Untamed Passionate Kiss

Liang Yutang: "If you use the private jet without permission and the news is kept secret, you'll just get beaten up and that's it. But if someone with ulterior motives leaks it out, Uncle Meng will have to give an explanation."

This explanation would be understandable if it were Meng's daughter-in-law who was in danger.

If just any Tom, Dick, or Harry causes such a commotion, then no matter how successful Lao Meng has been in Jingzhou over the years, he probably won't escape being held accountable.

After a long day, Liang Yutang's makeup was a little worn off, and her nose was oily.

Meng Yang looked at the girl's less-than-charming face and laughed.

"Even if she gets beaten up twice, no one would want to marry a disheveled girl into their home."

"Meng Yang, I'm serious!"

Liang Yutang awkwardly touched her nose, feeling irritated.

Meng Yang: "I'm serious too."

Upon closer inspection, one can see that the man's seemingly teasing eyes do indeed conceal a subtle seriousness.

Meng Yang: "Your suggestion is nothing but a delaying tactic. Can it handle things outside, or at home? If another blunder happens, I won't just get beaten up, I'll be expelled from the family register. Or perhaps—"

The man's gaze fell on the girl's face, and this time it was all seriousness.

"You really want to go through the proper betrothal and marriage ceremony to marry me?"

Liang Yutang shut her mouth, wanting to say, "Yes."

But Meng Yang's enthusiasm was even greater than she had imagined.

She suddenly felt a little scared, as if she had let down this fervent enthusiasm.

The atmosphere was tense when Qiqi called.

Qiqi: "Good grief! Weren't you supposed to arrive tonight? I've been waiting for you until ten o'clock!"

On her way back, Liang Yutang told Qiqi that she had secured an order and was treating her girlfriends to a celebration.

But then Meng Yang got into this mess, and she almost forgot about it.

While initially declining, Liang Yutang noticed Meng Yang's somewhat depressed expression and immediately agreed.

Liang Yutang: "Tell someone to leave, to that place we went to last time."

After hanging up the phone, he asked Meng Yang to drive to the members-only club they had visited before.

Meng Yang wanted to refuse, but Liang Yutang spoke first.

"You're just too tense all the time. Tonight, I'll take you out to see the world and let loose."

Meng Yang gave a wry smile and said, "I'm four years older than you."

"Ugh, you're so boring!" Liang Yutang exploded. "Just like Bian Yu, you love to nitpick over words."

As soon as he said that, Meng Yang fell silent, and Liang Yutang felt a sudden tremor in her heart.

She thought she would grieve deeply for a long time during her last phone call with Bian Yu.

Suddenly her phone broke down, and she was penniless and frantic, desperately trying to find a solution.

After buying a new phone, I was starving again; my stomach was still growling...

Meng Yang punched the door open and appeared.

Everything happened so fast that Liang Yutang didn't have time to react, leaving her no time for sentimentality.

It seems to be a "painkiller" bestowed upon her by God.

Suddenly, the old friend brought it up again, and a belated sense of suffocation welled up inside me.

"Drive quickly," Liang Yutang urged, no longer asking for his opinion. "We won't leave until we're drunk tonight."

Meng Yang sighed deeply, "I'll go back and change my clothes first."

He said with a hint of helplessness, "I can't exactly go to a nightclub in a suit."

Liang Yutang smiled, pleased with Meng Yang's compromise.

Meng Yang returned to his apartment, where Liang Yutang waited in the parking lot.

About ten minutes later, the man came downstairs, dressed casually, but Liang Yutang was envious.

Meng Yang is used to being serious and proper, and he almost always attends business occasions, so he is used to wearing a suit.

Suddenly changing into casual clothes, he exudes a different kind of handsomeness.

But the history of that outfit once again broke Liang Yutang's defenses—

It was the very set that was originally intended for Bian Yu, but ended up in Meng Yang's hands by some twist of fate.

Whether Meng Yang did it intentionally or unintentionally, he actually changed into this outfit, which made Liang Yutang feel both sad and guilty.

Once in the car, Meng Yang noticed her somewhat dazed expression. "What's wrong?"

Liang Yutang shook her head. "It's okay, let's go. I've sent you the location."

Meng Yang started the car and sped through the bustling city center.

Looking at the remaining lights in the surrounding shopping mall, she suddenly suggested, "How about you go shopping with me tomorrow?"

Meng Yang had no idea what she was planning. "You usually go shopping with your girlfriends."

Liang Yutang: "That's because you don't usually have time, but this is a perfect opportunity during the Spring Festival holiday."

Meng Yang was suspicious, but he still agreed.

club.

As soon as he entered, he was met with a lot of noise and commotion, which made Meng Yang feel quite uncomfortable.

But Liang Yutang and Qiqi are both experts at creating a lively atmosphere, and they even brought over a bunch of partygoers.

Gradually, he was infected by the lively atmosphere and seemed to be less troubled. He even picked up his wine glass.

Zhang Liang was also there. Seeing Meng Yang and Liang Yutang getting close, he deliberately went over to Liang Yutang and asked, "What's going on?"

Could these two have gotten together again?

The entertainment industry is truly chaotic.

Liang Yutang didn't answer, but instead said nonsense: "Don't go looking for Bian Yu in my name in the future. His wife is considering issuing a lawyer's letter."

Zhang Liang was skeptical, but decided to give up for a while, so he went to Meng Yang's side again to fawn over him.

Meng Yang and he sat in the corner, discussing the possibilities of current new technologies.

Qiqi complained to Liang Yutang, "Why is Brother Yang here? He still acts like a gentleman."

Liang Yutang smiled and said, "I'm used to it."

Qiqi's eyes lit up, and she suggested, "How about we play a little game with him?"

Meng Yang was discussing some new ideas with Zhang Liang when the music suddenly stopped.

He was relieved that they had stopped, otherwise he would have had to shout to speak, when suddenly everyone shouted in unison, "Meng Yang!"

It resounded in the man's ears.

This wasn't just one person shouting.

Judging from the sound, it must have been a group of people shouting.

Meng Yang nodded, then subconsciously turned around, and among the dozen or so people, his gaze locked onto Liang Yutang.

He asked with his eyes: What is it?

With the music and other distractions gone, everyone saw his reaction, including Liang Yutang.

Liang Yutang was taken aback, then Qiqi burst into laughter.

"What did I say again! Hahahaha!"

Then everyone clapped along with Qiqi, gave her a thumbs-up, and said, "I'm totally an expert!"

Meng Yang frowned slightly, confused. "What's going on?"

Their gazes remained fixed on Liang Yutang.

Liang Yutang shook her head, bent down to pick up a plate of watermelon, and walked straight towards Meng Yang.

Zhang Liang was very perceptive; he immediately stood up and gave up the seat next to Meng Yang.

Liang Yutang took her seat and unconsciously asked gently, "Would you like some watermelon?"

Meng Yang didn't respond, looking at the girl's suddenly gentle expression.

With her slightly flushed cheeks from having a little wine, she looked incredibly cute and delicate...

Meng Yang was at a loss for words for a moment, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

As they got closer, Liang Yutang accurately noticed his physiological reactions.

A question that had puzzled her was finally answered in her clever mind.

"They were playing a game just now."

Liang Yutang said, "Qiqi said there's a psychological test. If you like someone, when many people call your name at the same time, your eyes will immediately look at her."

Even though he was used to big events, President Meng's heart skipped a beat.

Liang Yutang will not let him off the hook.

"The person you were just looking at... was me, wasn't it?"