Chapter 93: Not Enough Yet
"The two of us have nothing to talk about. Lawyer Teng, I'll go with you."
Jiang Li subconsciously got up and wanted to flee the scene, but was grabbed by the wrist by Meng Qingyan next to him.
"Xiao Li, I have something to talk to you about."
Teng Luyang gave his brother a look and left quickly.
Jiang Li stiffened, pulled back his hand and stood still, "If you have anything to do, Dr. Meng, just tell me. I'm in a hurry."
"The tuning work in Kyoto has come to an end for the time being. It will be more than a week before Gu Gu's next concert. You haven't taken any orders from the tuning agency yet. What are you busy with?"
"Are you investigating me?"
Jiang Li didn't want to live under the surveillance of others every day, especially if this person didn't have a close relationship with her.
"The matter between you and Bai Mengchu has been brought to the legal channel. I want to know the news about you. It's not difficult."
Meng Qingyan explained, worried that Jiang Li would resist him even more, and said patiently: "I will not be as domineering and autocratic as Lu Yan. Xiao Li hopes that you will not make malicious assumptions about me..."
"Sorry Dr. Meng, I..."
Because of Lu Yan's suffocating desire for control, she automatically harbored the greatest malice when she heard Meng Qingyan tell her about her latest updates.
"You don't have to apologize to me. How do you treat me? My attitude towards you has always been the same. Xiao Li, I am not an outsider. We even knew each other earlier than you and Lu Yan. In fact, when I was in college, I treated you... "
"Dr. Meng, I really have something to do and I'm in a hurry. If we have anything to say, we can talk about it the next time we have a chance to meet."
Jiang Li didn't want to hear him break the window of the last relationship between the two, so he hurriedly walked out.
She was in a hurry to leave, but Meng Qingyan stretched out his hand to stop her. Jiang Li couldn't see, and tripped on the leg of the chair he stood up to push back. She stumbled, and Meng Qingyan grabbed her waist to help her stabilize her center of gravity.
Jiang Li was so anxious that he knocked over the coffee on the table and soiled the pants on his legs. He apologized, got rid of Meng Qingyan's arms, and called the waiter as if he was running away, "Please take me to the bathroom."
Meng Qingyan wanted to say something else, but he knew vaguely in his heart that if he didn't seize the opportunity to say it this time, it would be more difficult for him to say it again in the future.
He was determined to tell Jiang Li everything in his heart when he came out.
"Xiao Li, I'll wait for you here."
When Jiang Li heard the voice behind him, he walked even more hurriedly and even asked the waiter if there was a back door to the cafe.
After getting a negative answer, she stayed in the bathroom and didn't want to go out.
"Doctor Meng has something to say to my wife, why don't you tell me and convey it to me."
Lu Yan suddenly appeared and stood opposite Meng Qingyan. His cold aura made people shiver unconsciously despite the freezing cold weather.
Jiang Li just entered the bathroom and thought that instead of avoiding it, it would be better to face the difficulty and make it clear to Meng Qingyan face to face as early as possible.
Turning around and walking back, he heard the familiar arrogant and indifferent voice from his original seat, "That's all I have to say. Dr. Meng should know that the consequences of irritating me are not something you, a little doctor, can afford."
"You don't love her at all, and she shouldn't be kept by your side like an object or a pet to play with!"
"So what? Even if it's an object I'm tired of playing with, I won't allow others to think about it. Besides, I haven't played enough with it yet."
Lu Yan said, he hasn’t had enough fun yet?
Did he just treat her as an object, a pet that he could confine around and let him play with?
"Xiao Li..."
Meng Qingyan couldn't bear it when he saw the girl standing frozen behind Lu Yan, "When did you come here?"
Jiang Li's face turned pale and he forced out a relaxed smile, "I was standing here just a second ago. I'm almost done with my coffee. Let's go."
Jiang Li pretended not to hear or see anything, and walked out the door without thinking.
Lu Yan reached out and grabbed her wrist to pull her back, "Since Mrs. Lu has heard everything, why not make it clear once and for all in front of Dr. Meng whether you choose me or him."
Jiang Li knew he couldn't escape, so he was pulled back by the wrist.
Lu Yan asked what the proposition was.
If she dared to choose the latter, she would definitely not be the only one to die.
"What did Mr. Lu say? You are my husband. There is no comparison with Dr. Meng."
"I can't compare, or he doesn't deserve it."
Lu Yan insisted that Jiang Li explain clearly in front of Meng Qingyan.
The news about Jiang Li's brother depends on Lu Yan, not to mention that she has no feelings for Dr. Meng beyond that of men and women.
"Mr. Lu, it's okay if you know it in your heart. Why bother comparing these meaningless things in front of others."
"Then what does Mrs. Lu say is meaningful?"
"Lu Yan, that's enough, why do you have to push her like this!"
Meng Qingyan couldn't stand it. Jiang Li seemed to be able to deal with Lu Yan's aggressive questions easily, but Meng Qingyan saw her back turned to him and was trembling slightly.
She was afraid of Lu Yan and resisted his persistent pursuit of questions.
"Is Dr. Meng feeling distressed now? I even felt pity for her when she was crying on my bed. It's a pity that I can only watch her by myself in this life!"
Lu Yan said, with a strong desire to possess, he pinched Jiang Li's chin and lifted it up, lowered his head and bit her soft lips.
This is a public place, and there are an endless stream of people around. Jiang Li doesn't want to be reduced to a casual conversation with him.
"Lu Yan, this is enough!"
Jiang Li bit the man's lips hard and pushed him away while he was in pain.
She is not a coward who has no temper and can be squashed and rounded by others.
Lu Yan acted like a monster again and again, just because he suspected that she had other thoughts about Meng Qingyan.
She raised her hands to hold his face, took the initiative, raised her feet to offer her lips, and pecked his lips lightly.
Then she retreated and said to Meng Qingyan behind her: "Doctor Meng is wrong about one thing. Lu Yan didn't force me. I returned to him voluntarily."
Even for her brother and father, she was voluntary.
Jiang Li looked up at Lu Yan with empty eyes, "Mr. Lu, I'm tired. Can I go?"
Lu Yan got the result he wanted. Looking at her face without emotion when facing him, he felt bad.
Bending down, the little woman in his arms exclaimed, picked her up by the waist and walked out.
Jiang Li sat in the car and turned his head to the window expressionlessly.
"Since it was Mrs. Lu's choice, why did she act so reluctant to leave?"
Outside the car window, behind the glass of the coffee shop, Meng Qingyan stood there, looking at the black Bentley parked on the roadside with deep affection and sorrow. From Lu Yan's perspective, Jiang Li was looking at the man outside through the window.
"Lu Yan, I'm blind."
Jiang Li's cold voice cruelly reminded the man in the driver's seat.
She couldn't see the outside world, nor the people around her.
Lu Yan seemed to realize how excessive his behavior was just now.
He felt uncomfortable when he realized that his emotions were deeply affected by Jiang Li, and even made such a childish act of competing for favor.
"I just want to remind Mrs. Lu to clarify her identity."
He was also reminding himself that he cared not about Jiang Li, but Mrs. Lu.
No man likes green hats, especially him.
Jiang Li's heart had long been dead. She had changed her mind about Lu Yan these days, but now she knew that he was still doing what he wanted and never cared about her self-esteem and thoughts.
She spoke without any extra emotion, "Mr. Lu, you came here on purpose. You didn't come here to show off my performance in your bed to other men, did you?"
Lu Yan listened to her self-deprecating tone, and a trace of discomfort flashed across his deep eyes. He used to cover it up with indifference, "It was grandma who asked me to take you to the banquet tonight."