My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 165 - 139: You’re Good at Driving

Chapter 165: Chapter 139: You’re Good at Driving

Meng Lang was just about to step forward to greet her when he heard Lin Haitang speak directly.

"Chairman Gao, I still have clients over here, so I won’t chat much. Let’s have tea together next time."

Gao Yuan glanced around at the several men and women around Lin Haitang and nodded with a smile.

"Sure, I won’t disturb Lawyer Lin’s work then, we’ll head off first."

Meng Lang hesitated for a moment but still followed Gao Yuan out of the café.

It wasn’t until they reached the doorway that Gao Yuan spoke, "It seems, Lawyer Lin didn’t really want to ’meet’ you, did she?"

"Ah? What?" Meng Lang was somewhat taken aback.

Looking at Meng Lang, Gao Yuan seemed to discern something from his expression and her eyes gradually filled with amusement.

"I mean, there are two possibilities, one is that the people she was with made it inconvenient, and the other... she is angry."

Confronted with Gao Yuan’s somewhat teasing gaze, Meng Lang felt a bit guilty.

"Don’t doubt it, it’s definitely the first reason!"

Gao Yuan stared at him for a moment, then her lips curved up, "Mm! I think so too."

[I am an anti-marriage advocate.]

Remembering this sentence Lin Haitang had once said to herself, Gao Yuan thought that this matter was even more interesting now...

...

Inside the café.

In the crowd, Han Li watched as the two disappeared at the door, deep in thought.

"Lawyer Lin, that was Gao Yuan just now, right?"

"Yep!"

"She really moves fast, doesn’t she? Hooking up with a young fresh meat already? Eh! Who’s that guy next to her?"

Han Li asked in a very gossipy manner.

Lin Haitang glanced at her, then turned and walked away.

"Don’t know him."

...

Qing Song Primary School.

"Xiao Yu, over here!"

"Uncle!" As Xiao Yu was instructing something to a group of little kids and saw Meng Lang waiting at the door, she ran toward him joyfully.

Seeing their leader run off, the gang of little kids immediately scattered, each returning to their own homes to find their own moms.

Only one little chubby kid hurriedly followed them.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

"I was heading home and just happened to pass by," Meng Lang said with a smile as he patted Xiao Yu’s head.

"I ran into your sister this afternoon; she was meeting with clients. I figured she wouldn’t have the time to pick you up."

"No way, recently it’s always been Sister Yan picking me up. My sister couldn’t out-talk Sister Yan, so she just let her do it.

Actually, I already know the way very well, and I even brushed up on a book called ’Thirty-Six Safety Tips for Children’, so I don’t really need someone to pick me up."

Thirty-Six Safety Tips for Children, what a book title!

Meng Lang couldn’t help but chuckle.

"And, let me tell you a secret," Xiao Yu leaned in conspiratorially. "Sister Yan has been teaching me kung fu lately!"

"What? Learning kung fu?" Meng Lang was stunned for a moment, and then alarm bells rang in his mind!

Here I am, painstakingly hoping Xiao Yu would stick to the path of science to save her uncle, and you’re planning to make her abandon literature for martial arts?

Weiwei, can’t you find something proper to do like beating up street thugs or kicking the bullies of the Black Society, instead of always causing me trouble!

"Xiao Yu, well... learning some self-defense skills is definitely good, but don’t follow your Sister Yan’s old path.

As they say, ’poor in literature, rich in martial arts,’ but in this era, it’s knowledge that changes your destiny, not fighting prowess—that’s for the heirs of the rich...

Uh...Chubby kid, who are you? Why are you following us?"

Just as he was setting things straight, Meng Lang was interrupted.

Turning around, Xiao Yu realized there was a little tag-along behind them.

"Who... who’re you calling chubby! My name is Wang Zikai, I’m Xiao Yu’s classmate! We met before!"

"Oh! I remember now!" Meng Lang finally recalled that "Brother Solitude."

It seems this chubby kid is his son.

"Wang Zikai, what are you doing following us? Hurry home," Xiao Yu said.

The chubby kid was about to speak when a man’s voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Zikai! What are you running for? I’ve been calling you and you didn’t even hear."

Meng Lang looked up and couldn’t help but laugh.

"Brother Wang! We meet again."

Wang Xianfu saw Meng Lang and hesitated for a moment, his face turning slightly unnatural before quickly returning to normal.

"Ha-ha! It’s Brother Meng, what a coincidence..."

He puffed out his belly as he spoke, highlighting the Hermès logo on his waist.

Can’t outdo you in having kids, and don’t have a partner as pretty as yours, but look, I’ve got money!

Feeling a bit of psychological advantage regained, Wang Xianfu wrapped his arm around his son, "Zikai, what do you want for dinner tonight? Oh right, you like lobster, don’t you? How about seafood tonight?"

"Hold on a sec, I still have some things to do here!" Much to everyone’s surprise, the chubby kid forcefully wriggled out of Wang Xianfu’s embrace, then with a somewhat ingratiating face, he sidled up to Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Yu, please! I want to change my role in this performance. Being an extra with so many people really doesn’t show off my acting!

I don’t need the main role, just one with more screen time and that’s unique!"

The roles were already set; how could they just change now!

Xiao Yu was just about to refuse, but glancing at Wang Xianfu, she felt she should consider it since he was an acquaintance of her uncle.

After thinking it over, she changed her mind, "Okay! I’ll design a unique one for you."

"Wow! That’s awesome!" The chubby kid immediately jumped for joy.

"A play? Is it that children’s drama you mentioned last time?" Meng Lang asked Xiao Yu curiously.

"Yes! Tomorrow night, there will be a talent show at the school, uncle, you should come too, I’ve prepared a surprise for you!" Xiao Yu said with a secretive smile.

"A surprise?" Meng Lang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "If it’s a performance that Xiao Yu cares so much about, then I must go!

By the way, what role are you playing?"

"I’ll play the villain!"

"Ah? Uh... Hahaha! Then Xiao Yu will definitely be the most beautiful villain on the stage!"

Seeing this joyful scene, Wang Xianfu’s mouth twitched slightly.

Look, look!

This hopeless little rascal, everyone else is preparing surprises, and you’re just shamelessly begging for roles?

Shameful!

But this time, he finally sensed something was off from their conversation.

"Uncle? Brother Meng, you’re not Xiao Yu’s parent, are you?"

"Ah, I’ve never said I was, I’m not that old, how could I have a daughter as old as Xiao Yu." Meng Lang laughed.

"Xiao Yu’s sister is my friend, I sometimes help pick up Xiao Yu."

Sister? That beauty from last time?

So that’s it! I thought so! How could there be such a winner in life? Getting all the good stuff!

This is definitely a backup who’s trying to ingratiate himself!

The smile on Wang Xianfu’s face immediately brightened by three degrees.

"Ah! I get it, hehe! Young man, you have good taste, keep it up! I support you!"

After finishing, he looked toward Wang Zikai.

"Zikai! That performance, Dad will come to watch, you must perform well!"

"Ah? Don’t you usually dislike attending these evening events, always calling them childish?" The little fatty asked, confused.

"What are you talking about? Dad always takes your education very seriously! If you can surprise me with your performance, I’ll buy you whatever you want afterward!"

"Even if you didn’t say it, I would try hard. The prize for winning this time is a gaming console!" The little fatty mumbled.

Uh... A game console as a prize for a primary school performance?

While he was still puzzled, Meng Lang heard a familiar voice.

"Meng Lang?"

He turned his head and saw Yan Weiwei squeezing through a crowd of parents and children.

With long strides, she quickly walked up to them.

"I knew you would be here." Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes.

"Sister Yan!" Xiao Yu smiled and clung onto Yan Weiwei’s arm.

This scene stunned Wang Xianfu.

What’s going on here? Another sister?

Yan Weiwei was wearing a pair of white sneakers today, with her hair tied up, revealing her slender neck; the skinny jeans accentuated her long, straight legs attracting lots of attention.

Her features were distinct even without makeup, somewhat mesmerizing.

Xiao Yu, how many sisters do you have?

Wang Xianfu pricked up his ears.

"I didn’t even know you were coming today." Meng Lang too rolled his eyes helplessly. "So, should I leave?"

Just as Yan Weiwei was about to say something that sounded like you know better, she suddenly thought of something and her expression changed, squeezing out a smile.

"Hey, hey, don’t! Since you’re already here, let’s go back together, we’re all so familiar, why split up?"

"Hmm?" Meng Lang looked at her suspiciously.

This sudden enthusiasm felt like a conspiracy.

At this moment, Wang Xianfu finally found a chance to interject, "Ahem! Brother Meng, I’ve driven here, how about I give you guys a lift?"

"Beep!" A nearby Audi flashed its lights cooperatively.

He maintained a reserved smile, looking at Yan Weiwei.

"Oh! No need, we drove here too."

"Beep!" Next to the Audi, a very eye-catching Porsche 911 flashed.

Wang Xianfu: "..."

"Come on, get in the car." Yan Weiwei eagerly opened the passenger door for Meng Lang.

Meng Lang and Xiao Yu exchanged puzzled glances.

"Uh... Is something the matter?" He was about to say you must be crazy, but changed his mind.

He peeked into the car, half-expecting that it was filled with several burly men ready to club him and shove him into a sack as soon as he got in.

"Oh, get in and we’ll talk." Yan Weiwei threw a coquettish look.

"If you don’t tell me, I daren’t get in!" Meng Lang resolutely shook his head.

Yan Weiwei immediately got angry, but remembering she was the one asking for a favor, she could only smile obsequiously and whispered something to Meng Lang.

"What? No! I’m not going!"

"Why not! We’re paying! Name your price!"

"It’s not about the money, it’s just too crowded there."

"But you’re good at driving! What’s there to fear!"

"Once in a while is okay, just to relieve some stress, but my little heart can’t handle too much."

"Ah, come on, just one more time! Can’t we do it just once?"

Wang Xianfu: "..."

His mind was in complete disarray.

The implications of this dialogue were enormous, causing his brain to stall; by the time he reacted, his eyeballs were almost envious and red.

Please, have mercy!

We’re at an elementary school here!

Can’t you keep this kind of talk private?