amaotonovel Chapter 701 Attitude of Asking for Help
Chapter 701 Attitude of Asking for Help
"Hmph, Meng Yuanping, is this your way of raising children? If you can't control him, your elder brother won't mind disciplining him for you," Meng Yuanlin said angrily.
Meng Yuanping had always been afraid of his elder brother, and now seeing him angry, he was so frightened that he trembled all over.
"Qingfan, apologize to your uncle now."
Despite his timidity in front of Meng Yuanlin, he is quite assertive in front of Meng Qingfan.
“This is the east wing, not the west wing. I can close the door whenever I want. Why should I apologize to him?” Meng Qingfan replied defiantly.
"Are you trying to piss me off?" Meng Yuanping trembled with rage, and somehow found a leather whip, about to strike Meng Qingfan.
"Stop! If you dare to hit Fan'er, hit me first." Huang Jiayu rushed over and stood directly in front of Meng Qingfan.
Over the years, she had had enough of Meng Yuanping's submissive attitude towards his elder brother.
Why?
Did you eat their rice?
Blindly yielding will only lower the status of the East Wing and cause Meng Qingfan to completely lose his qualification to compete for the clan leader position.
Ultimately, Meng Yuanping was a bit henpecked; otherwise, he would never have allowed Lin Ping to step inside the gate.
"Jiayu, what are you doing? Don't you welcome your older brother?" Meng Yuanlin's tone was much softer, as he knew Huang Jiayu was not so easy to deal with.
"Brother, you never come here unless you have something to say. If you have something to say, just say it outside," Huang Jiayu replied irritably.
In the twenty years since she married into the family, Meng Yuanlin has visited her only a handful of times, and each time he did so with a request, and his attitude was always arrogant and domineering.
It was one thing before, but now that Meng Qingfan has reached the age of marriage, how can he compete for the position of clan leader if we don't give him some face?
"It's like this. This morning, Mother was worried that Qingge was tired, so she asked Qingchao to go to Qingfeng Tower. Most of the matters have been settled, and only the final step of claiming credit is left. Naturally, Qingchao can't steal Qingge's credit, so he wants to hand over all the relevant matters after Qingge feels better."
"However, the owner of Qingfeng Tower was in a hurry and insisted that Qingchao finish the matter by tomorrow. In order to let Qingge get the credit for this, I accompanied Qingchao to inform Qingge."
Meng Yuanlin said shamelessly.
"See? Qingchao is always thinking of Qingge. You've all misunderstood Big Brother." Meng Yuanping said gratefully, almost bowing and scraping.
Huang Jiayu wasn't stupid, and asked sarcastically, "Would Meng Qingchao really be so kind?"
"Huang Jiayu, don't try to act innocent after getting such a good deal. If you don't want the credit this time, Qingchao wouldn't mind taking it for himself," Meng Yuanlin said angrily and imperiously.
In this world, everything depends on acting skills.
Judging from his imperious manner, there was no flaw in his demeanor, and Huang Jiayu felt a little guilty.
She knew that Meng Qingge had vomited blood because of this matter, and now that the other party had voluntarily handed over power, it should be a good thing. She couldn't let her suspicions ruin things.
"What a wonderful uncle! There are only a handful like him in the whole world, you couldn't find one even with a lantern," Lin Ping said with great emotion, clearly trying to outdo the other man in acting.
"You not only think of Qingge in every way, but you also knew about her illness beforehand. She is indeed very ill. The doctor prescribed a whole basket of medicine and specifically instructed that she must not go out for three days, otherwise her life would be in danger. I appreciate your kindness, Uncle, but my life is more important. I might as well give the credit to my brother this time."
Lin Ping spoke with tears of gratitude, almost shed feigned tears.
"Sick? Can't go out for three days?" Meng Yuanlin was shocked. What a coincidence! Three days was exactly the time limit given by Han Jiji.
If she fails to arrive as promised, the Meng family is finished.
"Impossible, she was perfectly fine yesterday!" Meng Qingchao exclaimed, his anxious expression revealing his intentions.
"Oh? You think your uncle said something wrong? It seems you two aren't on good terms either," Lin Ping replied with a tone of voice.
Meng Yuanlin had just said that Meng Qingge was sick, and Meng Qingchao immediately refuted him, which is indeed contradictory.
"What a quick-witted kid." Meng Yuanlin thought to himself with resentment. He shouldn't have used Meng Qingge's illness as an excuse. He didn't expect Lin Ping to catch him in the act.
"What exactly is wrong? We mustn't let those quack doctors delay our treatment. I'll go and fetch the best doctor in the capital to treat Qingge right away," Meng Yuanlin said hurriedly.
First, he suspected that Meng Qingge's illness was fake.
Secondly, he felt that the East Wing was poor and powerless and couldn't afford a good doctor, which is why he said things like not being able to leave the house for three days.
Huang Jiayu finally understood: So you've come here to beg my Qingge? Well then, I'm sorry, we're not going!
"The doctor said it was a cold, and I shouldn't be exposed to wind for three days, otherwise it would be life-threatening," Huang Jiayu explained.
In ancient times, a cold could be fatal, so avoiding wind was a common protective measure.
These words left Meng Yuanlin speechless. First, a cold is indeed dangerous and can be fatal. Second, a cold is a common illness, and even an ordinary doctor wouldn't diagnose it wrong; he had no reason to seek out a better doctor.
"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely convey your concern to Qingge. Have a safe journey, and remember not to go west," Lin Ping said sarcastically.
The West Wing is naturally in the west. If we don't go west, where else can we go? But if we go west, wouldn't that mean going to the Western Paradise?
Meng Yuanlin was furious, but didn't know how to respond.
"To tell you the truth, this is Grandmother's order. Meng Qingge has no choice but to go." Meng Qingchao directly tore off the mask of pretense and stopped offering any more hypocritical words of concern.
"So this is a threat?" Lin Ping said sarcastically.
"Threats or orders, Meng Qingge must appear at Qingfeng Tower tomorrow," Meng Qingchao said imperiously.
The old lady is the head of the Meng family; her words are law, unless you, Meng Qingge, don't want to stay in the Meng family.
Although this was unpleasant to hear, it was quite intimidating, and even Huang Jiayu hesitated.
She knew about Meng Qingge's condition and that going to Qingfeng Tower to see her wouldn't be a big deal. However, if she insisted on going against the old lady's wishes, she might ruin Meng Qingfan's future.
"Qingge is a living, breathing person, not a tool or pawn of your Meng family. You can't just fawn over her when you need her and discard her when you don't. Sorry, we won't listen this time. At worst, we'll just hand over the distillery!"
Lin Ping said angrily.
He was not only speaking to Meng Qingchao, but also to Huang Jiayu.
Only with her support can this play be completed.
As expected, Huang Jiayu felt a pang of guilt. She realized that she had wronged her daughter all these years, treating her like a tool.
They never considered her physical condition, let alone what she was thinking.
"You brat, you're nothing but a dog living under someone else's roof. What right do you have to talk to me like that?" Meng Qingchao sneered loudly.