My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 93 - 84: You’re Welcome_2

Chapter 93: Chapter 84: You’re Welcome_2

"Are you clear about all these?"

You saw what happened to that blond guy.

He was taken away in grandeur, but right on his heels, he came back like a destitute dog to turn himself in."

"After you go in, whether you’re treated as a VIP or cannon fodder, you’d better weigh it up for yourself!"

Wang Zhao Ping patted his shoulder and promptly left.

Leaving Lin Wei standing there, his face ashen...

...

"Wow~"X2

Meng Lang and Xiao Yu stared, dumbfounded, at the red Porsche 911 parked in front of them.

The distinctly full contours, the air intake grill at the rear, the muscle-like blend of lines from the side creating an impressive turnaround, and the visual impact of the wide C-pillars and large wheels made it stand out starkly in the parking lot.

"Beep!" The headlights flashed once.

"Come on! Get in!"

Weiwei tossed her hair back commandingly and took the driver’s seat first.

The young and the older exchanged glances, feeling the intangible aura of money.

Seeing this car, Meng Lang finally realized that this unassuming guy who often came over for meals actually owned dozens of apartments and was a wealthy second generation.

Come to think of it... shouldn’t he consider buying a car as well?

"Uncle, didn’t you say you were quite wealthy? Are you as rich as Sister Weiwei?" Xiao Yu whispered, leaning in.

"This..." Meng Lang thought about the balance in his card and leaned in, lowering his voice as well.

"I’m not that rich, but say a few elderly stumble in front of the car later, I could certainly help lift a few."

...

The sports car’s performance was impeccable, and the thrust it offered was top-notch, but unfortunately, it coincided with the rush hour, making it a bit over-the-top.

Don’t ask me why there is still a rush hour on weekends, asking that shows lack of professionalism.

When they reached home, it was just mealtime, and surprisingly, a tempting smell of food was already wafting from apartment 302.

"You’re back, just in time for dinner."

There stood Lin Haitang, wearing an apron and smiling as she walked out of the kitchen with a plate of braised eggplant.

"Eh? Sister, you’re back?" Xiao Yu exclaimed, surprised.

"Yeah! Just got back not long ago."

Lin Haitang, dressed in a loose-knit sweater and an apron, looked every part the housewife, causing Meng Lang to take a few extra glances.

Then his gaze quickly turned to the three dishes and one soup on the table.

Braised eggplant, Kung Pao chicken, stir-fried broccoli, and a sour fish soup, all fragrant.

Setting aside the taste, just the color and aroma were no less appealing than what Xiao Yu cooked.

"Sister! The flower sea was beautiful. Let’s go see it together next time we have a chance."

"Sure."

Seeing Xiao Yu’s smile much brighter than usual, Lin Haitang felt a bit guilty.

She looked at Meng Lang and Weiwei and smiled.

"You guys worked hard today; come on, let’s eat."

"Haitang, I didn’t know you could cook," Weiwei remarked, seemingly surprised.

She picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, her eyes lighting up immediately.

"Yum! Delicious! Truly worthy of my Haitang, skilled in both the study and the kitchen!"

Lin Haitang couldn’t help but roll her eyes,

"Hehe! You guys might not know, but I only learned a bit of my cooking skills from my sister," Xiao Yu said, laughing and making a tiny gesture with her hand.

"Since even Xiao Yu says so, I definitely need to taste this thoroughly."

Meng Lang sat down, eyes on the sour fish soup in the middle, which was exuding a rich aroma.

The fish slices were tender and white, with chili and Sichuan pepper floating on top, the colors red and green enticingly mixed.

The broth was thick, carrying the clear fragrance of Sichuan pepper with a unique sourness from the pickled vegetables.

He took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

Soft and juicy, it melted right away, the sour and spicy flavors incredibly lingering and leaving a delightful aftertaste.

A blissful expression appeared on Meng Lang’s face.

"No wonder Xiao Yu’s cooking is so exceptional; there’s an expert guiding her, a true case of an outstanding student from a great teacher!"

"Glad you like it. Here, have some more," Lin Haitang said, smiling as she personally handed Meng Lang a piece of broccoli.

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the table froze.

Meng Lang stared in shock, Weiwei glared daggers, and Xiao Yu’s mouth formed an ’O’ shape.

Haitang disregarded the strange looks from everyone and smiled at Meng Lang.

"Meng Lang, have you met Gao Yuan these past few days?"

Whew~ So you’re trying to pump me for information!

He was certain that Gao Yuan hadn’t mentioned anything to Haitang about what he had done; otherwise, Haitang wouldn’t be asking.

Meng Lang mentally braced himself, vowing not to fall for the beauty trap.

"Yes! I have," Meng Lang replied calmly.

What is there to hide anyway?

My actions are upright and above board!

Just wait for your next question, and I’ll share my heroic deeds of helping others; I can already anticipate the admiring glances, surely that will boost my social circle reputation.

Haitang had an expression of ’that figures.’

"Gao Yuan? The billionaire you mentioned before?" Weiwei curiously asked.

"Yeah! No wonder she started asking about you as soon as she saw me. Anyway, let’s eat!"

Huh? Meng Lang was stunned.

This isn’t how the script was supposed to go?

"Aren’t you curious about what she and I discussed?" he probed.

This time it was Haitang who was taken aback.

"Huh? The dealings between your organization and her, can you share that with us at the table?"

"Uh...

Meng Lang was embarrassed, only then realizing the excuse he had used earlier to get someone to introduce Gao Yuan.

"Cough! How could I talk about it, it’s top secret, the organization has rules."

He suddenly realized he had inadvertently elevated the prestige of the organization to such a high level that he was struggling to keep up.

After all, how could gods eat garlic?

...

After dinner, Xiao Yu eagerly volunteered to wash the dishes.

Weiwei sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to binge some series.

The TV had just turned on, coincidentally catching a news broadcast.

[According to our reporter, on the afternoon of March 30th, our city’s criminal police team cracked a child trafficking case in Xiping Village, rescuing 12 abducted children.

The suspects, Luo and Liu, among others, have all been apprehended.

Following leads provided by the suspects, authorities in East Guang and Hujian followed the trail, destroying two child trafficking dens and rescuing dozens of abducted children, successfully solving this major trafficking case.

The police are currently making every effort to locate the relatives of these abducted children, hoping to reunite them with their parents as soon as possible...]

The sound from the TV shifted Meng’s attention.

The scene being played on the TV was apparently from a law enforcement recorder, somewhat shaky but still clear.

One after another, disheveled children in tattered clothes were being pulled out from a dark den.

There were boys and girls, the oldest being around eleven or twelve, the youngest appearing to be only three or four, with many bearing alarming bruises and scars.

Once they emerged from the pitch-dark basement, all the children burst into tears, and the scene was somewhat chaotic.

Many police officers were trying their best to comfort these traumatized children.

Some of the children seemed terrified, and when approached by a police officer, they actually scurried into a corner.

"Damn it! These traffickers are truly inhumane!"

"Yeah! The government is already discussing enhancing the punishment for trafficking women and children; hopefully, such tragedies won’t happen again."

The painful plight of the children on screen successfully ignited the indignation of both Weiwei and Haitang.

Meng, watching the children being rescued on the TV, couldn’t help but show a slight, relieved smile.

All the effort wasn’t in vain.

But it took two days to break the news.

Right, they must have wanted to track down their suppliers and buyers.

That Wang Zhao Ping guy, his skills are pretty solid!

[Reporter: Now let’s hear from Officer Qin of the Su City criminal police team, who cracked the case. Officer Qin, as one of the heroes of this case, could you share something about the process of solving this case?

Qin Xiaoru: Well... if you talk about heroes, we must particularly thank an anonymous tipster who didn’t want to reveal his name; without his information, we wouldn’t have been able to track down this trafficking den.

On behalf of these children and their parents, I sincerely say, thank you!]

"You’re welcome!" Meng revealed a smile.

"Huh?" "What did you say?"

Both women turned around.

"Oh! Nothing much, I was just saying, with these traffickers, definitely don’t be lenient!"