Quite so. As the son of the hidden lord, He Ka Lingchuan had the capital to be arrogant.
"Are you seventy or eighty years old? How dare you call me a child? He Ka Lingchuan, I'm warning you, stay away from her, or don't blame me for not holding back my fists."
The violent bodyguard was online, and everything was decided by combat power.
Looking at He Xiao Mingjin, who was as delicate and weak as a little lamb, Meng Jingwei finally understood that she had misjudged him. She thought he was clean and fair-skinned, with no strength to even kill a chicken, but now it seemed he had quite a temper.
"You dare to touch a single hair of mine? I promise you'll walk in upright and be carried out horizontally!"
"Don't think you're so great just because your mother is He Ka Qing Tang. How many more days do you think she can sit on the throne of the hidden lord?"
...
The two of them bickered back and forth, and Meng Jingwei's head started to ache. She got up and left the private room, and Han Junyan followed her out.
As they walked down the stairs, Han Junyan once again handed the bracelet in his hand to Meng Jingwei. "Keep this. I don't have a habit of taking back what I give away."
"No need."
Meng Jingwei glanced at the bracelet in his palm and refused.
Leaving the tavern, Meng Jingwei didn't even say goodbye to Han Junyan. She turned and left directly.
When she returned to the residence, she found that He Xiao Mingjin had not yet returned.
Old Chen Tou saw her walk in. "Why are you alone? Where's that kid Mingjin?"
"Ran into an acquaintance and went to chat."
Meng Jingwei casually made up an excuse, then had no mood to listen to Old Chen Tou. Her gaze involuntarily turned towards the kitchen. Hearing the sound of stir-frying inside, she felt a tickle in her heart. She really wanted to go in and see, but she was afraid of being discovered, so she obediently went upstairs.
After resting in the room for a while, someone knocked on the door. "Miss, it's time to eat."
It was Qing Mu Ye.
Meng Jingwei's heart leaped with joy upon hearing his voice. She quickly went to the door and opened it.
However, as soon as the door opened, Qing Mu Ye walked in directly, wrapped his arms around her waist, and entered the room. He pushed her against the door and leaned down to gently bite her lips.
"Hiss..."
Her lips stung, and she gasped, reaching out to pat Qing Mu Ye's chest. "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"
"Don't worry, they are busy teaching your loyal personal bodyguard a lesson right now."
"What do you mean?"
Meng Jingwei didn't understand.
The man raised his hand and hooked her chin. "I didn't realize my wife was so charming. You've only just arrived at the Hidden Clan and you've already made two men fight over you. Tsk tsk... You make your husband feel very insecure. What should I do?"
His magnetic voice, filled with an undeniable sense of grievance, made Meng Jingwei want to laugh and feel heartache at the same time.
She puffed out her cheeks and grinned. "Not at all. I just met He Ka Lingchuan today. That guy had ill intentions towards me. I'm not stupid, can't I see that?"
"Really?"
Qing Mu Ye raised an eyebrow. His carefully styled face was no longer as handsome as before, even a bit ordinary. However, when he reined in his aura and revealed his imposing presence, one could still feel his inherent nobility.
"Of course."
Meng Jingwei raised her arms and hugged Qing Mu Ye's neck, standing on tiptoe to place a kiss on his lips. "Compared to my husband, he's far inferior."
"Where is he inferior?"
The man asked with a wicked smile.
"He's inferior in every way."
"Is that so?" He drew out his words. "You've only met him once, and you already know he's inferior in every way? How come I don't know that my wife has developed such incredible abilities now?"
Caught off guard by the suggestive remark, Meng Jingwei almost didn't react.
"I'll tell you secretly tonight. Let's go, hurry down, otherwise, we'll be in trouble if they find out." Meng Jingwei pushed Qing Mu Ye away, opened the door, and ushered him out.