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Chapter 500 - 330 Greater Insult

Chapter 500: Chapter 330 Greater Insult

"What are your investment intentions?"

A sudden voice from behind interrupted the conversation between the two.

Haitang was startled and turned her head to see Weiwei, feeling inexplicably guilty.

Meng Lang was calm, "Oh! I was just discussing this with Lawyer Lin..."

"Ahem! It’s nothing, just discussing some legal risks related to investment!"

Haitang quickly cut him off, as if she was terrified he would say something outrageous. She also gave him a warning glare.

"Ah, right!"

Everything you say is right, okay.

"You two, just chatting about law when you’re free?" Weiwei looked suspicious.

"Exactly, as they say, listening to a wide range of opinions can clarify things, while relying solely on one source may lead to misunderstandings. Lawyer Lin is great in all aspects, but sometimes she can be a bit stubborn. She really needs to hear different opinions, right?" Meng Lang winked at Haitang.

"Yeah! That’s true. Ever since I’ve known her, she’s always been one to obsess over details," Weiwei nodded in agreement.

Haitang: "..."

Meng Lang immediately laughed, giving a big thumbs up.

"Great minds think alike! Oh, Master Yan, your outfit today is truly stunning. Full marks from me."

Weiwei was dressed in a fiery red dress with exotic flair, enhancing her vivaciousness and with her perfect figure, she could rival any cover model.

"Who asked for your full marks!"

Weiwei lifted her chin proudly, although she couldn’t hide the smugness on her face.

"But the real dazzler is yet to come... ta-da!"

Weiwei performed a classic gesture inviting someone to enter from behind her.

...

But after waiting a while, nothing happened.

"Xiao Yu, come out quick!" Weiwei couldn’t resist urging.

Only then did a reluctant little head adorned with silver ornaments poke out from behind the door.

"Sister Weiwei, can I not come out?" Xiao Yu’s face was flushed with shyness.

"It took half an hour to get dressed, you coming out would make it worth it. Come on, quick!"

Weiwei stepped forward without another word, pulling the elaborately dressed Xiao Yu out...

"Wow! Master Yan is amazing!" Meng Lang’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

"Humph! Need I say more? These silver ornaments almost drove me crazy. What do you think?"

"Need I say more? It’s like a fairy descending to earth, strutting down a runway! Xiao Yu, you mustn’t leave the house today."

"Ah? Why?"

"The weather forecast said it’s going to rain tonight. If you get wet, I’m afraid you’ll sprout from being too cute!"

Xiao Yu: "o(*///▽///*)o"

"Haha! Quick! While you haven’t sprouted yet, let’s take some photos, start with me and Xiao Yu."

"Okay! Call me the royal photographer. Here, stand over here, this spot has a nice background. Okay, 1-2-3... eggplant!"

"Click! Click click..."

"Are we done? Let me see... Hmm..."

"What’s wrong?"

"Royal photographer? Is this it?" Weiwei looked up at Meng Lang with a mischievous gaze.

"Um..."

"This lighting, this angle, this composition..."

"Were you swapped out last time? You weren’t like this before, were you? Is your skill level really that inconsistent?"

"Um..." Faced with Weiwei’s skeptical look, Meng Lang awkwardly touched his nose.

"This is normal, after all, in one’s lifetime, there may be just a few highlight moments..."

"Ah? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Watching the two bicker, Haitang’s eyes flashed with complexity...

...

That night, as expected, the rain poured down in buckets.

The large raindrops pitter-pattered against the window sills, stirring a late-night restlessness...

"Creak~"

A figure tiptoed into Meng Lang’s room.

After shutting the door, they stood by the bed for a long while. Then, with a clenched jaw, the figure dove into Meng Lang’s bed!

However, the next moment... they met a pair of eyes that shined bright in the dark.

The figure stiffened.

"Sigh! Lawyer Lin, your actions now don’t seem as simple as just expressing investment intentions. You’re trying to force a merger..."

Meng Lang sighed.

Yet there was little of the pleasant surprise one might expect from being ’attacked’ at night in his tone...

"You... you’re still awake this late?" Haitang felt her face burning hot, overwhelmed with the urge to turn and flee.

Didn’t you know that there’s a type of late night called harboring anticipation...

Yes, he hadn’t locked the door after all.

His friend was right, the moment you toss the coin, you already know what choice you want to make...

"You burst into a single man’s room in the middle of the night just to ask if he’s asleep?"

"..."

Facing Meng Lang’s intense gaze and inhaling his masculine scent, Haitang’s heart pounded wildly.

Unable to help herself, she lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his chest, not wanting him to see her current expression.

It took a long while before her voice, as faint as a mosquito’s hum, emerged.

"I just thought what you said today made some sense, so... I don’t mind making a one-time angel investment..."

With a beauty in his arms, his breath sweet as orchids.

And with those suggestive words, almost any man would know what to do in such a moment.

Meng Lang reached out a hand, passing over Haitang’s slightly trembling shoulders.

Haitang was only wearing a thin silk nightgown. The moment their skin touched, her mind went blank, and she could only clutch tightly at his shirt.

However, the heart-fluttering scene one might imagine did not occur. Meng Lang’s hand merely rested on Haitang’s head.