She quickly put on a smile: “Master Meng, I just remembered someone sent a young girl here today, but she fainted as soon as she arrived. I didn’t even get a chance to ask her name. Would you like to check if she’s the person you’re looking for?”
Meng Chi stood up, coldly saying, “Take me to her!”
The dark room was narrow, with only space for a chair. Ruan Ning was tied to the chair, gagged and unconscious. When the candlelight fell on her pale face, Meng Chi’s heart tightened. He turned and kicked Cheng Li’s mother in the chest, then carried both the chair and Ruan Ning out, suppressing his anger as he untied the ropes.
Cheng Li’s mother, kicked and vomiting blood, struggled to say, “Master Meng, it’s not my fault. Zhu Laosan brought her. I had no idea she was your relative. Ask Zhu Laosan!”
“I will ask,” Meng Chi said coldly, “If I find out you’re not telling the truth, Cheng Li’s mother, you know the consequences.”
As he walked out carrying Ruan Ning, Cheng Li’s mother wiped the blood from her mouth and screamed hoarsely, “Go find Zhu Laosan and kill that bastard who set me up!”
Meng Yao?! No wonder she escaped so smoothly that day. Ruan Ning was extremely frustrated.
That woman was truly a drama queen, acting convincingly, throwing punches, and getting angry to trick her into escaping voluntarily and shift the blame onto her. She glanced at Meng Chi, lowering her head without daring to protest, knowing he doted on her the most.
Meng Chi kicked Zhu Laosan away and turned to Ruan Ning: “Good sister, stay here with peace of mind. The meals are on the table. I’ll come see you tomorrow.” He dragged Zhu Laosan out. Ruan Ning was on the verge of tears, thinking, Big brother, did you forget something? I’m still handcuffed to the bed!
Meng Yao was cutting fabric when she felt someone behind her. Turning around, she joyfully said, “Brother, when did you get back?” Meng Chi calmly sat down. “Sun Jiagong says you don’t want to marry him?”
“I get annoyed just seeing him. I won’t marry!” Meng Yao said, holding up freshly cut fabric. “Brother, I’m making an outer robe for you. Do you like this color?”
