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

Cheng family.

After Cheng Yan was taken back by the bodyguard, the servant told him that Cheng Xianzhi was in the study.

Cheng Yan nodded listlessly and took heavy steps upstairs.

He walked to the study door and found it open, and he could hear his father's voice coming from inside.

"Don't tell me that. You didn't even keep your promise to me."

Cheng Yan leaned closer and heard his father say, "You still have the nerve to ask me for compensation? I've already done more than enough by not taking back what I gave you."

"Alright, I don't want to say any more. Since things have come to this, I will arrange for Cheng Yu to meet with you as soon as possible. Don't feel wronged."

Cheng Yan sensed something was off about what he was hearing.

The implication is that this marriage alliance isn't as simple as it seems.

He frowned and decided to go in and find out.

Seeing that there was no one inside, Cheng Yan straightened up and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Cheng Xianzhi was in the tea room of his study.

He sat in a sandalwood chair, in front of him was a winding stream table with an exquisite set of purple clay teapots and teaware, which was quite expensive.

Cheng Yan walked straight over without even a greeting, and asked directly what she had just heard, "What kind of deal did you make with the Wang family?"

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard you, I heard what you said. I didn't even do what I promised you." Cheng Yan was unusually serious at this moment, showing none of his usual spoiled brat behavior. "What did you ask them to do? Was it about my older brother?"

Cheng Xianzhe did not answer him immediately. Instead, he picked up the purple clay teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"You don't need to worry about that. Just tell me why you're meeting with Wang Jin on his behalf."

This……

Cheng Yan's arrogance noticeably diminished.

He absolutely must not let his father know about what happened in Country Y.

"Can't I be curious? I'm your own son, and you don't arrange blind dates for me, but you do for him. Of course I want to go and see what kind of person he is."

"Hmph!" Cheng Xianzhe sneered. "Do you think I'd believe that excuse?"

Cheng Yan knew he didn't believe her, but she stubbornly refused to say anything, saying, "Believe it or not, that's how it is."

To avoid his father pressing him further, he returned to the initial topic, "Dad, what exactly did you do with the Wang family? And what does this marriage have to do with it?"

Cheng Xianzhi still didn't say anything.

Cheng Yan was extremely anxious. He scratched his head, and a sudden inspiration struck him, leading him to a conclusion.

He propped himself up on the table with one hand and voiced his thoughts, "You're not going to have the Wang family hire someone to kill my older brother, are you?"

Cheng Xianzhi's expression clearly froze for a moment, as if his secret had been touched.

Cheng Yan was slow to react in some ways, but now that he understood, he instantly lost his composure and blurted out "filial piety."

"Dad, are you sick in the head?!"

Master Cheng was a little confused: "..."

Cheng Yan continued, "He's your own nephew, my own brother! You must be crazy to do this!"

The next second after he finished speaking, Cheng Yan saw his father's face turn completely red, and he grabbed the teacup next to him and threw it at him.

Fortunately, he was agile and dodged it in a flash.

It's just a pity for that expensive purple clay cup.

It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

Cheng Yan felt that her father had truly gone mad.

He not only wanted to kill his own nephew, but he also wanted to murder his own son.

Master Cheng was furious, feeling as if all the blood in his body was rushing to his brain.

He pointed at Cheng Yan, furiously yelling, "You brat! I'm your father! How dare you talk to your father like that?"

Cheng Yan touched his nose, feeling a little scared, but his aura was not weak at all. "You are my father, but is what you did something an elder should do? My uncle died early. If he knew how you treated his son, he would be so angry that he would crawl out of his coffin to come and take your life!"

It's unclear what those words touched a nerve with Cheng Xianzhe, but his expression suddenly turned terrifying.

The words he spoke to Cheng Yan were also much harsher.

"Shut up! You have the nerve to say that what I did wasn't something an elder should do? Is what you did what a member of the Cheng family should do?"

Look at the state you're in every day! A spoiled brat, a wastrel, a complete waste of life!

You can lose 20 million US dollars gambling, why don't you just gamble it all away yourself? Do you know what people in Guangdong are saying about me and about you now?

"Cheng Yan, you've completely disgraced your father! You're utterly useless, only good for a life of debauchery. If I hadn't been cleaning up your messes, you'd be dead out there by now."

This was the first time Cheng Xianzhi had spoken so harshly to Cheng Yan.

It was also the first time Cheng Yan had realized that, in his father's eyes, he was also a good-for-nothing.

"Hahahaha." Cheng Yan laughed, her eyes filled with pain. "Well, I never knew that in your heart, I was such a despicable person. Now I know."

Cheng Xianzhe suddenly realized what he had just said. Seeing the hatred on his son's face, he wanted to say something to make amends.

But the so-called "face" of being an elder kept him from speaking.

Cheng Yan haphazardly touched his face, and when he looked up again, he had reverted to his spoiled brat demeanor. "I'm just a good-for-nothing, so what? If you're ashamed, I'll never come back to the Cheng family in this lifetime. Just pretend you don't have a son like me."

After saying that, he resolutely turned around and strode towards the door.

Cheng Xianzhe raised his hand from behind and stammered, "Ayan..."

But Cheng Yan didn't hear it.

He drove around Guangzhou several times before finally stopping at the seaside.

"Useless trash, ha!"

Cheng Yan gave a self-deprecating laugh and sat in the car, staring blankly at the shimmering sea.

Ye Mengtong arrived from a distance. After paying the driver, she got out of the car, took her things, and walked towards him.

She didn't approach immediately, but observed the area first before slowly walking over.

He seemed to be in a bad mood.

Ye Mengtong didn't know what had happened. When she walked to his car, she first knocked on the back window.

Upon hearing the sound, Cheng Yan turned her head and saw a girl standing with her back to the light, her chestnut curly hair swaying in the wind, as if countless golden lights were shining down on her from behind, making her sparkle.

"who are you?"

In his memory, there seemed to be no such person.

Ye Mengtong knew he definitely didn't remember her, but she wasn't disappointed. She took a few more steps forward and handed him the things in her hand, saying, "I've come to return your phone and ID."

Cheng Yan then got a clear look at her face.

Her round, almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright, shining like the sun on the sea. Her fair and flawless face had a touch of pink, like a ripe peach, delicate and dewy.

Her face was a classic oval shape, with small, naturally red lips, and a pair of dimples that were faintly visible when she smiled.

"Oh, thank you." Cheng Yan looked away, opened the car door, got out, and reached out to take it.

When he saw the phone, he suddenly remembered that at the airport, a girl had grabbed him and said that the phone had hit her.

Seeing him looking down in a daze, Ye Mengtong gently pursed her lips and said, "We were at the airport just now."

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Yan said, "You were the one who said I hit you at the airport, right?"

"Ah."

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to answer the phone, so I threw it away." Cheng Yan apologized so quickly that Ye Mengtong didn't even have time to react.

"It's okay." She gripped the bag's pouch with her fingers, looking a little nervous.

Cheng Yan didn't notice anything unusual about her, but seeing some redness and swelling on her forehead, he continued, "Let me take you to the hospital to get it checked out."

"Huh? To the hospital?"

Ye Mengtong's eyes widened, and she blinked twice.

Cheng Yan pointed to her forehead, "It's a little swollen."

Ye Mengtong tentatively touched it with her hand, and immediately frowned.

It really hurts a bit.

However, I was so excited to meet him that I didn't pay any attention to him at all.

"No need, it's not a wound, I'll just put an ice pack on it when I get back."

She felt awkward being alone with Cheng Yan, so she didn't want to go.

To everyone's surprise, Cheng Yan insisted, saying, "I injured you, and you even came all the way from the airport to return my phone. I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up now as an apology."

Finally, after opening the car door and getting in, he added, "After all, it hit his head. What if it makes him stupid?"

Ye Mengtong: "..."

The last sentence would have been better left unsaid.