Chapter 242: My Son Isn't Good Enough for Lin Meng

Lin Meng hadn't left the black market area yet when she was forcibly dragged back to reality.

She carefully stored the crystal card in the third space, then quickly went to the training room and took down the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl.

Just how many secrets is the old geezer hiding? He's just an ordinary rural old man, yet he has a space jade bracelet and a Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl that reacts to the uncanny—each of which is unbelievable.

Lin Meng now seriously suspects that her grandfather might be a transmigrator with cheat powers.

But that seems off—if he really had such a heaven-defying identity, how could he have ended up so miserable, still owing five million even on his deathbed?

To pay off the debt, her parents spent most of their lives trying to make money, yet they only managed to repay two million before they passed away.

If her grandfather were really that capable, why would he leave such a huge mess for them?

After death, however, he showed his spirit……

Seeing that simply looking at it yielded nothing, Lin Meng began trying various methods to explore the secret inside the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl.

She first condensed spiritual power and injected it into the pearl, but there was no reaction.

After thinking, she pricked her fingertip and squeezed a few drops of blood onto it.

The blood beads rolled along the pearl's patterns onto the ground, likewise with no reaction.

Lin Meng curled her lip in disdain, quickly took out the crystal card—this blood couldn't be wasted.

She tried several other ways to stimulate the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl, but seeing no response, Lin Meng simply stopped researching it.

When her grandfather next comes to visit her in a dream, she'll have to ask him about this—he surely knows the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Pearl's weak point.

The next day, Lin Meng was playing frisbee with Xiao Jinzi on the lawn beside the villa when she unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.

Dong Jiaxu was being had his ears pulled by an elegant middle-aged woman, and the two happened to pass by the sidewalk in front of Lin Meng.

"You jinx, did you save my life in a past life? Do you want to be reborn in my belly this lifetime?"

"Speak!"

The woman was clearly furious, but even though she was seething, her tone of voice still carried a restraint, without shouting.

Dong Jiaxu shrank back, tilting his head, afraid his ears would be pulled off, yet upon hearing this he replied with a bitter laugh:

"Mom, hear me out—I didn't cause trouble; it was Ye Chenyu of the Ye Family who did. He knew Miss Xia was timid, yet he went to scare her, so I'm not that clueless."

After he finished speaking, Dong Jiaxu's mother stared for a moment, then finally let go.

Dong Jiaxu quickly stepped back a large step, covering his ears and muttering.

"Mom, you're being too harsh—I'm your own son!"

He finished speaking, turned his head, and suddenly met a pair of beautiful eyes.

Upon closer look, it was Lin Meng, whom he had long wanted to add to his contacts but never had.

An instant of embarrassment spread through the air; Dong Jiaxu wished he could dig a hole and bury himself right then.

It was so humiliating—especially since his mother's ear‑twisting, pathetic sight was seen by Lin Meng's little sister; he felt like dying.

Lin Meng directly ignored Dong Jiaxu's dying‑act appearance, thought for a moment, and said:

"What did you just say about Ye Chenyu?"

Ye Chenjing's unlucky younger brother doesn't look like a true troublemaker either—did he cause trouble?

Dong Jiaxu hadn't expected Lin Meng to talk to him; he was momentarily excited, no longer embarrassed, and immediately trotted over to her, first praising her dog.

"This dog's raised well—does Little Sister Lin Meng need someone to walk your dog for you?"

Seeing Lin Meng roll an inconspicuous eye, Dong Jiaxu hurriedly got to the point.

"It's like this—this matter can't be wholly blamed on Ye Chenyu; let's just call him unlucky..."

Dong Jiaxu is naturally talkative, and when describing the events to Lin Meng he likes to embellish.

Back and forth, the chatter grew longer and longer; after talking for ages he still couldn't get to the point.

Lin Meng flicked her ears in disgust and cut him off.

"Stop, get to the point—at this rate you'd never finish even by nightfall."

Dong Jiaxu gave a hehe laugh, then began to pick out the main points.

Mother Dong, waiting off to the side, occasionally glanced at Lin Meng, then at her own endlessly chattering son; seeing his enthusiasm, even a bit of a lackey vibe, she understood his thoughts.

She shifted her gaze, locking it onto Lin Meng.

She remembered this girl—she had seen her at the Little Southern Heaven Dharma Assembly, where she was that day's lucky one and received a peace talisman.

She hadn't expected her good‑for‑nothing son to actually like this kind of girl.

Frankly, she felt her son and this young lady weren't much of a match.

The two of them standing together are both outstanding in appearance, yet Mother Dong somehow feels her son isn't worthy of her.

This girl's aura is too unique to put into words, but just one glance makes one feel somewhat out of reach.

Her own inexpensive son, standing beside her, looks like a little lackey.

He ought to be holding her shoes……

Dong Jiaxu had no idea that, in his mother's eyes, he was only fit to hand Lin Meng her shoes.

After he finished summarizing the background and explaining the events, he let out a sigh and said:

"Now Xia Linlin is unconscious; they've tried every method in the hospital to no effect, and now the Xia Family has turned to occult measures."

Lin Meng heard this and silently clicked her tongue.

These rich second‑generation kids are really bored out of their minds, insisting on going on some horror adventure for no reason.

Now they've succeeded— they've frightened someone straight into a coma.

Mother Dong saw they had talked enough, smiled, and walked over.

"Son, won't you introduce me?"

Dong Jiaxu's face flushed, and he spoke softly:

"Mom, this is Lin Meng; she also lives here."

He didn't even have Lin Meng's contact information; he truly feared the old lady would utter a teasing remark, shoving him into an embarrassing situation and possibly making Lin Meng take a dislike to him.

Fortunately, Mother Dong wasn't fond of gossip; she smiled and gazed at Lin Meng.

"Hello, Miss Lin. I am Dong Jiaxu's mother; my surname is Sun."

Lin Meng noticed that Dong Jiaxu had inherited none of his mother's good qualities; Aunt Sun looked very dignified and proper, clearly a lady from a respectable family.

"Aunt Sun, I just spoke with your son about a few matters and interrupted your walk."

Mother Dong nodded with a smile, but when she turned her head to look at Dong Jiaxu, her expression changed instantly.

After only a few casual remarks, Mother Dong took Dong Jiaxu and left, having seen that Lin Meng didn't want to chat further.

After walking a hundred meters, Mother Dong finally exclaimed in frustration:

"When will you finally have some tact, you brat? Don't you see that Miss Lin doesn't like people who talk too much? You answer whatever she asks, rattling on with nonsense—it's annoying even to me."

Mother Dong was extremely displeased; hearing this, Dong Jiaxu replied with a bitter laugh:

"Mom, if you had told me earlier, wouldn't I have made Lin Meng dislike me just now?"

Mother Dong pursed her lips and said bluntly, "Do you like her?"

Dong Jiaxu widened his eyes, feeling a bit guilty.

"Is it that obvious?"

Mother Dong rolled her eyes; this son of hers really lacks common sense.

After thinking, she said, "You two aren't suited for each other."

Just a few words shocked Dong Jiaxu greatly, and he immediately looked at his mother solemnly.

"Mom, I never expected you to be like this—are you also going to learn from those TV drama CEO moms who try to break up lovers? Why isn't Lin Meng suitable? She's the most charming girl I've ever met!"

Upon hearing this, Mother Dong couldn't help but press her forehead; this boy is hopeless.

"You're overthinking it, son; what I mean is, you're not good enough for her."

Dong Jiaxu only felt a buzz in his ears as his confidence collapsed.

Mother Dong, however, had no regrets about her words; though it was a blow, she also needed him to face the facts, lest he sink deeper.

At that blessing ceremony, she saw clearly that Lin Meng was the person closest to Ye Chenjing's heart.

Mother Dong's son could not compete with Ye Chenjing……