Chapter 602: Sharp Tongue
Meng Tan and Meng Fanghua walked in, while Yin Yang and Xu Mumu were sitting there, clearly waiting for them.
"President Meng, please have a seat." Yin Yang looked indifferently at the two people in front, asking Madam Chun to bring some tea.
Xu Mumu was also sizing up Meng Fanghua. This woman was dressed quite fashionably, with meticulous makeup; did she deliberately dress up for today?
From the moment Meng Fanghua entered, Xu Mumu noticed her gaze was almost entirely on Yin Yang.
She also glanced at Xu Mumu twice, but more with disdain and provocation.
"President Yin, I brought my niece, Fanghua, today to apologize to you and your wife. My niece is immature." Meng Tan looked flatteringly at the couple in front of him.
Meng Tan also took a couple more glances at Xu Mumu. This young woman was indeed quite beautiful. He wondered what special skills she had to make Yin Yang so obedient, as Yin Yang never fooled around outside and always maintained a distance from other women.
He was curious about what made this woman special, but after looking for a long time, he couldn’t tell. Was it just because she was beautiful? But there were others more beautiful than her. Or because she bore a son for Yin Yang?
"Is that so?" Yin Yang said indifferently, peeling a grape and feeding it to Xu Mumu.
Xu Mumu wasn’t the least bit pretentious, directly eating from Yin Yang’s hand.
As Xu Mumu ate the grape, she saw Meng Fanghua’s eyes turn red with jealousy, which only made her feel pleased.
"Yes, I misspoke yesterday, and I hope President Yin won’t mind." Meng Tan was sweating on his forehead, as this young man, despite his youth, had an aura that made him feel inferior.
"I don’t mind anymore, President Meng, don’t take it to heart," Yin Yang said calmly, peeling another grape for his little wife.
As for the woman staring at him intensely, Yin Yang felt some disgust. He was even more displeased that Meng Tan brought his niece along; this opportunistic move annoyed him further. He decided not to cooperate with the Meng Family anymore; he really didn’t want to face these two again.
"Mr. Yin, I’m sorry for the trouble," Meng Fanghua said in a coy voice, looking at Yin Yang, only for him not to meet her gaze. Her expression twisted momentarily.
"Since you know it’s troublesome, don’t harbor those delusions," Yin Yang said coldly to Meng Fanghua. Where did this woman get such confidence from? And Meng Tan, bringing this woman here worsened his impression of him.
Do you really lack men so much that you’re fixated on me?
Yin Yang’s merciless words made Meng Fanghua’s face turn pale. He dared to call her delusional, but how was she inferior to Xu Mumu?
But she didn’t dare voice this; when they came, Meng Tan had instructed her multiple times that no matter the grievances they suffered there, they should endure, as they couldn’t afford to offend Yin Yang.
Xu Mumu, watching Meng Fanghua being hit hard, glanced at Yin Yang and a smile flickered in her eyes. His troublesome admirers should be dealt with by him.
"Yin, Mr. Yin?" Meng Fanghua looked at Yin Yang incredulously, not expecting him to be so unforgiving, especially when she’s a young lady. He truly lacked the grace.
Yin Yang had no idea about Meng Fanghua’s thoughts, and if he did, he would just sneer. If they hadn’t tangled with him here, he wouldn’t have said those harsh words.
"Alright, Fanghua, say less," Meng Tan scolded Meng Fanghua. He also realized that Yin Yang really disliked such antics. Then, he looked at Yin Yang flatteringly: "President Yin, this matter is in the past now, what about our cooperation?"
"Let’s forget about the cooperation. I’m not planning to cooperate with the Meng Family for now," Yin Yang said indifferently.
Meng Tan left the villa with Meng Fanghua, bewildered, and once outside, Meng Tan shot a fierce glare at Meng Fanghua: "Go back and prepare; President Wang is quite fond of you."
"Uncle, how can you do this?" Tears instantly welled up in Meng Fanghua’s eyes, unable to accept this situation.
"What else do you want? Still clinging to Yin Yang? He already detests you like this, stop dreaming," Meng Tan said coldly, entirely blaming the mistake on Meng Fanghua. Yes, if it weren’t for this niece insisting on saying those things to Yin Yang, the cooperation would have been sealed, but it got ruined entirely because of Meng Fanghua.
He completely forgot he harbored a bit of lucky hope, thinking maybe Yin Yang would take a liking to Meng Fanghua. If that happened, leveraging Yin Yang’s influence would surely elevate the Meng Family.
Meng Tan glanced at his crying niece, with no ounce of sympathy. He wouldn’t support freeloaders; this niece still held some value. Though President Wang didn’t match up to Yin Yang, he was much better than the Meng Family.
While throwing out the garbage, Madam Chun happened to overhear the conversation between the uncle and niece. She reported the matter back to Xu Mumu and the others.
Xu Mumu’s mouth twitched, while Yin Yang didn’t concern himself with the matter at all.
When Professor Song and the others returned with Doudou, they had no idea what had transpired at home. However, Doudou was very happy, holding a small piece of sesame cake, and dashed over upon seeing Xu Mumu.
"Mom, mom," the little rascal excitedly hugged Xu Mumu’s neck.
"Hmph, this little brat, I held him for so long, yet he immediately runs to find his mom," Professor Song said sourly.
"I held him for a long time too. I wonder when he’ll call me great-grandpa," Professor Jian also chimed in sourly.
"Alright, grandpa, stop being so sour," Yin Yang said with a smile.
"By the way, grandpa, there was a call from Imperial City. Dean Duan said there’s a project he wants to research with you," Xu Mumu, holding her little rascal, mentioned the call she received from the dean in the morning to Professor Song.
"Oh, that. I know, I’m still considering. If I go to Imperial City, it would mean at least two months. I can’t bear to leave Doudou," Professor Song said, conflicted.
"You should go. It’s a great opportunity, and Doudou will be with me at home," Professor Jian immediately encouraged. This old man always vied with him for Doudou; he should just leave.
Professor Song’s face turned instantly dark. This shameless old guy, he just knew he’d spur him on to go so he’d have more time to play with Doudou.
But that experimental project was very tempting and innovative.
On one hand, there was Doudou, and on the other, the experiment he wanted to join. Professor Song was extremely torn.
"If it’s truly a good opportunity, you should go, grandpa. Such chances won’t come again," Xu Mumu said with a smile, thinking Doudou was still young and didn’t need so many people attending to him.
"I’ll think about it a bit more, maybe give Dean Duan a reply in a couple of days," Professor Song said, pursing his lips.
