Meng Yuan was not foolish. After meeting He Mingrun a few times, she knew he was interested in her. However, the He family's banquet last time had served as a warning. The He family wanted a daughter-in-law who was of equal standing, and she was nothing. Coming from an ordinary background, she would never pass his mother's scrutiny.
He Mingrun was a good man, and any woman would be wise to hold onto him tightly. It was a pity.
Meng Yuan shook her head slightly and sent He Mingrun a message.
"Sorry, Young Master He, I've been very busy lately."
Meng Yuan looked at the message she had edited, her heart aching. Every time she saw the elegant He Mingrun, her heart would pound.
That was the feeling of liking someone.
So, there were such elegant men in the world. His voice was also very pleasant, speaking neither too fast nor too slow, like jade, and his smile was so radiant, not forced, not exaggerated, just very elegant.
What a pity!
Meng Yuan knew her own personality and could not tolerate Madam He's passive-aggressive nature.
She immediately clicked send without hesitation.
If something was impossible, there was no need to let it happen.
At this moment, He Mingrun was in his office, feeling suffocated by his work.
Coupled with his mother's daily nagging, his recent days had been difficult. Even if he went to Xiao Jiu's place to stay, his mother would come to the company to lecture him.
Thinking about going out for a day tomorrow and wanting to bring Meng Yuan along to relax, he sent her a message.
After sending the message, he feared it would disappear into the sea. The last time, he had already sensed Meng Yuan's distance. This time was a test.
As expected, he saw the message and was rejected.
He Mingrun abruptly put down his phone, his already vexed mood plummeting to the bottom.
He stood up abruptly. The man was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, his tie undone, with the top three buttons left unfastened, making him even more charming.
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dense city before him. His corner felt the loneliest.
From his position, he was destined for loneliness.
He too was human and needed someone who understood his needs and could share his warmth.
Over the years, he had tried to find someone in the crowd who would catch his eye, someone he could grow old with.
But after so long, he had never met such a person until he met Meng Yuan at that banquet. He fell in love at first sight!
Later, things progressed smoothly in the direction he hoped for.
However, at a banquet, his mother suddenly returned and disrupted all his plans.
After standing for a while, He Mingrun turned back to his desk, picked up his phone, and sent Meng Yuan a message.
"It's okay, Yuan Yuan. When you have time, we can go together. You're busy with work, so you should rest well."
After sending it, his mood grew even worse.
Meng Yuan received the message and opened it. He was always so concerned about her.
"Okay, Young Master He, you take care of yourself too."
He Mingrun looked down at Meng Yuan's reply, pursed his lips slightly, and stared intently at his locked screen. His lock screen was a photo of Meng Yuan smiling brilliantly.
He had taken it secretly. Meng Yuan was not the type of person who stunned at first glance, but rather someone who became more beautiful the longer you looked at her.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Come in!" He Mingrun's voice was low.
The office door was pushed open, and He Mingrun looked up. It was his mother, accompanied by a distinguished lady and a beautiful woman.
He Mingrun's expression instantly soured, and he knew what his mother was planning.
"Mingrun, quickly, come and meet them. This is Mother's friend, Aunt Gui, Gui Qingli, and her daughter, Yang Minjing."
"When you were young, I told you that Jingjing visited our home several times before she went abroad. Do you remember? You used to tease her, that little girl."
He Mingrun, already in a bad mood and aware of his mother's intentions, became exceedingly sullen.
A faint chill spread throughout the office.
Gui Qingli and her daughter Yang Minjing both clearly felt He Mingrun's displeasure.
He Mingrun nodded slightly at them, acknowledging their presence.
Yang Minjing was a great beauty, dressed in a little black dress. Her face was delicate and charming, her figure shapely, and her demeanor elegant. Every move she made was pleasing to the eye, and even her walk exuded a certain allure. She was the epitome of beauty, capable of making a man lose his senses at a single glance.
Yet, such a peerless beauty, in He Mingrun's eyes, was no different from the flowers in a garden; she lacked any unique appeal.
"Mingrun, long time no see!" Yang Minjing greeted him elegantly with a smile.
He Mingrun merely nodded indifferently, remaining silent.
Wu Yuan, seeing her son's cold and distant demeanor, inevitably felt a loss of face.
She said indignantly, "Mingrun, how are you greeting them? Hurry up and say hello."
As Wu Yuan's voice faded, a voice came from the doorway.
Mu Jiuchen's tall and imposing figure strode in, hands in his pockets, walking with an air of authority. His dark eyes swept across everyone in the office, realizing he had arrived at an inopportune moment.
"What are you doing here?" Wu Yuan's expression instantly soured upon seeing Mu Jiuchen.
The old lady doted on He Mingrun, wanting to bestow all the good things upon him.
Mu Jiuchen, his expression unchanged, walked towards He Mingrun, saying, "Madam He, I've come to chat with Mingrun."
Wu Yuan looked at him inquisitively. "What could the two of you men possibly have to talk about? Mingrun is busy today and doesn't have time to chat with you."
Mu Jiuchen raised an eyebrow at He Mingrun, whose expression had turned as dark as impending rain. Looking at the beautiful woman in the office, he understood everything.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, he had arrived just in time. He Mingrun would have to thank him profusely.
He looked at He Mingrun and asked casually, "I have something to discuss with you. If you don't have time, we can talk another day."
He Mingrun shook his head slightly. "No need. Since you're here, it would be rude to make you come again. I was waiting for you."
He Mingrun looked at his mother. "Mom, I still have work to do." His tone was cold and devoid of emotion.
Wu Yuan glanced at the slightly wronged Yang Minjing with a pained expression. "Mingrun, work is never-ending. Tonight, your Aunt Gui and I have planned to go out for dinner. You and Jingjing haven't seen each other in years."
He Mingrun looked at her. "Mom, I don't know her."
"You..."
"Ah, Aunt Wu, forget it. Mingrun has work, let him focus on that first. As for eating together, we'll have plenty of opportunities to eat together."
"Oh, my! Jingjing, you are the most sensible. If you had stayed in the country and grown up with Mingrun, I wouldn't be so worried now." Da Feng Novel Network
Yang Minjing smiled and said nothing, then lifted her eyelids to glance at the handsome Mu Jiuchen and He Mingrun. These two were the most distinguished men in Jin City.
She wanted to leave a good impression on both of them.
"Mingrun, although I'm sad that you've forgotten me, I'll make sure you remember me when we meet again next time."
Yang Minjing finished speaking with a smile, but received no response from He Mingrun. She didn't seem to care.
Finally, she persuaded the two elders to leave together.
Only the two of them remained in the office. He Mingrun sat down in his swivel chair and asked with a muffled tone, "Xiao Jiu, why are you here?"