Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother-Chapter 519 Second Young Master Lin’s Rash Intrusion

Chapter 519: Chapter 519 Second Young Master Lin’s Rash Intrusion

An Yin thought for a while, with an extremely serious expression, "Mother’s words can never be wrong."

"Haha..." Meng Heming laughed heartily, "Your mother is a blessed person!"

Meng Heming looked at the little girl’s obedient demeanor and genuinely praised her from the bottom of his heart.

Blessed?

An Yin’s expression gradually grew gloomy upon hearing those words.

Meng Heming’s attention was fully on her, so he naturally didn’t miss any of her expressions, "What’s wrong?" Could it be that something he said struck a nerve? Meng Heming wondered to himself.

"My mother is not as...," An Yin paused, "blessed as you say."

"Why do you say that?" Meng Heming became interested.

The little girl looked innocent and adorable, giving off the impression that she was raised with great care from a young age. Furthermore, the little girl showed great reliance on her mother, which suggested her family must be very warm.

"It’s not easy for Mom to raise me all by herself. I think if I hadn’t been a burden to her, she would be living a very happy life now." These were An Yin’s true thoughts, ideas she never dared to share with Mrs. An.

Raised all by herself?

It was easy to hear from the little girl’s words that she grew up in a single-parent family. A trace of distress flashed across Meng Heming’s cold face. The little girl before him had eyes just like someone he knew, and naturally, he felt a sense of affection for her. His feelings were mixed with indescribable emotions, and even he couldn’t understand the origin of these feelings.

"You mustn’t think that way. Perhaps in your mother’s eyes, you are her source of happiness." A flicker of determination appeared in Meng Heming’s dark pupils.

"Really?" An Yin glanced over to meet the man’s deep gaze.

"Of course." Meng Heming exuded a resolute aura.

The driver, who was driving, saw the situation in the backseat through the rearview mirror and suddenly felt a pang of emotion. Having worked in the Meng Family for so many years, he had privately heard that Mr. Meng was cold and indifferent, ignoring his son. However, the current situation left the driver stunned. Mr. Meng seemed to have donned an affectionate facade and spoke gently with the little girl, as if she were a precious little treasure to him.

When this thought emerged, the driver’s back was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. He had overstepped; how could he entertain such a notion? 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The time spent together with her was always short.

Seeing the car was about to reach the entrance of University T, An Yin quickly called from the front, "You can stop here."

The driver checked the road conditions and promptly parked.

Initially, Meng Heming intended to let the driver drive further, but reconsidering, he understood the little girl’s behavior and grew fonder of her in his heart.

After An Yin got out of the car, she looked at the man who sat upright, smiling with twinkling eyes, "Goodbye, Uncle!"

When she smiled, the tips of her eyelashes curled, and her bright eyes sparkled like stars in the sky, captivating and radiant. Meng Heming looked into the little girl’s eyes, completely immersed.

The little girl before him overlapped with the person he remembered, as if his beloved was greeting him. Meng Heming’s eyes were vacant, staring in her direction without focus.

The driver first noticed something was wrong and quickly spoke up, "Mr. Meng, we’ve arrived!"

"Arrived, arrived." Meng Heming absentmindedly replied twice. He then returned to his senses, noticing the little girl at the roadside looking back at him. In a tired voice, he said, "Goodbye!"

An Yin noticed the man’s gaze was a bit unusual but didn’t think much of it. As she turned, she saw a trash can and without hesitation, removed her mask and tossed it inside.

Meng Heming sat in the car, watching the little girl’s action of discarding the mask. From his angle, he could only see her slender back. Even though the girl had a pair of eyes reminiscent of someone else, ultimately, she wasn’t that person!

Until the little girl’s silhouette disappeared, Meng Heming’s wandering eyes slightly closed, "Let’s go home."

"Yes, Mr. Meng."

On the way back, the driver’s speed noticeably increased.

When Meng Heming arrived home, Uncle Ma hurried to the garage.

Meng Heming stepped out of the car with a stern expression and saw Uncle Ma’s slightly troubled face, "What’s the matter?"

Uncle Ma respectfully followed behind Meng Heming and lowered his voice, "The second young master of the Lin Family has come over."

"Lin Yue!" Meng Heming rumbled in a gruff tone.

"Yes." Uncle Ma nodded.

Over the years, the Meng Family and the Lin Family had occasional interactions. A few years ago, when the Shen Family and the Lin Family were engaged, Meng Heming attended. At that time, Shen Jingrou and her husband Lin Fei toasted him. As for Lin Fei’s younger brother, Lin Yue, Meng Heming had some impression. After all, when Shen Jingrou visited the An Residence as a child, she couldn’t go three sentences without mentioning Lin Yue, so naturally, Meng Heming became familiar with the Lin family’s second young master.

"A guest is here; let me go and see." Meng Heming started walking toward the front courtyard.

Uncle Ma’s face gradually turned beet-red upon hearing this, "Sir..."

It was only then that Meng Heming realized something was amiss and halted his steps, his eyes turned cold, "Why are you stammering?"

"Sir, this matter is a bit complicated." Gathering courage, Uncle Ma lowered his head, "When I took the second young master of the Lin Family to see Miss Shen, he sneaked into Miss Shen’s bedroom and even locked the door behind him. I initially considered getting someone to unlock it, but Miss Shen said it wasn’t necessary..."

After explaining the situation, Meng Heming’s furrowed brow deepened, and his expression grew more somber.

Mingling in affairs of love was something he had experienced himself, and naturally, he did not wish for the younger generation to tread the same rocky path he once did.

"Forget it, just pretend this matter never happened." Meng Heming’s tone was icy cold.

"Understood, sir." Uncle Ma felt a mix of emotions.

In the tranquil courtyard, Meng Heming changed his course, walking along a path leading to the study through a rockery bridge.

Following behind, Uncle Ma looked at Mr. Meng’s slightly solitary back. Succumbing to curiosity, he eventually asked, "Sir, won’t you intervene in this matter?" The Meng Family had a good relationship with the Lin Family, and the current situation was clear to anyone. The second young master of the Lin Family was up to no good with Miss Shen, and if this news spread, it would surely lead to rumors about Miss Shen throughout the entire circle.

Sensational news about a brother-in-law and a sister-in-law could easily tarnish Miss Shen’s reputation.

Meng Heming walked gracefully, his steps unaffected by Uncle Ma’s words, "When Jingrou married back then, I was took back."

Uncle Ma curiously asked, "Why?"

He couldn’t understand why Mr. Meng had veered off-topic instead of addressing his query.