Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

Meng He caught a cold after returning home.

He chose to call the police regarding the threats he received.

He did not want to acknowledge Chairman Li as his father.

When Meng's father found out, he also supported his decision to call the police.

Mrs. Li was shocked to learn that her son had been taken to the police station and rushed there.

Mrs. Li requested to speak with Meng He alone.

"Meng He, although it's unfair to say this to you, I hope you can let Xiao Ze go and stay away from the Li family. If it's money, six million, what do you think?" Madam Li's attitude was relatively gentle at this point, and she took out the gift contract she had prepared earlier.

Meng He looked at Madam Li in front of her; she still possessed a certain charm and seemed like a reasonable person.

"Mrs. Li knows that I finally got into Peking University, and I don't want to give up. I can promise you that as long as Mr. Li stops threatening me and my father, Meng Chuanxing, I will let bygones be bygones. As for the Li family, I have no interest in them. As far as I know, Chairman Li is currently recuperating at home. Is it because Chairman Li's condition is not good that you are so eager for me to leave Beijing?"

"What do you want to achieve by asking these questions?"

"Chairman Li probably doesn't know he has an illegitimate son like me. I didn't record the part in the recording where Chairman Li revealed my background. When the police questioned him, Chairman Li was unwilling to reveal my true identity. I think Chairman Li doesn't want my identity to be made public, and neither do I. If Mrs. Li gives me six million, I can pretend I don't know. I can also voluntarily give up my inheritance rights after Chairman Li's death, so that even in the future, I will not pose any threat to Chairman Li's inheritance."

"Why should I believe you?" Madam Li frowned.

"Then why does Mrs. Li trust my mother?" Meng He smiled and said, "Since Mrs. Li is willing to talk to me, it means she thinks I might agree. I just want to be a lawyer and I am not interested in the Li Group."

“It’s because I trusted her back then that you’re in this mess!” Madam Li replied.

"To be honest, if it weren't for Mr. Li, my dad and I would have thought my biological father was dead for the rest of our lives. After all, my mom has never mentioned my biological father in all these years, and she doesn't know about your deal."

Meng He was still very sincere. Compared to Mr. Li, who would threaten her life at the slightest disagreement, Meng He was more willing to cooperate with Mrs. Li, who was reasonable and would even give her money.

Madam Li frowned, looking at Meng He and pondering the sincerity in his words. Her husband had been diagnosed at the hospital and was given at most a week to live. The other illegitimate children had all been scared away by Xiao Ze, and soon the Li family would be theirs. She couldn't afford any mishaps.

"I imagine Chairman Li has had quite a few romantic entanglements over the years, and I'm probably not the only one with inheritance rights, otherwise he wouldn't be so adept at threatening people. I'm easy to talk to. I'll take the 600 million you voluntarily gifted me, and we'll leave each other alone and live our own lives, how about that?"

"You better keep your word!"

Mrs. Li chose to trust the mother and son one more time. Meng He's mother was the most obedient mistress she had ever met in all these years. She would disappear as soon as she was paid. If she hadn't seen Meng He's face and checked his information, Mrs. Li would have really forgotten about this person.

"It's a pleasure to work with you."

Meng He and Mrs. Li signed the voluntary gift contract.

Mrs. Li has signed quite a few voluntary gift contracts over the years.

"Don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't worry, I won't change my mind since I've already promised."

Meng He nodded.

When Li Boze came out, he stared intently at Meng He. Meng He politely said goodbye, as he was going to get his money.

Six million is the price for the blood he lost.

"Mom, do you really think he won't fight for the inheritance anymore?" Li Boze didn't quite believe that someone would give up so much property so easily.

Madam Li replied, "His mother is a trustworthy and decisive person. It's only a week at most. Even if he wants to fight for it, do you think you can beat him, a mere boy who has just come of age and has no backing?"

Li Boze remained silent. "Wouldn't that mean we just gave away 600 million for nothing?"

"Six million is nothing, I have plenty of money," Madam Li said confidently. She continued, "You should focus on that guy surnamed Chen. He has the Chen family behind him. Although he's not an adult yet, he's only two years away from adulthood. He's such a grown man, yet he can't even tell what's important and what's urgent. I, at my age, have to come to the police station to bail him out."

Mrs. Li left with a look of disdain.

After hearing this, Li Boze frowned and pondered for a moment before getting into his car and heading to the company.

Luckily, he was taken to the police station while he was at the villa. If he had been arrested at the company, it would have been incredibly embarrassing.

There's still half an hour until the afternoon meeting starts, so I can still make it back.

After receiving 600 million, Meng He told his father about it, and his father respected his choice.

Over the years, Meng's parents gave birth to a younger brother, Meng Yi, who is four years younger than Meng He and is fourteen years old this year.

When Meng Yi heard that his brother hadn't abandoned him and his father, his lips already curled into a smile. He was even happier when he heard that there was still 600 million left.

"Brother, brother, let's go see a racing competition! There's a special racing competition going on recently, and I really want to see it!" Meng Yi hugged Meng He and pleaded.

He didn't dare mention it before because he didn't have much money, but now that he has 600 million, it shouldn't be too much for him to go watch a car race!

Meng He nodded, "Dad, let's go relax together too!"

Meng Yi had already bought the tickets using Meng He's phone.

Mencius' father nodded.

He didn't quite understand these things about young people, but seeing his two sons happy made him happy too.

Because I bought the tickets a bit late, only the farthest seats were available.

But it would be great if we could go. Meng Yi wasn't picky; of the three, only Meng Yi was interested in this, so it didn't matter where he sat.

With the tickets bought, Meng Yi began his excited preparations.

Meng He received a call from Mrs. Li informing her that Mr. Li's father had passed away.

Madam Li made all the necessary preparations, first acknowledging his right to inherit, and then having Meng He state that she voluntarily relinquished her right to inherit.

The staff repeatedly confirmed with Meng He whether it was voluntary, and seeing that Meng He was relaxed, they believed that Meng He was willing.

Mrs. Li finally felt relieved after all the procedures were completed, thinking that her child was really obedient and that the 600 million yuan had not been wasted.

Meng He knew exactly what Madam Li was thinking, and he didn't mind at all.

On that day, the competition began, and the three of them arrived at the stands on time to take their seats.

Meng He didn't pay much attention to the race on the field; he really wasn't interested in it. It wasn't until all the competitors got off their bikes and took off their helmets that the big screen showed each competitor's face, finally freezing on the camera shot of the champion.

Meng He stared at the face on the screen, which overlapped with the face she had seen in the sea that night, except that the fish-fin-shaped ears were gone, and the light golden hair was no longer shoulder-length.

"Little fish..."

Meng He murmured unconsciously.

Meng Yi looked at his brother's mouth and thought he seemed to be saying something, but the scene was too noisy and he couldn't hear clearly.

Meng He looked at the introduction on the screen—Su Shengyuan.

When she left, Meng He was still absent-minded. That night, lying in bed in her rented room, she kept thinking about Su Shengyuan's face.

"Perhaps it's just similar?"

Meng He comforted herself, thinking that she was probably overthinking it.