Grand Collection

"Misunderstanding, all you see is a misunderstanding," Kong Xin greeted calmly, turned around and went back to the bathroom, wiped his body indiscriminately, picked up his clothes and put them on, changed into a dog in a second, and walked out gracefully Bathroom, "Mr. Han came in time, hahaha..."

Han Ye had already entered the door with a livid face, "If I don't come in time, what are you going to do?"

"A Ye!" Meng Xin scolded.

Han Ye suddenly seemed to be stabbed, and a look of grief and anger slipped in his eyes, but he didn't show it. He just leaned his head and squinted at Kong Xin by relying on his height advantage, and said coldly, "Now, immediately, get out of the door."

"Han Ye, don't go crazy!" Meng Xin's face darkened, and she turned to Kong Dao, "I'm sorry, you should take a taxi back and stop driving. You drink so much, it's dangerous to drive."

Kong Xin nodded, slid his fingers obscenely across Meng Xin's cheeks, and lowered his voice evilly, "I'm leaving, what should I do if he bullies you?"

Meng Xin chuckled and pushed him out, "You're worrying too much."

Kong Xin smiled helplessly, walked out of the room, and stared at the four burly bodyguards in the corridor, "Cough, that...Meng Xin and I are innocent."

The bodyguards were expressionless, but their eyes were full of pity, "Hey, buddy, you have been caught and raped. Congratulations, your death is not far away."

Meng Xin closed the door, turned around and looked at Han Ye standing in the room, feeling a headache, "Why are you here suddenly?"

Han Ye looked at him quietly without speaking.

Meng Xin understood his character, so she didn't force her to ask, she poured a glass of water and put it on the table, "You must have not drunk water on the plane, your lips are dry."

Suddenly a strong force came from behind, Meng Xin stopped what she was doing, patted and hugged her arm tightly, "Childish!"

Han Ye hugged him tightly, buried his head in his neck, took a deep breath like a drug addict, and slowly released it, hugging him even tighter.

Meng Xin frowned, "You hurt me."

"Uncle Meng," Han Ye whispered, "I'm so scared..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll leave me," Han Ye secretly kissed his hair, but he didn't dare to touch his cheek, and murmured, "I'm afraid you don't want me anymore."

Meng Xin chuckled, "Are you stupid? When we first met, my life was so difficult that I didn't want you."

"It's not the same," Han Ye insisted. "At that time, you hadn't reunited with Kong Xin and the others, and they hadn't brought you back to the mainland. I know that Nanjing is your home. When you come back, you won't want to go to Hong Kong again. gone."

Meng Xin said calmly, "Nanjing is no longer my home, I have no parents, no family members, I am already dead to Nanjing."

"I'll be your family," Han Ye shouted excitedly.

Meng Xin broke away from his arms, put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him away, "No, you want to find someone who matches your age, family background, and appearance. You can form a family, uncle 33, old."

"You're talking nonsense!" Han Ye said, "You're not old at all. Is 33 old? My dad is still married to a female celebrity in his 60s..."

"Speaking like a child again," Meng Xin smiled wryly, looked up into his eyes, and sighed, "Aye, I've said it many times, the reason for rejecting you is because I don't love you, so I can't force it."

Han Ye lowered his head, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Then do you love that man just now? That Kong Xin? I checked, you grew up together, you said you loved the man you grew up with .”

"It's not him, don't mess around," Meng Xin's voice trembled. He knew Han Ye too well. The child was paranoid and insecure. Kong Xin had a very happy life.

Han Ye resented, "You protect him!"

"No, I just don't want you to mess around in the mainland. You are not established in Hong Kong, and no one will buy you here." Meng Xin and Kong Xin drank a bottle of Hennessy, even though I didn't like drinking. On the surface, he still looked calm, but his head was dizzy, and he said wearily, "Aye, I'm tired, you go back to your room."

"I didn't book a room."

Meng Xin looked up at him, "Go to the front desk and book a room."

"I dont go."

"Ah Ye!" Meng Xin lowered her voice, "You are too willful. You left your job in Hong Kong and rushed to the mainland without booking a room. What do you want to do?"

Han Ye ignored his reprimand, and glanced around the suite, "Your bed is big enough."

Faced with his ignorance, Meng Xin suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. The person in front of her was no longer a child who depended on her like that little frozen cat. He had grown up and grown up, and she could no longer control him.

Meng Xin opened the closet and took out her own clothes, "In this case, this room is reserved for you, I will go out."

"Uncle Meng!" Han Ye suddenly hugged him by the waist, threw him on the bed, overwhelmed him, and said unreasonably, "You can't go anywhere!"

Unexpectedly, he was pressed on the bed in a humiliating posture, and the strong male hormones enveloped him. Meng Xin was upset and embarrassed for a while, panting heavily, and sarcastically, "You called Uncle Meng, but you really treat me like that!" Uncle? If I have to leave, what will you do? Rape me? Imprison me? Han Ye, it turns out that you are just a beast in your bones."

"No," Han Ye let go of him in a panic, standing by the bed at a loss, "I...I didn't think so...I just didn't want you to leave...I...I received a call from you saying that you should stay longer For a few days, you don't know how scared I am, I'm afraid that you will never return to Hong Kong..."

Meng Xin sat up, covered the collar of her bathrobe, and said coldly, "I just want to stay and watch my friends get engaged, and then I will naturally return to Hong Kong. My antique business in Hong Kong has just started, and I definitely won't give up halfway."

"It's just because of the antique business..." Han Ye murmured.

"Yes," Meng Xin said cruelly, "Now I'm tired, you go out."

Han Ye slowly exited the room, "Uncle Meng, take a good rest."

Hearing a light click of the door, Meng Xin fell powerlessly on the bed. Drunken and exhausted, his temples were throbbing with pain. He pressed his hands on his temples and let out a long breath: Ah Ye, you have successfully inherited Jiaye, I can't help you anymore...

Han Ye walked out of the room, glanced at the bodyguard at the door, and lowered his voice, "Keep an eye on the door, and if anyone comes looking for him, please notify me."

"Yes, Mr. Han."

Because of a hangover, Meng Xin fell asleep until noon the next day. When she woke up, she smelled the fragrance in the room. When she opened her eyes, she saw Han Ye tiptoely putting a bouquet of champagne-colored roses into a vase.

Laughed helplessly, did this kid selectively forget all the quarrels last night?

"Are you awake?" Han Ye said, "You slept for a long time."

"I drank too much last night."

"What do you want for lunch?"

"Whatever," Meng Xin got up, went to the bathroom to wash up, walked out, and saw Han Ye who had already put lunch on the table, "When are you going to go back?"

"How about waiting for you?"

Meng Xin paused, "Then what about your work?"

"I brought Sherry with me, and Alice will send over the documents that need to be processed," Han Ye said, "I plan to play here for a few days, how about you as a tour guide?"

Meng Xin frowned, "Ask Sherry to arrange a tour guide for you. I'm already dead to this place. If I meet someone I know, it will have a bad influence."

Han Ye bowed his head to eat without speaking.

Playing childish temper again, but she always soft-hearted towards him unconditionally, Meng Xin sighed in the bottom of her heart, and said helplessly, "Okay, I will play with you."

"I knew you would agree," Han Ye laughed.

On a pleasant spring afternoon in April, Meng Xin and Han Ye were wandering around Nanjing. He wore a hat and sunglasses. The two of them walked through old streets and went to Meng Xin's school.

Han Ye was in high spirits, "Is this where you grew up?"

"Well," Meng Xin was not interested, and lowered the brim of his hat, "Tired? Let's go and have a drink."

The two sat in a cafe facing the street. Han Ye was as happy as a child on a spring outing. They had known each other for five years, and Meng Xin cared for him very much, but he didn't know much about Meng Xin's background.

At that time, I had just recognized my ancestors, but I couldn't integrate into that complicated family. I drank in the bar in the middle of the night and argued with others, so that I was beaten to death by the people sent by my brother. I hid in the dark alley behind the bar. , it was Meng Xin who took the night shift to pick him up and take good care of him, so that he got half of his life back.

Meng Xin knew everything about him, but he couldn't see Meng Xin's heart clearly.

Now, they are finally visiting Nanjing together, seeing the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the place where Meng Xin was born and raised, the two of them have seen the Drum Tower and visited the Qinhuai River, Han Ye secretly thought, this way, they really look like a couple.

"What are you looking at?" Han Ye came back to his senses, only to realize that Meng Xin had been staring out the window for a long time.

Meng Xin looked away, "It's nothing."

"Huh?" Han Ye turned his head to look out the window, and saw nothing special among the bustling crowd.

Meng Xin closed her eyes abruptly, her eyelashes trembling violently, trying her best to restrain her emotions.

Han Ye was startled, "What's the matter with you? What's the matter? Is there anyone outside?"

"No..." Meng Xin covered her eyes, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "I just regret...I hate myself...Why did I lose everything...friends, family... There is a confidant, a confidant..."

"Zhijun?" Han Ye's heart twitched suddenly, "Wen Zhijun? The person you love is Wen Zhijun?"

After Meng Xin followed Kong Xin back to Nanjing, he asked someone to investigate their backgrounds. He found out about the ancients and young men, the beauties, and the Wen family's young students who were all handsome and gentle, but they were congenitally ill, which broke the heart of countless idiots.

Meng Xin nodded, "Yes."

Han Ye suddenly became angry, and said cruelly, "But he...he has a girlfriend, and he is going to get married soon, so you have no chance."

"I knew I had no chance, so I was able to cheat my death heartily five years ago. I wanted to stay away from him. After a long time, I would definitely forget him," Meng Xin said in a low voice, "But no... it's been five years , I regret it every day, I lost five years of time with him."

"Don't think about it anymore, he is going to marry a woman, the eldest daughter of the Kong family, and she is still friends with you."

"But he doesn't love her!" Meng Xin clenched her lips, trying to restrain her emotions.

The bright red blood rolled down from between the teeth, and Han Ye said distressedly, "Don't bite your lip!"

Meng Xin shook her head bitterly, "I always thought they were happy, so I was able to let go... But I just found out yesterday that Zhijun doesn't love Sister Min at all, he is not happy at all, how can they get married ?”

"Don't you want them to get married?" Han Ye asked, "Then I'll kill Kong Min, so that they can't get married, Wen Zhijun can go to find his true love, Uncle Meng, you come back to Hong Kong with me, never come again Mainland, how is it?"

Meng Xin raised her head abruptly and said sharply, "Don't mess around!"

"It's not a mess," Han Ye held Meng Xin's hand across the table, and said seriously, "Whoever upsets you, I will make him unhappy forever."