

"My presence here doesn't bother anyone. You don't have to tell her that I'm here again. I'll just wait for her outside. Look, the sun is warm today. I'll bask in it."

Furong looked up at the sky, but couldn't see any sunlight. The clouds blocked the sun completely. Even though it wasn't snowing today, the wind was still very strong.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"I just want to ask her why and apologize to her properly." Meng Zhiyu was attracted to her at first sight, and his love for her became stronger and stronger. He had never experienced the pain of love, so how could he give up so easily?

Even if she was really Xie Yunhua's mistress, he would still try it, not to mention that she was not at all, and the two of them had never broken through that level of relationship.

He was so stubborn that Furong couldn't persuade him anyway, so she just reminded him, "The girl probably doesn't plan to go out, so you're probably just waiting in vain."

He had never experienced the pain of love, and Furong had never even seen what love was like, so she couldn't understand it even more.

Not long after Furong went in, she brought two people to move the box he brought. The maids seemed to have a hard time carrying it.

Furong couldn't help but complain: "Did you pack a box of rocks? Why is it so heavy? Did you pack all your family property?"

Meng Zhiyu shook his head honestly, "Actually, I packed several boxes, and there are still many left, but it would be weird to bring them all together, as if I were proposing marriage, so I only brought this one."

Furong: ...

She suspected that this guy was not proposing to her, but was actually proposing to her!

"Put on this cloak, don't catch a cold, or you'll blame us girls."

"It's my own fault. I was playing outside and got cold," Meng Zhiyu quickly retorted. After taking it, he asked angrily, "Did Ayin know about it and let me send it to you?"

Furong couldn't help but roll her eyes at him again. Why did she feel that this Mr. Meng, who was the same age as her own son, looked so much dumber? I've never heard that love can make people stupider!

"If the girl hadn't given it to you, why wouldn't you wear it?"

When Meng Zhiyu heard this, he actually returned the cloak to her, "If not, I won't use it."

Furong: ...There is nothing but silence.

After staring at him speechlessly for a few times, Furong suddenly thought of something and ignored her identity: "Are you trying to play a trick on me? You've made a wrong calculation. Our girl won't know!"

Meng Zhiyu waved his hands repeatedly, and this time Furong really ignored him. He didn't know how long he had been inside, but snowflakes began to fall from the sky again. Look, even God began to feel pity for him.

Meng Zhiyu was feeling melancholy when the door behind him suddenly opened again, accompanied by a woman's sweet voice:

"How long have you been here?"

As soon as he saw her, Meng Zhiyu's mouth couldn't help but rise, his eyes brightened a little, and all the messy thoughts he had outside were thrown away, even the prepared explanations were forgotten, and he stammered like a young boy who met her for the first time, "Ayin, I miss you so much."