The disparity in their family backgrounds made her quell all the anger in her heart.
Afraid of disturbing He Mingrun, she didn't open her eyes and continued to sleep.
Too tired, she slept all the way to the airport.
She only woke up when He Mingrun called her.
"Sorry." Meng Yuan felt very embarrassed. He Mingrun had invited her to sit in first class, yet she had slept through the entire flight.
"Have you been very tired these past few days?" He Mingrun looked at her with concern.
"Yes!" Meng Yuan nodded. It was all because of you.
She smiled gracefully, her gaze sliding over He Mingrun's heart like warm spring water.
"Let's go." Meng Yuan slung her backpack over her shoulders.
He Mingrun watched her retreating figure as she disembarked. He knew she would avoid him.
He Mingrun pursed his lips slightly, glanced at her seat, and saw her forgotten phone. He picked up the phone and followed her.
Meng Yuan, who had walked to the door, suddenly remembered she had forgotten her phone.
She turned abruptly to retrieve it, only to bump into someone.
A clear, faint scent enveloped her, bringing a sense of comfort.
Meng Yuan had never been drawn to a man's scent before.
Shu Cheng's scent was merely that of laundry detergent and perfume, but He Mingrun's scent was uniquely pleasant and reassuring.
He Mingrun instinctively held her, encircling her slender waist. He rested his head in the crook of her shoulder, his eyes closed in longing. "Yuan Yuan, what's wrong?"
Meng Yuan felt his subtle movements, stiffening for a moment before relaxing her body and leaning into He Mingrun's embrace.
She slowly extended her arms, hugging He Mingrun. After disembarking, she wondered what their relationship would be like.
After a long while, Meng Yuan stepped back, smiling brightly at He Mingrun. "What a warm embrace, thank you!"
The awkward atmosphere was thus skillfully diffused.
He Mingrun also offered a faint smile. "It's always available for you to borrow."
"Thank you! I forgot my phone," Meng Yuan said with a smile.
He Mingrun waved the phone in his hand. "Little forgetful one, I've already gotten it for you."
Such an indulgent remark made Meng Yuan's heart blossom with joy.
But they did not show their feelings too obviously.
"Thank you!" After receiving her phone, they finally headed out.
At the exit, He Mingrun said, "Yuan Yuan, let's go together."
Meng Yuan glanced at him. "Nuannuan is coming to pick me up."
A flicker of disappointment crossed He Mingrun's eyes, and he said no more.
As they walked out together, He Mingrun spotted his assistant driving a car.
If Jiang Nuan hadn't arrived yet, Yuan Yuan could have taken a ride with him.
They stopped in front of the car. He Mingrun was about to ask Meng Yuan where Jiang Nuan was.
When he saw his mother emerge from the car, accompanied by Yang Minjing.
Yang Minjing was wearing a black evening gown with a short skirt, tailored to perfection, accentuating her sensual figure. The hemline, shorter in the front and longer in the back, revealed her straight, flawless legs that were utterly captivating.
"Mingrun, you're back," she called out gently.
He Mingrun's brows furrowed instantly. He glanced at his assistant, who nervously lowered his head, not daring to disobey his madam's orders.
At that moment, Meng Yuan's heart shattered. It turned out he already had a woman by his side.
Just moments ago, while embracing him, she had decided to take the first step.
What a pity!
Wu Yuan's gaze flickered towards Meng Yuan. This vixen was indeed seducing her son.
"Mingrun, Minjing made time to come pick you up. You know how busy she is as a group director. Coincidentally, there's a dinner party tonight, so Minjing will accompany you. You two have been childhood sweethearts, so you must have a lot to talk about," Wu Yuan said loudly, seemingly to make sure Meng Yuan heard.
Meng Yuan lowered her head further. So they were childhood sweethearts. A hint of pain began to spread in her heart, gradually overwhelming her senses.
She realized that truly liking someone could indeed be heartbreaking.
He Mingrun suddenly looked at Meng Yuan, seeing her bright little face suffused with sadness.
"Yuan Yuan."
Just as He Mingrun was about to speak, he saw Jiang Nuan standing behind Meng Yuan.
Hearing Jiang Nuan's voice, Meng Yuan felt as if she had been rescued. She quickly composed herself, turned, and saw Jiang Nuan standing behind her.
The girl was naturally radiant, dressed in a light blue shirt and white pants, both stylish and elegantly simple. People around her couldn't help but be drawn to her.
Meng Yuan smiled, feeling a sense of shared pride. "Nuannuan, you're here."
Jiang Nuan pursed her lips, smiled, and gave a slight nod to He Mingrun. "Young Master He."
He Mingrun looked at Jiang Nuan. "Miss Jiang."
Jiang Nuan glanced at Madam He, then back at He Mingrun. "Yuan Yuan and I are leaving now." She had heard Wu Yuan's words earlier.
She had known about Madam He's disapproval of Meng Yuan during their last encounter.
She felt sorry for Yuan Yuan, but she also understood a truth: love could not be dictated by others.
"Alright!" He Mingrun nodded, watching Meng Yuan leave with Jiang Nuan.
Yang Minjing looked at He Mingrun. His gaze followed that woman without blinking.
This was clearly a sign of genuine affection!
He Mingrun, you are mine.
I have kept track of your every move during my years abroad.
"Mingrun, what are you doing? Let's go!" Wu Yuan stomped her foot in frustration.
Yang Minjing's expression also soured. He Mingrun had grown up and was no longer the obedient lamb of his childhood.
This is interesting. He Mingrun, I will definitely conquer you.
As for that woman, forget about her. There are very few women who dare to set their sights on Yang Minjing's man.
Seeing the angry Wu Yuan, she smiled gently. "Auntie, Mingrun doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I'll find him another day. Let's go back first."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yuan liked Yang Minjing even more. She was beautiful, talented, from a good family, sensible, and understanding. This daughter-in-law was more than she could have wished for.
"Jingjing, you are such a sensible child. Don't worry, I will definitely make He Mingrun come to apologize to you. You are the daughter-in-law I've chosen, and I won't allow him to treat you this way."
Yang Minjing smiled and said nothing, then turned to get into the car.
She would wait for He Mingrun's apology.
In Jiang Nuan's car, Meng Yuan closed her eyes after getting in.
Jiang Nuan glanced at her and saw her pale face and trembling eyelids, knowing she was in a terrible mood.
She turned on the car's music.
"After breaking up, we can still be friends."
Jiang Nuan: "..."
She pressed the next song.
"If breaking up is so easy, why do we cry and feel sad..."
Jiang Nuan: "..."