My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 424 - 284: Door Clients

Chapter 424: Chapter 284: Door Clients

Watching Elder Yan’s face turn from white to black, then from black to red, and then from red to a whole spectrum of colors...

Surprising, isn’t it? Angry, right? Want to hit me, don’t you?

That’s right!

Not only did I make my point clear, but I also lowered his good opinion of me, preventing him from getting any more ideas about me—a win-win!

This time, our relationship has become so stiff, I should be on his blacklist by now, right?

Meng Lang only felt extremely relieved after spraying out all those words.

You old reprobate, that’ll teach you to stray from the right path!

So what if I cursed you? If it weren’t for Yan Weiwei’s sake, and considering your advanced age, giving you a beating would have been going easy on you!

We’re sworn enemies!

The whole place was stunned into silence by Meng Lang’s words for a good ten seconds...

Xiao Yu and Lin Haitang were dumbstruck, while the others looked at Meng Lang as if they were witnessing a hero in action.

The initial "indifference to fame and fortune" could have been seen as a subtle dig, but "test tube baby" was practically like pointing at Yan Feng’s nose and saying: You think you can just create another one on your own!

And this was absolutely merciless!

Yan Weiwei stood there in a daze, looking at the "unflinchingly courageous" Meng Lang, her face a mix of emotion and complication.

Never had she imagined he could do something like this for her...

From childhood, those who knew the inside story of the Yan family either sided with Yan Feng or advised her to resign herself to fate. Even those who sympathized with her could only make subtle hints under the pressure of Yan Feng’s power.

For the first time in her life, someone stood in front of her and unapologetically pointed at her own father’s nose, clearly taking her side...

Yan Weiwei felt her heart beating a bit too fast.

"Bang!" Yan Feng slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone.

Just when everyone thought he was finally about to blow up...

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Good! Very good!"

Yan Feng suddenly began to laugh heartily while slapping the table.

"Uh..."

Everyone was confused again.

What’s going on here? He thinks this is good? Elder Yan, have you been cursed into stupidity?

Why are both the old and the young not playing by the rules?

"You’re Meng Lang, right? Meng as in ’ride the waves’? Good! Very good! I’m impressed with you! I’ll remember you!"

Yan Feng continued to laugh, looking at Meng Lang with genuine appreciation in his eyes.

"I..."

Meng Lang was flabbergasted.

This isn’t right! What happened to his favorability plummeting?

Why isn’t this going according to the script?

Could this be a ruse, with a hidden blade behind the smile, maybe a signal to bring in his hatchet men, or is he planning to have a hundred or so disciples kidnap me afterward?

But his expression didn’t seem like that, did it?

What is happening here?

"Sigh! I’m well aware that I’ve wronged Weiwei; after all, she’s a girl..." Yan Feng’s gaze softened.

"You’re right. I was too focused on fame and profits. But as the Twelve Road Spring Leg gradually declined, I, as the helmsman, felt ashamed to face my forebears..."

Yan Feng sighed, then turned his gaze back to Meng Lang and smiled, patting him on the shoulder.

"I was worried that Weiwei’s rebelliousness might lead her to do something foolish, or that she might be approached and deceived by people with ulterior motives due to her inability to judge character.

However, your behavior today has completely put my mind at ease.

Daring to speak out freely, and even daring to mock me to my face the first time we meet, not fearing that I might throw you into the Ba River to feed the fish—what guts for a young man!

If you truly didn’t stand up for Weiwei, if you really didn’t care about Weiwei from the bottom of your heart, how could you have done such an impulsive thing?

Having a friend like you by her side makes me, as a father, feel more at ease."

Shit!

What kind of reasoning is this? You actually have that kind of interpretation?!

What happened to the paternal love that was supposed to be like mountains crumbling and earth splitting?

In the blink of an eye, has paternal love become as solid as the Himalayas? Can you not be so fickle?!

Meng Lang was completely overwhelmed.

This is a huge misunderstanding!

"Hmm! Not bad, I also think this young man is quite impressive. The first time I saw him, I could tell this kid was fearless! Not bad at all!"

Kong Wu took the opportunity to add his own comment...

"Absolutely, I guarantee with my personality, Brother Meng is beyond reproach, noble in character, generous and bold, superior in ability, a hundred times better than those so-called young talents I’ve met!"

Fan Shigang pounded his chest, adding another knife.

Orz!

Meng Lang stood there dumbfounded, not understanding how things had taken such a turn.

Yan Feng and Kong Wu looked at him with approval, Fan Shigang smiled like a fawning dog, and even Sister Kong showed a look of exceptional admiration.

He glanced blankly at Yan Weiwei on his left and saw that she was darting her gaze about, trying to hide her embarrassment by looking away...

Meng Lang: "..."

Could I be any more at a loss for words?

I curse someone out and end up being praised as an "outstanding young man"?

What kind of world is this!

In the end, dazed and confused, I didn’t even know how the banquet came to a close. The little old man, Yan Feng, led us out to the hotel room. As we were leaving, he quietly pulled me aside.

"Xiao Meng, I’m tentatively not against you being friends with Weiwei. But young man, mind your boundaries, you catch my drift?"

Having said that, he left me with a meaningful, warning glance before departing.

I... I don’t catch your sister’s drift at all!

You’re telling me to mind my boundaries, have you old reprobate minded yours?

Who’s the one who’s overtly pressuring me to be boundaryless?

This is the very definition of being haughty and then humble!

You opportunistic old man!

Turning around, I met the odd gazes of Yan Weiwei, Lin Haitang, and Xiao Yu.