Chapter 312 - Mr. Xie Is Leaving for a Business Trip
Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âWhatâs happening?â The security guards realized that it was Young Master Su and the delirious Meng Xinyan.
Everyoneâs gaze towards Meng Xinyan was loaded with a hint of contempt. Being males, they typically didnât express intense reactions. On the other hand, their female companions at home were absolutely disgusted with Meng Xinyan. They could even shoot their mouths off and scold her while watching her on the TV. The menâs impression of her naturally got influenced as well.
Meng Xinyan was persistent. âMind your own business. This has nothing to do with you. Get lost. All of you get lost!â
âIâm sorry, Young Madam Su. We are maintaining the order here. The show will begin shortly. Please do not make a disturbance or disrupt the show... Otherwise, we are authorized to inform the police.â
âPolice? Ha! Do you think I, Meng Xinyan, am afraid of all of you? Get lost! Weâre here to watch the show. Who do you think you are? How dare you order me around?â
In the end, Su Lenghanâs complexion grew increasingly pale. Pulling Meng Xinyan with him, he dragged her away.
Meng Xinyanâs arm hurt from being pulled. She still spoke delicately to rouse sympathy, but she was no longer who she used to be. She and Su Lenghan had both changed. Therefore, speaking with that voice only made Su Lenghan more annoyed.
After stepping out of the venue, the cold winds blew at them, clearing up Su Lenghanâs mind even further. He called his chauffeur, and requested him to take Meng Xinyan home.
âLenghan, Iâm not going back. Weâre here to watch the show. Where are you going?â Seeing Su Lenghan walking away, Meng Xinyan wanted to chase after him.
Su Lenghan turned back and glared at Meng Xinyan. Frowning, he said, âIf you donât care about the baby in your womb, then continue running!â
Meng Xinyan was stunned. No, no. The child was the charm that ensured her survival. She definitely had to protect it. She no longer dared to shout and run. She could only watch Su Lenghanâs silhouette walk further and further away under the night sky. He eventually disappeared.
Finally, she returned home with the chauffeur. Once she got home, she immediately found trouble with Mother Su. She blamed Su Lenghan for not coming home at night.
In the end, Mother Su and Meng Xinyan got into a heated fight. Mother Su passed out from fury. No matter how many times Father Su tried, Su Lenghan didnât pick up his calls.
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At the venue of the live show, Yun Bixue and her family were enjoying the performances. While eating their snacks, the two sisters talked about the performances. On the other hand, Xie Limo didnât particularly appreciate such shows. Nonetheless, he wanted to accompany his wife, so he occasionally lifted his head to watch for a brief moment. His fingers were constantly typing away on the computer system.
The showâs participants heard that Young Master Xie was in the audience, so they put up an exciting performance. All of the programs that night were executed to the best of the performersâ abilities. When the live show was brought to its climax, the applause seemed endless.
Feeling elated, Yun Bilu clapped continuously. The venue was packed, and there were many big shots that could only be seen on TV. It was truly a feast for the eyes.
Old Master Yun was also on cloud nine. Aunt Zhou frequently exchanged a few words with him. Mummy Lu sat between the two sisters, and was so touched that she shed a few tears.
After watching the show, it was past ten oâclock in the evening. Finally, when they arrived home, it was already past eleven oâclock.
Since they enjoyed so many festive performances throughout the show, the grief that the whole family felt when they visited the graves had dissipated. Their moods had all been refreshed.
While they were preparing to sleep after taking a bath, Xie Limo gently whispered near Yun Bixueâs ear, âMy dear, Iâll be going to the capital, Tian Jing City, tomorrow for a business trip.â
Yun Bixue leaned her head on Xie Limoâs shoulder. Feeling glum, she asked, âHow many days will you be gone? When are you coming back?â