Meng Ting woke up early in the morning, but Yan Sui was still fast asleep, so he looked at the man properly for a while. In the past, Yan Sui used to wake up almost around this time. Slowly, Meng Ting reached out to touch Yan Sui's chest, as it moved up and down.
In fact, he wanted to touch it last night, but at that moment, shyness shrouded his mind. He did not have the nerve to speak, let alone put his thoughts into practice.
Meng Ting was quickly caught with his hand on Yan Sui's chest. Meng Ting's body immediately froze. It took him a long time to blink, and for once again, he could feel Yan Sui's strong heartbeats in his hand. This feeling was amazing, but it was quite embarrassing to be caught in the act.
Meng Ting raised his body, and a good morning kiss landed on Yan Sui's forehead, "Yan Sui, good morning."
He said as he withdrew his hand; but, his attempt to pull his hand away failed. Shifting Yan Sui's attention was not successful.
"How does it feel?"
Yan Sui let go of Meng Ting's hand and pinched his tender cheek.
Meng Ting blinked and responded honestly, "It's quite nice…to touch."
He had never touched anyone before, but all of his senses told him that if he comes into contact with Yan Sui, he would not reject it. Yan Sui would even like it more and more.
When he said that, he reached out and touched it a few times again before he confirmed to Yan Sui, "You're my man, I can touch it, right."
"Yeah," Yan Sui answered and there was some helplessness between his eyebrows. Perhaps, it was difficult for Meng Ting to understand the hardships of being patient, and he always raised the limit that Yan Sui needed to restrain himself. When the two got bored of lying on the bed for a while, they jogged as usual, walked the dog, and played with the kitten, then they had breakfast. After they finished eating their breakfast, Yan Sui did not immediately go back upstairs and change his clothes to go to the company; instead, he went to the sofa and sat down, then he stretched his hand out to pull Meng Ting in his arms, who was holding Furball at the moment.
"I asked Gu Lang to help us organize a party. All of those people in my Moments are invited. The party venue is in the western suburbs coast. We set off at around two o'clock in the afternoon. If you like, we can spend the night there, but if not, we can come back early."
When Yan Sui was talking, Meng Ting looked at him. Yan Sui explained this thoroughly, and Meng Ting briefly thought deeply about it, then he nodded at once.
"If that's the case, then let me take Furball and Rhubarb to the Pet Shelter first."
He still remembered what Zhen Han had instructed him. Every three days, he had to take Furball and Rhubarb back to the clinic for further consultation. Today was their third days at the Yans' residence.
Yan Sui still embraced him and did not get up. Meng Ting spoke once more, "I know how to get there. You must be busy, you should go to work."
Yan Sui actually thought that it would be better to call Zhen Han and let him come over, but based on Meng Ting's nature, it seemed that it was unlikely for him to trouble others. That day when Li Yi came early in the morning to check on him when he was sick, Meng Ting even said thank you earnestly.
"Okay, how about if you let Zhao Bing follow you, then I'll be at ease."
Meng Ting nodded obediently. Although he did not think this was particularly necessary, he also did not reject Yan Sui's good intention.
Yan Sui accompanied Meng Ting to sit for a while, then he got up and went upstairs, but he did not go to the company yet; instead, he entered the study room. This morning, he chose to stay in the study room to deal with his work.
Not long after, Wang Feng finally came.
"Schedule a trip and I need be free for seven days after the wedding."
Wang Feng completely did not expect that Yan Sui would ask to spare seven days after the wedding, but he nodded, "Yes sir."
While he was still mulling over it, Yan Sui gave Wang Feng the answer himself.
"Tell me, do you think it's best to go on a trip domestically or overseas?"
After Wang Feng heard this, a row of ellipsis wirelessly extended in his innermost being. What kind of trip was this? This time, it was obviously a honeymoon trip. He absolutely did not expect that Yan Sui could also catch up with the current trends.
"There are places with beautiful scenery in the country as well, but in my opinion, it's better to go overseas; otherwise… would you like to ask Young Master Meng?"
Yan Sui pondered over it for a while, then he raised his hand. He asked Wang Feng to write up his itinerary first and set it aside for discussion later.
Somehow, he thought it was unnecessary to ask Meng Ting this question, because for Meng Ting, apart from Donglin Town, perhaps, he had never had fun thoroughly around Haicheng itself, so there was no point of them going on a trip domestically or overseas.
However, honeymoon trips were always meant to be different. He needed to be more careful. If Meng Ting likes it, then Yan Sui could take him out in the future and have fun regularly.
Of course, he did not come up with this idea by himself because he just suddenly change from an old-fashioned to a romantic man. Before he went to the company yesterday morning, he went to meet the psychiatrist introduced by Li Yi first and talked with him for nearly two hours.
That psychiatrist said that Meng Ting's condition should not be dealt with in a hurry; however, it was good to take him out for a walk more and broaden his horizon. Putting his mind at ease always have its advantages.
Yan Sui contemplated about it, then this 'honeymoon trip' suddenly popped out of his mind. However, seven vacant days would also mean that he would be particularly busy before and after their marriage.
So, he definitely could not accompany Meng Ting to take the two little guys to the Pet Shelter.
Zhen Han ran this pet clinic pretty well. The grooming section starts from eight in the morning until eight in the evening, and there was basically no idle time. There were quite a lot of people, who would take their pets here, and all of them must make a reservation in advance.
However, the one who was responsible for the reservations were the two girls at the front desk. No matter what, Zhen Han would not trouble himself here; however, he was still suddenly asked to 'make an appointment' today for Meng Ting.
"Your sister-in-law will be there in a moment."
After Zhen Han received this text message from Yan Sui, another text message came immediately.
"Take good care of your hands."
Zhen Han stared at the two messages properly for a while, then he laughed mischievously.
The laughter with a unique coldness of the Yan family members even made the scalps of two male nurses slightly tighten, and they both felt a little bit scared as they passed by his sofa throne.
So to speak, no one has recklessly went and touched the President's stuff, right?
He did not wait for a long time, Meng Ting held Furball in one hand, while pulling Rhubarb in the other. He was followed by Zhao Bing, who was tall and robust in black, from behind.
"Do you have an appointment?" The girl at the front desk smiled and asked Meng Ting this question. Since he came in with a kitten and a dog, this was probably a good conjecture.
Meng Ting shook his head. He swept his gaze all over the place, "I'm looking for Zhen Han, I'm his sister-in-law."
"Sister-in-law…" The girl at the front desk somehow could not control her voice being faced with this strange phenomenon… Even though same sex was recognized by the law nowadays, it was quite rare for a man to address himself so earnestly like that. Besides, Meng Ting seemed to be not fully grown up yet, nor did he look like a married man at all.
Meng Ting was not good at talking to others, especially to creatures like this one called 'girls.' Their feelings were quite easy to stir. It seemed like he had said something extraordinary, but he did not say it wrong. Zhen Han was Yan Sui's younger cousin from his mother's side, so Meng Ting was his cousin's sister-in-law.
"Is he here?" He asked this question with hesitation.
"I'm here. Sister-in-law, you've arrived, come in." Zhen Han could see Meng Ting right away from the window in the reception area, so even if Yan Sui did not send him the two text messages, he also could not neglect Meng Ting. He raised his hand to the girl at the front desk, hinting that he would receive Meng Ting.
Meng Ting quietly heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, and followed Zhen Han.
After that, a series of examinations were performed on Furball and Rhubarb. Zhen Han was absolutely professional as a veterinarian. He had quite a good skill with cats and dogs, but in some areas, he still needed help from others. Originally, he wanted to let the nurses come in, but Meng Ting took care of it pretty well, so he did not call them.
"They like you.���
"Yeah, I like them, too."
Meng Ting stretched out his hand and rubbed Rhubarb here and there for a while, while Rhubarb rubbed against Meng Ting's hand. The dog quite enjoyed his caresses.
"The wound is healing pretty quickly, and its possible to recover completely in about a month."
Zhen Han spoke as he looked at Furball inside its cage beside Meng Ting's feet, "Furball's healing will be slower. I'm estimating it would take two or three months."
He also could not figure out why Meng Ting chose to name this kitten Furball. Could it be that he was ardently hoping for this kitten to grow quite a lot of fur in the future, eat a lot, then become like a ball?
Needless to say, Meng Ting still really thought so.
Meng Ting nodded earnestly when he heard it, "I know, we're not in a hurry. It will be fine."
The corners of Zhen Han's mouth slightly curved upwards when he heard these words and eventually turned into a smile. As a doctor, some aspects were interlinked. The first time he met Meng Ting, he immediately felt that Meng Ting had a problem. It was not because Meng Ting harbored any evil intentions toward Yan Sui or have any threatening issues; rather, the problem in itself, was that he was not in a sound state of mind.
This kind of problem could be either be big or small. Originally, he was quite mindful because of Yan Sui. However, after he met with Meng Ting twice, it turned out that he actually made a fuss about nothing.
Meng Ting could communicate with others normally. He only manifested some antisocial behaviors to the outside world, and would sometimes delay responding for one or two beats; however, it was not an intolerable problem.
From the small bed, Meng Ting held Rhubarb in his arms and tied a leash on it. He consoled Rhubarb for a while, then he took Furball out from the cage. Only then could he stand up straight, look at Zhen Han. "Thank you," he said as he was about to leave with Rhubarb and Furball, but he was stopped by Zhen Han.
"Hold on! Wait outside with Rhubarb and Furball for a while. I'll change my clothes and go to the Yans' residence with you, then we'll go to the beach together at noon."
Meng Ting blinked and only then did he manage to realize that Zhen Han was also one of Yan Sui's friends in his Moments. He was also one of the those who would join that party.
"I can wait."
Meng Ting could not think of a need and reason to decline Zhen Han, so he pulled Rhubarb and carried Furball and waited outside.
Soon afterwards, Zhen Han really went together with him to the Yans' residence.
Yan Sui stood by the window as he received a phone call. From a distance, he noticed the two, who were chatting as they went through the main gate. He made Zhen Han controll his hands, but he forgot to make him shut up. Even Meng Ting, who was willing to listen to his chitchat, was unable to talk much.
However, Yan Sui did not know that what Zhen Han had talked about was non other than some of his secret gossips and dark history.
"You mustn't judge him based on his very upright appearance. Actually, he's a ruthless man. When we were young, I don't even know how many times he had used Gu Lang and I as his scapegoats."
Meng Ting lifted his eyes to look at Zhen Han. He looked unconvinced, but he was not good with talking and he also could not think anything particularly strong to defend the man. He only emphasized, "No, I don't think so. Yan Sui's a very good person."
"Tsk, then you don't know him yet. You should listen to me."
Pitter-patter… The nine-year-old Yan Sui led them to trample on the flower fields next door that Uncle Zeng had cultivated. In the end, both of Zhen Han and Gu Lang suffered a beating, but Yan Sui was spared. On top of that, Uncle Zeng gave him pancakes to eat and praised him.
Even though Zhen Han talked about this story with sound effects and a convincing look from beginning til end, Meng Ting still thought that Yan Sui was a good person.
"Even Uncle Zheng thought Yan Sui's good—so do I."
Zhen Han's sentiments and those eloquent accusations have been automatically ignored by Meng Ting.
Zhen Han finally realized how Meng Qi had always felt, that feeling of wanting to vomit blood whenever he confronted Meng Ting, even his muscles were stiff. It was very difficult to change Meng Ting when he had set his mind on something. It would not be easy to shake Yan Sui's image in his mind.
"Also, each time he goes to a party, he won't be happy if he doesn't beat up several people. He's a hundred percent violent."
Meng Ting actually did not like it when others spoke ill of Yan Sui. He pouted and turned his head away, but he still could not think any other way to refute except for fighting. He swept his gaze around, and suddenly, he saw Yan Sui, who stood in front of the window and was looking at them. All of a sudden, the gloom that he felt vanished.
He let go of Rhubarb's leash, waved at Yan Sui, and a brilliant smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
"I know, Yan Sui is very awesome. You guys are definitely no match for him." Meng Ting looked completely full of pride. He was proud of Yan Sui.
So, they deserved to be beaten up?
Zhen Han was certain that Meng Ting's brand of obedience was not the kind of obedience of an upright person with a positive value system. It was more of a near-blinded belief and adoration for Yan Sui. Zhen Han had wasted so much time talking around with him like this and could not drag down Yan Sui from that little shrine in Meng Ting's heart.
Of course, what really happened then was quite far from what Zhen Han had told Meng Ting. Yan Sui beat up people, but it was to teach several troublemakers a lesson. There were times wherein he even worked together with their families to punish them. It was not considered as cruelty if you did not lose your temper.
The more the time passed by, the lesser the people in their generation who were not afraid of Yan Sui. This was the case, especially after he became less and less fond of smiling. Every time there was a gathering, he was entirely worthy of the name 'refrigerator,' which simply relied on a nuclear power plant for his success. His power is terrifying.
However, since Meng Ting's around now, can't he refrain from being such a wet blanket?
After he saw Yan Sui, Meng Ting did not want to listen to Zhen Han's gossips anymore, and he hastened his steps to put Rhubarb back to its kennel and place Furball on the couch. When he was about to go upstairs to look for Yan Sui, the man that he wanted to look for already came down the stairs.
"We're back." Meng Ting and Yan Sui drew near, and immediately held each other's hands.
"Yeah," answered Yan Sui, then ruffled Meng Ting's hair, "You've worked hard."
"It wasn't troublesome." Meng Ting shook his head, then he squeezed himself in Yan Sui's embrace and rubbed himself against the man. He had completely forgotten Zhen Han, who followed him from all the way back.
Zhen Han was not blind. From the window, he already received Yan Sui's warning. He turned his back on them, sat on the couch and petted the kitten. Once Meng Ting and Yan Sui had enough intimate moments, both of them came over, hand in hand, and only then did Zhen Han speak.
"I came over to scrounge for a free meal, then let's go there together later on," he said then suddenly leaned forward, "Nanny Wang, don't forget my meal. I want to eat braised chicken wings."
He looked at Meng Ting and said, "Have you tasted it? It's Nanny Wang's specialty."
Meng Ting glanced at him and turned to look at Nanny Wang, who was smiling, then shook his head lightly, "I haven't, but Nanny Wang's eggplant dish is delicious, too."
No matter what, when a foodie meets another foodie, there would be quite a lot of things that they could talk about. Zhen Han already had eaten all kinds of local or foreign delicacies. Even when only bringing up eggplant as the topic, he knew seven or eight kinds of recipes for it. For a while, he let loose a stream of eloquence and Meng Ting's eyes suddenly brightened up and looked ravenous.
Yan Sui slid past through Zhen Han's with a rather cold glare. In the midst of their conversation, he rubbed Meng Ting's hand and whispered, "Do you want to stay here and watch television or go to the study and accompany me?"
As soon as Meng Ting heard what he said, he did not care anymore about his discussion about food with Zhen Han. He looked at Yan Sui and earnestly said, "Of course, I'll accompany you. I'm just afraid that I might disturb you."
"You won't," Yan Sui's eyes softened a little, then he led the boy away with his hand.
What did Zhen Han want to find out from Meng Ting? Yan Sui still could not understand.
However, he and Meng Ting had made a lot of progress compared to them. It was even quicker than his own expectations. The speed was completely unexpected. Yan Sui was annoyed with the fact that Meng Ting deliberately busied himself talking with another person, and he did not want to hide it at all.
Zhen Han raised his head by forty to fifty degrees for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud. The sound of his laughter in the living room was unending, "Ha ha ha!"
To his surprise, he actually witnessed Yan Sui's jealous look in this lifetime. Well, he could post about this in his Moments.