Even if Leng Lingxiao hadn’t given her a call an hour ago, Tang Mei could have guessed more or less.
"Was it that bad boy Leng Lingxiao... bullying you?" Tang Mei asked, raising an eyebrow.
Actually, she knew the situation as clear as a mirror.
"Mhm, yes, Grandma, you have no idea... he’s so annoying. I’m already tired from work every day, and he insists on dragging me out for early exercises, around the whole estate! And at meal times he always..."
What’s up with the young lady, talking in opposites?
Mr. Leng doesn’t seem that way, does he? ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel★fire.net
Tang Xiaowan rattled off her complaints without a blush or skipping a beat, turning Leng Lingxiao’s good traits into faults.
As she went on, Tang Mei pulled her into the house.
Granny Yu couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing Tang Xiaowan’s grievances. Turns out the so-called ’bullying’ was actually sweet nothings between two young people.
Hence, she held back her laughter and went to the kitchen, preparing to slice some tasty fruit.
"Tangtang, you’re not that young anymore, you should be able to tell right from wrong," Tang Mei comforted gently, "Leng Lingxiao is not that kind of... unreasonable person; he’s trying to help you, wanting you to become stronger."
Tang Xiaowan pouted and said with a touch of defiance: "But he, he’s a man, he..."
"If not a man... then a woman?"
"Anyway, anyway, it’s just—he’s bullying me, you can’t take his side, you have to go to Chicheng with me, you need to back me up."
"Grandma can’t go, I still have things to do."
"What things? What’s more important than your precious granddaughter?"
"It’s a secret, can’t say yet."
No sooner had Tang Mei’s words fallen, the doorbell rang; the butler Li Fugui walked straight to open the door.
It was Wang Jinghui, carrying a wooden tray, looking spirited, especially when he saw Tang Xiaowan.
This progress wouldn’t be as swift without Tang Mei playing Cupid.
"Oh, our Little Tangtang is back!"
Wang Jinghui walked into the house with a smile, but upon seeing Tang Xiaowan’s red eyes, he immediately asked with concern, "Tangtang, why the tears? It couldn’t be that scoundrel Leng Lingxiao bullying you, could it?"
Tang Mei: Well, here’s a chance to continue the complaint, best with snot and tears.
Tang Xiaowan looked at Wang Jinghui with a beaming smile, quickly shaking her head and responding, "No, no, it’s not Grandpa, I just missed Grandma too much."
Tang Mei: Hmm? Why stop the complaints? You were quite talkative just now, weren’t you? Turning black into white!
"Indeed, it’s been such a long time since we’ve seen each other!" Wang Jinghui set down the tray, nodding understandingly, "This time don’t leave, just stay. We’ve just started a small vegetable garden. You can stay and help out. We’ll have fresh veggies soon!"
Upon hearing that, Tang Xiaowan’s eyes lit up: "Wow, a vegetable garden? There must be spinach, right?"
"Naturally, this season..."
At that moment, Granny Yu came out with two plates of fruit. Looking at Tang Xiaowan and Wang Jinghui, she couldn’t help but silently exclaim: These two really are alike, even their fondness for gardening is the same!
Thinking this, she turned her gaze toward Tang Mei, sitting quietly on the sofa.
If the mistress would just accept the proposal!
Then the young miss would have a grandfather, followed by a father, a mother—a complete family, and of course, Mr. Leng, how wonderful!
"Alright, alright, let’s sit down before we continue," Tang Mei called out, breaking up the conversation.
Wang Jinghui promptly agreed, nodding, "That’s right, come, Tangtang, try the Black Plum Cake Grandpa just made, and give it a rating."
Hearing this, Tang Xiaowan immediately picked up a piece with a smile and sat next to Tang Mei.
"Wow, home-made, that’s amazing!"
As a matchmaker, she was highly qualified, not only giving Wang Jinghui advice behind the scenes but also cooperating when needed.
The Black Plum Cake was a favored treat of Tang Mei’s.
Tang Xiaowan wasn’t particularly fond of it but still ate it with relish.
And so, the three of them sat in the living room, savoring the Black Plum Cake, eating fruit, drinking tea, as a warm atmosphere enveloped the air.
Until, half an hour later, the doorbell rang again.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong...
Tang Xiaowan suddenly had a bad feeling, or rather, felt a bit guilty.
Oh no, could it be Huahua who’s come chasing after her?
Totally forgot, he has a helicopter, it’s easy for him to come to Huang City, and it’s about time.
Shouldn’t have blackmouthed him!
Thus, Tang Xiaowan quickly got up and darted toward the entrance hall as fast as a rabbit, beating Li Fugui to the door.
"I’ll do it; you go ahead with your work, Old Li. I’ll answer the door."
Li Fugui nodded: "Yes, Miss."