The lobby was too quiet, making Meng Yue's heart thump like a drum.

"You..."

"Darling, catch this." Tang Muyan reached out and handed the white rose to Meng Yueguai again.

Meng Yugu's face quickly flushed, in order to put an end to this farce, he swiftly took the bouquet.

"That's right, Meng Yu Gui, come with me and meet my dad," Jiang Yi Ran tugged at the bewildered Meng Yu Gui and walked towards his father, who had a dark expression on his face.

"Hey, Boss Jiang, this is Yu Gui, someone you know."

"I am your father!"

Ah, speaking from a biological standpoint, it's like this." Tang Muyan's gaze drifted towards the beautiful waitress beside him, a sneer playing on the corner of his lips.

"So, you can just bring a man to me?" Jiang's father lowered his voice, gritting his teeth and asking.

"Ah, this is the clothing merchant I introduced to you. Isn't your company planning to shoot a microfilm?"

"Tsk, if you ask me, Yu Gui has achieved much more than you. She already has her own store. Look at yourself, doing nothing all day long, only putting effort into women."

"Stop praising me. Even if I didn't study finance and chose to pursue something else, I would still open an online store. You would surely say that I'm not focused on my career. As for being attached to women, well, I'm not married anyway, so it's not against morals, at most it's just an issue of personal style. I don't want to be like certain people." Jiang Yiran sneered, glancing at his father, "Let's go, let's go back home. We've seen enough, it's time to leave."

"Goodbye, Uncle," Meng said with a smile of apology, and was then pulled away by Jiang Yi Ran.

"Brother." A slightly green voice called out to Jiang Yiran.

"Hey, Yi Qing, you're here too." Jiang Yiran finally showed a somewhat normal smile.

Jiang Yiqing looked around, making sure no one was looking at them, before he spoke, "Bro, did you make Dad angry again?"

"I have told you that he is your father, not mine. Yi Qing, you are my younger brother, but that doesn't mean I have to acknowledge your parents."

Jiang Yiqing furrowed his brow. As a third-year high school student, he clearly couldn't fully understand the logical relationship in it.

"Yiqing, aren't you already in the first semester of your senior year? Why did the old man let you come to such a ghostly place at such a crucial time?"

My dad said I should change my mindset and take a break.

"Nonsense! Who goes to a place like this to relax? The old man just wants to show off and let you see all the big bosses," Jiang Yiran shook his head. "Alright, you're a good baby, stay here. Remember not to drink. I'm leaving now."

Jiang Yiran was about to pull Mang Yue out as he spoke, but his hand was stopped by another hand.

"Master Jiang, you have occupied my treasure for quite a long time. Isn't it time for you to return it to me?" Tang Muyan's voice carried a hint of threat, accompanied by a deep, husky tone that was devilishly seductive.

"Uh... You two are together?" Jiang Yiran immediately veered off course.

"No, no!" Meng Ruiguan quickly snapped out of it and waved his hand.

Jiang Yiran opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was choked with distress.

"Uh, well, let's go then." Meng Yue awkwardly smiled and then tugged Tang Muyan along, leaving Jiang Yi behind alone in disarray.

Tang Muyan was somewhat surprised that Meng Yuegui would actually take hold of him and lead the way. The two of them continued walking until they stepped out of the hotel before finally coming to a stop.

"Yu Gui, actually I came here to discuss business," Tang Muyan's lips curved into a smile as he squinted his eyes.

"What? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Meng Yu Gui spewed a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

"You didn't ask."

"Do you want to go back now?"

"No, I'm nearly done with my matters," he said.

"Uh, so where are we going?"

"Mmm... go and book a hotel room."

"Huh?"

Tang Muyan's lips curled into a smile as he raised his hand to touch his head. "I've been by your side for so long, and you still haven't given up on being friends with me?"

Hmm...hmm?

"It seems that I haven't made it clear enough. Well, I'm going to start chasing after you. Take care of yourself, okay."

Meng Yuguiren's face was filled with confusion, but her heart was beating so fast that it was alarming.

"You...you, what are you saying?"

"I say, I want to pursue you," Tang Muyan spoke with clear articulation and a captivating voice. However, Meng Yuigui felt as though he had fallen into a deep blue abyss. Oh, God, those damnably seductive eyes, like that apple. No, it was more like a snake, or temptation itself.

"Muyan..." Meng Ruigui muttered softly, unsure of what to say.

"You don't have to say anything. Words don't always reflect one's true feelings. I'll give you some time. Let's go to the hotel and think."

Meng Yuanguo exclaimed in confusion, "Huh?" He couldn't comprehend the logical connection between these events. However, the icy touch of the hand that was pulling him seemed to possess some sort of magic. Meng Yuanguo was involuntarily dragged into the car, taken to a hotel, and a room was booked.

"Let's go home, and stay together," Tang Muyan said, sitting on the window sill, looking out at the sea covered in thin fog. It was a seaside hotel, and the sea seemed like a blue story shrouded in mist.

"Sweet Milk, you said that blue symbolizes melancholy. Why does looking at the sea make people forget their worries?"

Perhaps there is so much sadness hidden in the sea that when we see it, we feel that our own sadness is insignificant.

"Doesn't the blue eyes resemble the vast sea?"

"Mhmm."

"My mother has blue eyes, so do my aunt and uncle. But my mother's eyes are the most beautiful, probably because they hold so much sadness within them." Tang Muyan closed his eyes and his deep voice seemed to be reciting a poem. "Only my eyes are green, they say it's a mark of my lowly status. After all, it's almost impossible for a mixed-race person like me, with both Western and Chinese ancestry, to have green eyes. My parents' eyes are blue and black, after all."

"But your eyes are beautiful."

Ah... That's because you're in my eyes." Tang Muyan suddenly turned his head, and his emerald eyes reflected a clear image of Mengyuigu. Although not clearly discernible, the unnatural expression on his face was evident.

"Baby, you can't escape anymore." Tang Muyan walked up to Meng Yuexi and looked down at him from a superior position.

"I..."

"I mentioned that you don't have to answer immediately."

"That..."

"Finally, after so much difficulty, let's stay here for today."

"But..."

"We came here recently... But that's not important. Besides, the hotel we stayed at last time wasn't this one."

"What's special about this hotel?"

The hotel is called "Nourishment of Love."

"Can I check out?”

"No, that's not possible."

"......"