CHAPTER 388: CHAPTER 388: MENG JIN’S PAST (SECOND UPDATE)

Until Meng Jin walked away, Tang Yue finally came to her senses and asked, "Sister An Yu, who was that?"

Meng Jin, dressed in a white shirt, carried an air of demeanor whether while walking or talking. His face bore the authority of someone long accustomed to being in a high position. His face looked somewhat familiar to Tang Yue, yet she couldn’t quite place him.

What shocked Tang Yue the most was Meng Jin’s temples frosted with white hair. He didn’t appear to be very old, so why had his hair turned so white?

"Uncle Meng, he is the nominal father of Meng Yanzhi, and he manages all the mechanical research and development for the Meng Family," explained Qin Anyu earnestly. "Xiao Yue, you don’t have to worry now. With Uncle Meng’s influence, Meng Yanzhi won’t dare to touch you."

"How old is he then?" Tang Yue couldn’t help but ask.

"In his forties, I believe," Qin Anyu wasn’t quite sure, only knowing he was about the same age as her father. She added, "You’re asking about his white hair, aren’t you? Actually, Uncle Meng has had a very tough life these years."

"Ah," whenever Qin Anyu mentioned Meng Jin, especially when she was with Tang Yue, Qin Anyu found it difficult to keep her thoughts to herself.

Qin Anyu led Tang Yue back to her room, where a small table was set up on the spacious balcony with pastries and tea.

"Xiao Yue, Uncle Meng is truly a man of deep affection," Qin Anyu opened up, unable to keep her thoughts hidden any longer. She continued, "I heard from my parents that Uncle Meng had a wife, but they were separated during the war. For so many years, Uncle Meng has been searching for his wife."

"And Meng Yanzhi..." Tang Yue asked timely.

Qin Anyu sighed, "After searching for several years with no news, Uncle Meng’s state hasn’t been good. Grandpa Meng, fearing for his well-being, adopted a child from a different branch of the Meng family, and that was Meng Yanzhi, under Meng Shuhan’s name."

"All these years have gone by in the blink of an eye," Qin Anyu tried hard to recall. She said, "Actually, everyone is guessing whether Uncle Meng’s wife might already be no more, but Uncle Meng doesn’t believe that. He still sends people to search for her every year."

"In that era, it wouldn’t have been easy for a woman to survive, right?" Tang Yue felt a sigh in her heart. To search for that slim glimmer of hope for over twenty years, how deeply must he have loved his wife?

Meng Jin, in his pristine white shirt and frosty white hair at his temples, along with his authoritative and somewhat familiar face, always stirred an indescribable emotion in Tang Yue’s heart.

Such a devoted man, what kind of adopted son had he raised...

"Are you thinking about Meng Yanzhi?" Qin Anyu seemed to read Tang Yue’s mind. She explained, "Actually, Meng Yanzhi was only nominally adopted under Uncle Meng’s name. In reality, it was Grandpa Meng who raised him. I remember it seems when Meng Yanzhi was about four or five years old, Uncle Meng started managing the mechanical research and development, and over these years, he would only come back once or twice a year."

Tang Yue: "..."

"Meng Yanzhi, ever since he was young, has been like a little overlord. And isn’t that because Grandpa Meng doted on him and always had his back?" Qin Anyu didn’t like Meng Yanzhi; she never had much affection for him since childhood.

"Let’s not talk about this anymore." Qin Anyu was about to change the subject when suddenly she spotted a car entering—it was the Chu Family’s.

Qin Anyu pulled Tang Yue and headed inside the house.

"Isn’t that Chu Xuan?" Tang Yue keenly noted.

"Yes," Qin Anyu nodded. The car parked outside the courtyard, and Chu Xuan, dressed neatly, came over. Grandpa Qin had just woken up from his afternoon nap and was very enthusiastic in welcoming Chu Xuan inside.

Qin Anyu secretly moved to the staircase, listening to the conversation between Chu Xuan and Grandpa Qin in the living room.

It was generally about the marriage arrangement between the two families.

Yesterday, Qin Anhao told her not to worry about the marriage arrangement, and today, Chu Xuan came, which made Qin Anyu extremely curious.

The distance was a bit far, Qin Anyu couldn’t hear clearly, and moreover, she didn’t dare to move closer, vaguely seeing that Grandpa Qin’s complexion wasn’t good.

She didn’t realize it until she looked—that not only Chu Xuan came, but Chu Xuan’s parents came as well.

Grandpa Qin had a stern face, and had not spoken a word.

With a loud "snap" sound.

Qin Anyu was greatly startled, and Tang Yue, standing by the side, also felt a chill in her heart.

"Chu Shisong, that marriage arrangement from the beginning was not a joke between our two families. It couldn’t be taken lightly. My Little Yu has long said she wouldn’t marry Chu Xuan. It was your Chu Xuan who was desperately wanting to marry Little Yu, and now he comes eagerly asking to call off the marriage arrangement?" Grandpa Qin’s voice was very loud, so loud that Qin Anyu could hear him clearly.

"Uncle Qin, I’m sorry." Chu Shisong, who is Chu Xuan’s father, kept bowing and apologizing.

Grandpa Qin stood straight with his lean body and said, "Chu Shisong, you all go back. Whom your Chu Family marries as a daughter-in-law has nothing to do with me."

Although Grandpa Qin didn’t curse anyone, his attitude made the Chu Family feel it might have been better to be scolded.

After the Chu Family left Qin An, Chu Shisong with a grim face said, "Chu Xuan, you have got the marriage, but from now on, don’t come to Jin City again."

"Yes." Chu Xuan responded with his head lowered.

Qin Anyu quietly went downstairs, looking at Grandpa Qin’s lonely silhouette. Qin Anyu went forward and held Grandpa Qin’s hand, saying, "Grandpa, I didn’t want to marry Chu Xuan to begin with, isn’t it good that they are now proposing to call off the marriage themselves?"

Although the engagement wasn’t celebrated with grand festivities initially, everyone in the courtyard knew about the marriage arrangement between the Chu and Qin families.

Over the years, Qin Anyu and Chu Xuan rarely met, they didn’t mutter face to face, but behind the scenes, there certainly were whispers.

"Sigh." Grandpa Qin gently stroked Qin Anyu’s silky hair, saying, "Little Yu, you are so good, it is their Chu Family who isn’t fortunate enough."

"Exactly." Qin Anyu, looking up with a smile blossoming on her face, said, "Grandpa, you are absolutely right, in the future, I’ll find someone a hundred times better than Chu Xuan."

Standing on the staircase, Tang Yue looked at the pair, suddenly feeling very sympathetic towards Sister An Yu. Sister An Yu was gentle in nature, not at all arrogant or unreasonable, and was also attractive. Chu Xuan looked decent, but his actions did not match up to his appearance at all.

What kind of man would be worthy of Sister An Yu?

Tang Yue tilted her head, thinking, and after returning to the convoy, she spoke about the matter.

Mo Siyu was silent for a while before saying, "Qin Anyu not marrying Chu Xuan is the right decision."

"Is there some kind of insider story?" Tang Yue looked at Mo Siyu gossip-hungry, his deep dark eyes seemingly hiding some incredible secret.

"There is an insider story, but it’s better for you not to know." Mo Siyu tenderly kissed her forehead.

Tang Yue, with her hands on his chest, creating a distance between them, insisted, "I want to know."