100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

Having been in charge of the Meng family for many years, Meng Yunting's temper and intimidation as a long-time leader were not to be underestimated. As soon as he said this, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

These two words caused Meng Tingwan's emotions, which she had been trying to control all night, to crumble in an instant.

"Kneel down? Kneel on that cobblestone road outside?!" Meng Tingwan stood up, almost shouting, "Then I'll tell you right now, I won't kneel!"

"Xiao Wan, you've really gone too far." Meng Yunting hadn't expected her to disobey him, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Meng Tingwan laughed, her eyes glistening with tears, filled with a profound sense of heartbreak.

"So what if I'm being outrageous! I don't acknowledge this mother, and I don't acknowledge you as my father either. You brought me back today just to get me married, didn't you? I won't get married. Forget about it now."

After she finished speaking, no one present said anything; they just watched as Meng Tingwan, who was on the verge of collapse, vented her frustration.

Huo Lin'an, in particular, showed even stronger emotions and interest than when he first saw Meng Tingwan.

The seemingly aloof and reserved actress Meng Yinghou is actually quite different in private; probably no one would know this.

I was really right to come today, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed it myself.

Lu Ke leaned against Meng Yunting's chest, glancing at Meng Tingwan every now and then.

Having witnessed her madness firsthand, she could only cower in the man's arms in fear.

Meng Yunting's face was gloomy, as if he was on the verge of anger, but he remained silent.

Meng Tingwan licked her dry lips, picked up her bag and stood up. Before leaving, she looked at her parents and said, "She's right. I did it on purpose when I was a child. Otherwise, why would the Meng family only have me as the heir?"

Watching her turn and leave, Huo Lin'an and Meng Yunting exchanged a glance, and then Huo Lin'an chased after her.

"Aunt Guo".

Meng Yunting subtly pulled Lu Ke away from his embrace, "Take Madam upstairs to rest."

"Yes."

Knowing her place, Guo's mother didn't dare to say anything more and could only help Lu Ke leave.

Once they left, only Secretary Liang and Meng Yunting remained in the reception room.

"Liang Zhi".

"Yes." Secretary Liang took a few steps closer.

The anger from before was gone from Meng Yunting's handsome and rugged face; instead, there was a hint of calculation in his expression.

He was always good at hiding his emotions, and even Liang Zhi, who had been with him for so many years, never really understood his temper.

"Go and check on Xiaowan's situation abroad. I need all her information, including when she was sick, which hospital she went to, what medicine she took, and everything else."

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away."

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At the entrance of the Meng family's old mansion, Meng Tingwan noticed the person following her out. She turned around, looked at him, and gestured with her chin to the side, "Is that your car?"

Huo Lin'an didn't react immediately, and instinctively nodded, "Yes."

Give me the car keys.

Meng Tingwan reached out her hand.

"Can you drive?" Huo Lin'an asked doubtfully.

Given how agitated she was just now, if she were to speak out, tomorrow's trending topics might be about their deaths.

Meng Tingwan pursed her lips speechlessly, "You're the person my dad found to marry, right?"

"Yes."

Huo Lin'an nodded.

"That's good. I said I wouldn't get married, but I didn't say I wouldn't marry you. Maybe after we get to know each other tonight, I'll want to get married."

Meng Tingwan walked over, skillfully reached into his pocket, took out the car keys, and pressed a button.

The black Land Rover parked there immediately lit up twice.

"Let's go, get in the car, take me home."

Huo Lin'an stood there, watching Meng Tingwan walk gracefully to the car in her flat leather shoes, open the door and get in, his mind blank.

Is this woman schizophrenic?

She came out of there less than two minutes ago, and her mood changed so quickly.

"Drip drip"

The car horn brought Huo Lin'an back to his senses.

Meng Tingwan had already driven the car to his side and even rolled down the passenger window, calling out to him considerately, "What are you standing there for? Get in the car."

Huo Lin'an was still a little scared, but he still went up anyway.

Just die.

On the overpass, the streetlights on both sides illuminated the road surface brightly, and a black sports car sped along it.

Inside the car, Huo Lin'an gripped the seatbelt with one hand and the handle tightly with the other, swallowing hard repeatedly.

Meng Tingwan pressed the accelerator, and even glanced at his appearance, smiling brightly and arrogantly, "So scared?"

"No."

"No?" Meng Tingwan raised an eyebrow, released one hand, and unbuckled his seatbelt.

Huo Lin'an felt the pressure on his hand lessen, looked down, and saw that his seatbelt was undone. "What are you doing!"

He cried out, sounding somewhat devastated and pitiful.

Meng Tingwan glanced at him. "Didn't you say you weren't afraid?"

"I..." Huo Lin'an was on the verge of tears.

What kind of person have I offended?

After exiting the overpass, Meng Tingwan drove her car onto a side road.

This road was newly developed, there were few cars, and no streetlights, so it was pitch black.

"Where is this?"

Huo Lin'an looked around, his heart pounding.

Didn't you say you were going home? This is more like going back to the cemetery!

Meng Tingwan slowed down a bit and replied, "Can't you tell? I'm taking you home."

Huo Lin'an: "..."

Damn it, his home isn't even here!

"Miss Meng, I'm begging you, please let me go. I don't know anything about your affair with Chairman Meng, and I don't want to know. Can't I just call off the marriage?"

"Of course not."

Meng Tingwan turned her head and smiled charmingly at him, but in this situation, Huo Lin'an felt a chill run down his spine.

"Because I suddenly realized that you're not bad."

Huo Lin'an was truly speechless with bitterness. "No, you don't even know my name, so how can you think I'm so great?"

"Then what's your name?"

"Huo Lin'an."

He blurted it out unconsciously.

Meng Tingwan blinked. "Now I know."

Huo Lin'an: "..."

"No, Miss Meng, you don't seem like the kind of irrational person."

“That’s just a persona; tonight is the real me,” Meng Tingwan said. “How old are you?”

"twenty-three."

Huo Lin'an didn't know what was wrong with him tonight; it seemed like he would subconsciously answer whatever Meng Tingwan asked him.

"It doesn't look like it."

How big is it?

Thirty-two.

Huo Lin'an: "..." He shouldn't have asked.

Seeing his silent expression, Meng Tingwan found it amusing. "What? Don't you like to hear the truth?"

"Hahaha." Huo Lin'an chuckled a few times, forcing a stiff smile. "I like it."

"Oh." Meng Tingwan nodded seriously. "I just don't like listening to that."

Huo Lin'an was speechless again.

He didn't know before how chatting could end up killing the conversation.

Now I finally know.

Meng Tingwan continued driving on the dark road, then changed the subject and continued:

"I was wondering how a 32-year-old could be afraid of death, but it turns out he's only 23. He hasn't lived enough yet."

"So you mean you've had enough of living?"

Although she always managed to kill the conversation, Huo Lin'an still wanted to continue the conversation.

"I've had enough of living." Meng Tingwan turned to look at him, her gaze so calm that it gave the impression that she was about to die at any moment.

Huo Lin'an shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Let's not talk about this today.