HBWnovel Chapter 602 LED Matchmaker
Chapter 602 LED Matchmaker
Chapter 602 LED Matchmaker
After putting down my phone and the initial excitement subsided...
The more Wang Zhaoping thought about it, the more he felt that Brother Meng's actions were unfathomable, and that almost every word he spoke was accurate!
No matter how tortuous, bizarre, or unbelievable the process may be, he has never failed.
Looking back at the "suggestion" the other person gave me today—to go to Nanshan Temple to draw lots—...
That calligraphy and painting have already proven that Meng Lang's actions must have a deeper meaning.
So, could this fortune stick actually be very accurate?
With that thought in mind, he immediately got into his car, the one he used to pursue the truth, and drove towards the outskirts of the city...
……
the other side.
Having settled things with Wang Zhaoping, Meng Lang had just put down his phone when he saw a figure tiptoeing out of the bedroom...
"Uh..." Seeing Meng Lang looking over, Lin Haitang's expression became slightly unnatural, and she forced herself to remain calm.
"It's getting late, I'll go back and make dinner for Xiaoyu."
However, before he could take two steps, Meng Lang grabbed him from behind and pressed him onto the sofa.
"You... what are you doing?"
"It's still early, and I'm hungry too. Why don't you think about what I'm going to have for dinner?" Meng Lang smiled as he stared at Lin Haitang's luscious red lips.
"Stop...stop fooling around, I...um~"
After a long while, their lips parted...
"Phew~ You bastard, let me go! I need to go to the hospital later."
"Don't show off. Just rest today and leave anything to me."
"No need, I'm fine now, and I've already told Weiwei to make some nourishing soup for Grandpa Yan..."
"That won't work! And it's unnecessary anyway!"
"No need?" Lin Haitang was taken aback, looking at Meng Lang with a gradually softening gaze.
"I know you're trying to tell me that there's no need to carry too much psychological burden."
Don't worry, I've thought a lot about this lately. Although I still feel indebted to Weiwei, I won't do anything foolish again. I will bravely face my feelings...
But now that the old man is like this, Weiwei needs comforting.
I think...spending more time with her will at least make me feel a little better.
Meng Lang could tell that this was what the other person truly felt, but he just smiled and shook his head.
“That’s not what I meant. I meant that Grandpa Yan’s illness… isn’t as serious as you think.”
"what?"
It's already late-stage brain tumor, and you're saying it's not serious?
"You mean this illness... you can cure it?" Lin Haitang asked suspiciously.
"No."
Lin Haitang was just a little disappointed when she heard Meng Lang continue.
"I mean, this disease doesn't need any treatment at all!"
Lin Haitang was completely stunned.
It took him a while to process what Meng Lang meant.
"Are you saying that Old Master Yan... is faking illness?"
Meng Lang nodded helplessly.
Yes, he ultimately chose to tell Lin Haitang the truth.
Even knowing that Yan Feng's self-inflicted injury was a ruse, the biggest beneficiary was actually himself.
But after much thought, he asked himself honestly and realized he didn't want to become that kind of winner in life through deception and guilt.
As he said before.
Winning is important, but sometimes, the way you win is also important...
"This..." Lin Haitang pondered for a long time before she finally understood.
Given Yan Weiwei's sharp tongue but kind heart, and her stubborn and resistant nature, a self-inflicted injury is the best remedy.
With Grandpa Yan's illness causing her to feel guilty, Weiwei might even be considering returning home to inherit the family business...
He certainly had that motive...
"But... isn't Grandpa Yan afraid that things will be exposed, and that Weiwei will make things worse in a fit of anger?"
No matter how perfect the self-inflicted injury scheme is, it will eventually be exposed. At that time, given Weiwei's fiery temper, how things will end will probably not be up to Yan Feng to decide...
Haha! That's because the deed is done, so even if Yan Weiwei is angry, can she still abort the child?
Meng Lang didn't say these words aloud, but Lin Haitang, with her keen mind, quickly noticed something amiss by combining it with Yan Feng's previous words and actions.
She looked at Meng Lang with a strange expression.
"So...Old Master Yan wants to use this illness...to bring you two together?"
That's right! Yan Feng certainly knew that Yan Weiwei's great improvement in strength was because of Meng Lang.
In the eyes of a martial arts family, Meng Lang's abilities make him the perfect son-in-law.
"Hey! I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself."
Lin Haitang gave him a half-smile.
"Heh! Didn't you ever think about making the best of a bad situation?"
Meng Lang immediately spoke with righteous indignation and a firm look in his eyes.
"That can't be! Am I that kind of person? I... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, she received a light tap on the face.
"This is your reward~"
Lin Haitang's face flushed slightly, and her eyes held a playful glint.
Meng Lang's appetite was whetted at the sight, and immediately, amidst Lin Haitang's exclamation, he swept her up in his arms.
"Hehe! Well, this reward might not be enough..."
"Ah~ What are you doing? Put me down right now!"
"Go ahead and shout, see if anyone comes to save you, hehe..."
"No! Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu will be out of school soon! I still need to pick her up!"
"Don't worry, Xiaoyu has a bodyguard escorting her now, no one can bother us today~"
However, he just took two steps toward the bedroom with a wicked grin.
"Knock knock!" The sudden knocking on the door made Meng Lang stop in his tracks. Lin Haitang, who was already feeling shy, was so startled that she quickly broke free from Meng Lang's embrace.
Holy crap! Who's ruining things?!
Seeing that the little white rabbit had escaped into the bedroom and refused to come out, Meng Lang, quite annoyed, stormed over and opened the door.
Then, the next moment, he froze on the spot.
"Qingqing?!"
"Surprise! Brother! Your dearest sister has officially come to live with you today!"
"How about that! Surprised? Unexpected?"
Carrying large and small bags, Meng Qingqing grinned, revealing her signature silly smile, and opened her arms to give Meng Lang a big hug.
"Stop!" Meng Lang pressed down on the other person's forehead, his face full of black lines.
"No! What are you doing here?"
"Hey! Your dear sister has traveled a long way to seek refuge with her own brother, and this is your attitude?" Meng Qingqing looked aggrieved.
"Tell the important point!"
"Waaaaah~ I'm unemployed right after graduation, and my parents hate me for being a freeloader and don't want me anymore. I have no relatives or friends, and I'm all alone. I can only come to my most respected and loving older brother for help..."
"Tell the truth!" Meng Lang said with a cold laugh, arms crossed.
Meng Qingqing immediately stopped crying.
"Okay, please allow me to give another formal introduction of myself."
I am... Meng Qingqing, and I am now my parents' personal matchmaker. I am here on their orders to tell you that they can't wait to have a grandchild!
To put it simply... I'm here to pressure them into getting married!
Pressuring me to get married?!
Meng Lang's lips twitched.
He really wanted to slap his marriage certificate on the other person's forehead.
A personal matchmaker? More like an LED matchmaker!
Good for nothing, but number one at causing trouble!
Without you suddenly appearing as a third wheel, I might have fulfilled my parents' wish to have a grandchild today!
(End of this chapter)