He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 209 - 209 202 The vinegar has gone to ones head quickly coax

Chapter 209: 202: The vinegar has gone to one’s head, quickly coax them! Chapter 209: 202: The vinegar has gone to one’s head, quickly coax them! Meng Wenting felt a bit slighted but still managed to say, “Sorry, Lawyer Xie, it was my oversight.” He took the initiative to introduce the person sitting next to him, “This is my daughter, Meng Duolan. She just happened to be nearby and came to join me for a meal.”

Meng Duolan stood up, dressed sharply in a suit with a short skirt, looking both beautiful and valiant. She walked over to Xie Shang and extended her hand, “I’ve long admired your reputation, Lawyer Xie.”

Xie Shang shook her hand politely and let go, then took a seat opposite Meng Wenting.

The waiter handed the menu to the lady.

“Does Lawyer Xie have any dietary restrictions?”

“No.”

Meng Duolan asked the waiter to recommend a few specialties and then turned to her father, “Dad, would you like to have a drink?”

Meng Wenting looked across the table, “Lawyer Xie, would you join me for a couple of drinks?”

Xie Shang declined politely, “Sorry, I drove here, so I won’t be drinking.”

Meng Wenting was about to press him to drink, but Meng Duolan tugged at his sleeve, and he gave up the idea and ordered a pot of tea instead. After Meng Duolan finished ordering, she passed the menu to Xie Shang’s side.

He directly gave it to the waiter.

The tea arrived first, the waiter poured tea for the guests, then silently exited, closing the door behind him.

Meng Wenting started the conversation, “About your proposal last time—”

“Lawyer Meng, today is not a good day to discuss business.”

Originally, he came to discuss business, but now with an outsider present, Xie Shang disliked mixing business with personal matters.

“Then let’s talk about personal matters.” Meng Wenting was convivial, actively steering the conversation, “What hobbies do you enjoy when you’re not busy, Lawyer Xie?”

Xie Shang took off his overcoat, placing it neatly on an empty seat beside him. His black shirt was paired with a black tie; despite such a monochromatic combination theoretically minimizing presence, this was not the case with Xie Shang. The black adorned him, adding to his gravitas and elegance. The shirt buttons were all properly fastened, signaling detachment and self-restraint, yet this made him all the more captivating.

“I don’t have any special hobbies,” Xie Shang assessed himself, “I’m a rather dull person.”

Meng Wenting naturally continued with the tone of an elder, “My daughter Duolan is the same, not much for going out. Maybe next time you can arrange to relax together, young people have more to talk about.”

Xie Shang didn’t continue the dialogue.

and came

meal, Meng Wenting made a few attempts at conversation, to which Xie Shang

scent of books about him, like a poet engaged in painting,

Meng Duolan lifted her cup and stood up, smoothing her skirt, “I’d like

“No need to toast me; I didn’t really help you out. I just happened to be

Meng Duolan drank the tea in her cup, “Dad, you guys talk

was her own suggestion to Meng Wenting. One meets countless people in life, but few are stunning at first sight. She did not want to miss out and wished to get to know Xie Shang formally; Meng Wenting supported her

decided not to beat around the bush and asked quite directly, “Lawyer Xie, what do you think of my

in and saw Meng Duolan,

your condition for

speculation, “It’s not necessary to put it so formally; I just thought you two are of a suitable age and could get to know each other. Besides, if our

also be conveyed with a simpler term: a marriage

you should have asked me one question,” said

“Which question?”

replied, “Whether I am

“I

hesitation,

want to disrupt the current equilibrium without full confidence. Most

possible, Meng Wenting still hoped Xie Shang would truly join his side; binding their families through marriage was

not me.” Xie Shang didn’t want to waste

face grew

had just returned and asked

said, “About

about work

her seat, having reapplied her makeup,

Shang ate very little, neither the food nor the company were to his liking. He

glanced

Wenting nodded, signifying he was also finished

had already settled the bill earlier, “We’re

the parking garage was on the

Meng Wenting asked Xie Shang, “Would it be convenient for you to give Duolan a lift?” He explained, “I need to get back to

it’s out of my way.” He asked Madam Meng, “Do you

to approach, yet polite to the extent

“No need.”

elevator reached the first basement level, and the doors