My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1028 - 601: LED Matchmaker

Put down the phone, and after the excitement passed.

The more Wang Zhao Ping thought about Brother Meng, the more he felt that his actions were unpredictable, almost like every word he said was spot on!

No matter how tortuous, bizarre, or unbelievable the process was, he never failed.

Thinking back to what Brother Meng told him today, advising him to go to Nanshan Temple to draw lots...

The painting had already proved that Meng Lang’s actions always had deep meanings.

So will this lot... really be effective too?

Thinking of this, he immediately got into his vehicle in pursuit of the truth, driving towards the suburbs...

...

On the other side.

After dealing with Wang Zhao Ping’s affairs, Meng Lang just put down his phone when he saw a figure tiptoeing out of the bedroom...

"Uh..." Seeing Meng Lang looking over, Lin Haitang felt a bit unnatural but tried to act calm.

"It’s getting late, I’ll head back to make dinner for Xiao Yu."

But just as she took two steps, Meng Lang grabbed her from behind and pressed her onto the sofa.

"What... what are you doing?"

"It’s still early, and I’m hungry too. Why not think about what to do for my dinner first?" Meng Lang smiled, staring at Lin Haitang’s alluring red lips.

"Don’t... don’t mess around, I... mm~"

After a long moment, their lips parted...

"Huff~ You bastard, let me go! I still need to go to the hospital later."

"Why the rush? Just take a good rest today, leave the matters to me."

"No need, I’m not seriously ill anyway, plus I’ve already promised Weiwei to make some tonic for Elder Yan..."

"That’s not necessary either! It’s basically not needed!"

"Not needed?" Lin Haitang was stunned, looking at Meng Lang, her gaze gradually softening.

"I know, you mean to say I shouldn’t carry too much of a psychological burden.

Don’t worry, I’ve thought a lot during this time. Although I still feel I owe Weiwei, I won’t do anything foolish and will face my feelings courageously...

But now with Elder Yan in this state, it’s precisely when Weiwei needs comfort.

I think... spending more time with her might help ease her mind a bit."

Although Meng Lang recognized this as her true feelings, he just shook his head with a smile.

"That’s not what I meant. I mean, Elder Yan’s illness... isn’t as serious as you think."

"What?"

It’s already late-stage brain tumor, and it’s not serious?

"Do you mean the illness... you can cure it?" Lin Haitang asked suspiciously.

"No."

Just as Lin Haitang looked a bit disappointed, she heard Meng Lang continue.

"I meant that this illness doesn’t need treatment at all!"

Lin Haitang was completely taken aback.

It took her a while to grasp the meaning behind Meng Lang’s words.

"Are you saying, Elder Yan... is pretending to be ill?"

Meng Lang nodded helplessly.

Yes, in the end, he chose to tell Lin Haitang the truth.

Even though he knew that Yan Feng’s ploy was most beneficial for himself.

But after thinking for a long time, he questioned his conscience and realized he didn’t want to become a life winner through deceit and guilt.

Just as he had said before.

Success is important, but sometimes, the way you achieve it is just as important...

"This..." Lin Haitang mulled over it for a while before coming to a realization.

Indeed, with Yan Weiwei’s sharp tongue but soft heart, stubborn nature that doesn’t move even when pulled, a bitter trick like this is the perfect remedy.

Elder Yan’s illness, paired with guilt, might even prompt Weiwei to think about returning home to inherit the family business...

There’s indeed such a motive...

"But... isn’t Elder Yan afraid that if the truth comes out, Weiwei will make things worse in a fit of rage?"

No matter how perfect, a bitter trick could eventually be exposed. At that time, with Weiwei’s fiery temper, handling the aftermath wouldn’t be up to Yan Feng...

Haha! That’s naturally because, once it all boils down, even if Weiwei is angry, she wouldn’t get rid of the baby, would she?

Although Meng Lang didn’t say this out loud, Lin Haitang, with her keen intuition, quickly picked up on the hints given Yan Feng’s past behavior.

She looked at Meng Lang with a peculiar expression.

"So... Elder Yan wants to use this illness to match you two up?"

Indeed! Yan Feng certainly knew about Yan Weiwei’s significant improvement being due to Meng Lang.

To a Martial Arts Family, someone with Meng Lang’s abilities is undoubtedly the ideal son-in-law.

"Hey! I never said that, it’s what you guessed."

Lin Haitang gave him an amused glance.

"Hehe! Haven’t you thought about going along with the mistake?"

Meng Lang immediately responded righteously, his eyes firm.

"I can’t do that! Do I seem like that kind of person? I... mm..."

Before he could finish, his face was lightly kissed.

"That’s your reward~"

Lin Haitang’s face was slightly flushed, her gaze playful.

Meng Lang felt stirred, and amidst Lin Haitang’s startled exclamations, he picked her up around the waist.

"Hehe! I’m afraid that reward isn’t enough..."

"Ah~ What are you doing, put me down!"

"Go ahead, call out, see if anyone comes to save you, hehe..."

"No! Xiao Yu... Xiao Yu is about to finish school! You have to pick up Xiao Yu!"

"Don’t worry, Xiao Yu has a little bodyguard now, no one’s going to disturb us today~"

However, as he mischievously walked towards the bedroom.

"Knock knock!" The sudden knock on the door halted Meng Lang’s steps, and the already embarrassed Lin Haitang hurriedly broke away from Meng Lang’s embrace.

What the heck! Who’s interrupting?

Slightly annoyed, Meng Lang watched as the little rabbit darted into the bedroom and refused to come out. He angrily stormed over to open the door.

And then he froze in place.

"Qingqing?!"

"Surprise! Brother! Your dearest sister has officially come to seek refuge with you today!

How does it feel? Surprised? Unexpected?"

Carrying a pile of bags, Meng Qingqing grinned her signature silly smile, opening her arms wide to give Meng Lang a big hug.

"Stop!" Meng Lang pressed a hand against her forehead, his face full of black lines.

"No! What are you doing here?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Your dear sister has come all the way to seek refuge with her brother, and this is the attitude you have?" Meng Qingqing looked aggrieved.

"Just get to the point!"

"Boohoo~ I graduated and became unemployed, and even Mom and Dad don’t want me freeloading. I’m all alone and miserable, so I can only rely on my most beloved, most caring brother..."

"Tell the truth!" Meng Lang crossed his arms and sneered.

Meng Qingqing immediately stopped her fake tears.

"Alright, please allow me to reintroduce myself.

I am... Meng Qingqing, now the designated matchmaker by Mom and Dad, sent here under their orders to tell you that they are eager to have grandchildren!

In short... I’m here to pressure you into marriage!"

Marriage pressure?!

Meng Lang’s mouth twitched.

He really wanted to slap his marriage certificate against her forehead.

Designated matchmaker? More like a LED matchmaker, right?

Good at nothing, top-tier in causing trouble!

Without you, the sudden light bulb, Mom and Dad’s wish for grandchildren might have been fulfilled today!