Chapter 130

Lin Meng learned from her aunt that Ye Chenjing, in his search for her, had reached out all the way to Li Shi, and she felt somewhat uneasy.

After thinking, she decided to give Ye Chenjing a heads‑up in advance, so he wouldn't later worry about not being able to find her.

Night was deepening, Ye Chenjing's luxury car was parked in the villa next door.

Lin Meng came to the door holding a plate of berries, and Ye Chenjing opened the door quickly.

Working this late, General Manager Ye, you really work hard.

It was just polite talk; Lin Meng didn't say it smoothly, feeling a bit awkward, and quickly handed over the fruit plate.

Please have some fruit; I also came to explain things to you in person.

Ye Chenjing hadn't expected that after a busy day at work, he'd see Lin Meng as soon as he got home; it was somewhat surprising.

He looked at the fruit plate in front of him; the height difference between them made Lin Meng hold the plate high, and he quickly took it, feeling very pleased.

Go on.

Lin Meng thought it over; naturally she couldn't tell the truth, so she forced herself to say:

Actually I have a kind of indirect shut‑in tendency—I'm the type who just wants to stay alone somewhere undisturbed, to be by myself for a while; the fact that you couldn't reach me for those five days is exactly that.

Saying that, it must be hard to believe, right?

After all, even shut‑ins use electronic devices; how could they not use them? They'd definitely have their phones with them.

Lin Meng lifted her head and blinked at Ye Chenjing, but he nodded without hesitation and said:

I see; occasionally being alone can be enjoyable too.

Lin Meng was stunned, thinking, "This big CEO is too easy to fool—he just believed that?"

She had wanted to add a few more words, but it turned out unnecessary.

So Lin Meng immediately said:

Next time I need to disappear for a while, I'll definitely let you know in advance—I came just to tell you this. All right, get some rest early; I won't bother you anymore.

Lin Meng waved her hand and turned to leave without waiting for Ye Chenjing to speak again.

He watched her retreating silhouette in a daze until he could no longer see Lin Meng, then he turned and went back inside.

He looked at the fruit plate in his hand, picked up a blueberry and popped it into his mouth.

If Xiao Chen were here now, he'd surely stare wide‑eyed in surprise.

General Manager Ye never eats small‑sized fruit, supposedly because he choked on a grape as a child and has avoided such fruit ever since.

But this time Ye Chenjing ate one blueberry after another, chewing slowly to savor it—could it be just because Lin Meng gave them to him?

The blueberry burst in his mouth, clean and sweet with a hint of tartness spreading across his palate.

Ye Chenjing thought about what Lin Meng had just said, and a faint bitter‑sweet smile curled his lips.

It seems Lin Meng still doesn't regard him as someone important enough to confide in completely.

How could he really believe the excuse of not checking her phone for five days because she wanted solitude? He was just unwilling to expose her, unwilling to admit the truth.

But soon Ye Chenjing felt at ease.

The secret Lin Meng kept concerned only herself; she had the right to conceal it from anyone.

Everyone has secrets they don't want discovered, things they can't talk about—including himself.

Since Lin Meng didn't want to say it, he would just guard it for her.

The next day, the Fang family learned that Ye Chenjing would attend the blessing ceremony.

Fang Siyao's mind immediately sprang into action.

She clung to Fang Fang, acting coquettishly.

Grandma, you're not close with Grandpa Ye, are you? Can't you pull some strings so I can get more contact with Ye Chenjing?

Please, Grandma—uncle and the others keep saying our Fang family needs to marry into a wealthy clan, and the Ye family are the top rich; their business empire in medicine isn't any worse than ours, right?

After returning from the Ye family that day, Fang Siyao couldn't stop thinking about Ye Chenjing, and in the following days she frequently went online to search for information about him.

Although that day she was upset because of Lin Meng's presence, what impressed her most was Ye Chenjing, a man like a deity, who completely captured her heart.

Fang Fang saw her granddaughter's thoughts in her eyes, and a complex expression flickered in the depths of her gaze.

Back then she could have married Ye Xiangrong, but unfortunately she never managed to marry into the Ye family.

Now she herself is old, and love no longer holds a place in her heart.

But if her own biological granddaughter could marry into the Ye family, that would also fulfill her youthful dream.

So she steadied herself, looked at Fang Siyao, and spoke earnestly:

Siyao, Grandma has to remind you: even if I help you make connections, forced matchmaking won't work for him.

He is the Ye family heir; what do you think matters most to him when choosing a partner?

Fang Siyao pouted, "Grandma, are you just not wanting to help me?"

What else could it be? He lacks nothing, so naturally he'll pick someone he likes, someone good‑looking.

Fang Siyao has no shortage of suitors and has also met many second‑ and third‑generation rich kids.

In her view, these men are all the same—lustful and fond of playing around.

She doesn't know what Ye Chenjing is like, but she firmly believes one thing.

That is, at his level of big shot, he surely values inner qualities more.

And men are visual creatures; they'll definitely pick someone good‑looking.

Those bosses with some resources—don't they all like to reach their claws into the entertainment and modeling circles, where beautiful women abound?

As for Ye Chenjing, he should have one more rule than those vulgar men: follow his heart.

Therefore Fang Siyao thinks Ye Chenjing's principle in choosing a partner should be a pretty woman he likes.

Fang Fang looked at her granddaughter's superficial talk and couldn't help shaking her head.

You're wrong, Siyao—the Fang family are all hopeless romantics; his grandfather was like that, his late father was too, and now his generation is probably the same.

「You think beauty is one of the most important conditions? Totally wrong, beauty is just a bonus. I remember that Old Man Ye's spouse, she looks quite ordinary. 」

Fang Fang felt a pang of envy, thinking she was no worse than that woman, yet she had met Ye Xiangrong a step later.

Otherwise, the Ye Family's madam would definitely be her.

Fang Siyao, upon hearing this, instantly felt disconsolate, touching half her face and furrowing her brows as she said:

「What should we do? Then I can't win over Ye Chenjing with beauty. 」

「Grandma, you said the Ye Family are all lovesicks, so doesn't that mean we must get into their hearts to have a chance? 」

Fang Fang's expression flickered upon hearing this, a hint of calculation appearing on her face.

「That's not necessarily true; aren't there two of this generation in the Ye Family? Besides Ye Chenjing, there's also Ye Chenyu—this second brother seems like a playboy noble; targeting him would give you better odds. 」

Fang Siyao, upon hearing this, sprang to her feet and lashed out at Fang Fang in anger.

「Grandma! I want to marry Ye Chenjing; that whatever Ye Chenyu is disgusting—just opening his mouth makes people look bad, I wouldn't even glance at him! 」

Fang Fang gave Fang Siyao a dark glare and snapped:

「Then you must work even harder to get your own jewelry business off the ground. 」

「That Ye Chenjing at first glance is not someone easily fooled; you must stand on sufficient height to have a chance to make him look you in the eye. 」

Fang Siyao, upon hearing this, couldn't help but clench her fists.

「At tomorrow's Xiao Nan Tian Blessing Ceremony, she must find a way to stand out before those jewelry tycoons and attract Ye Chenjing's gaze! 」