Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

She quickly pulled on Huaishen’s arm, "Husband, say something!"

Huaishen’s expression was cold as he glanced at her sideways, "Weren’t you acting quite enthusiastically just now?"

"I realize my mistake." Meng Fan smiled ingratiatingly, "Husband, please explain, tell this young man that we really are husband and wife."

’Ding’

The elevator reached the floor.

It was the floor Meng Fan and Huaishen needed to get off at. Yang Xiu was the quickest, darting out of the elevator first. Just as Huaishen was about to step out, Meng Fan grabbed his hand, "Husband, please explain our relationship to this young man, I beg you."

Huaishen shook off her hand, "Deal with the mess you created yourself."

However, he couldn’t shake off Meng Fan’s hand this time.

Meng Fan clung desperately to his arm just as the elevator doors were about to close again, and Yang Xiu quickly used his foot to keep the elevator sensor from shutting.

Seeing the displeasure of the other people in the elevator, Yang Xiu quickly clasped his hands together and bowed, "Please bear with us, my family’s young mistress is just like this, loves to joke around."

The people instantly exchanged perplexed looks.

Young mistress? Loves to joke around?

At that moment, the young boy also said, "Sister, just go out when you reach your floor, don’t delay everyone else."

Meng Fan shook her head, "No way, you still don’t believe me, I am really his wife!"

Just then, Huaishen suddenly pulled out a red booklet from his pocket and handed it to Meng Fan with a cold face.

Seeing the red booklet Huaishen handed over, Meng Fan was confused, and Huaishen asked her, "Don’t want it?"

"I want it!"

Although Meng Fan didn’t understand why Huaishen would carry their marriage certificate with him, since he had taken it out, it would make things easier.

She opened the marriage certificate, confirmed it was theirs, and showed it to the young boy immediately, "Look, young man, I really am his wife, this is our marriage certificate. We are vacationing in Laihai City, and also, from now on... I won’t make such jokes again, I hope what happened just now won’t affect your mental health."

After speaking, Meng Fan quickly put away the marriage certificate and left the elevator with Huaishen.

Under the astonished gaze of the young boy, the elevator doors slowly closed.

"Phew~ that was close, almost harmed the mental health of the youth!" Meng Fan patted her chest, relieved.

Huaishen’s voice, eerily calm, came from beside her, "I didn’t expect you to have a conscience."

Meng Fan: ?

Huaishen extended his hand, taking the marriage certificate back from Meng Fan’s hand and tucking it into his pocket coldly, "If it happens again, you’re on your own."

"Wow," Meng Fan watched as he tucked the marriage certificate back into his pocket and quickly caught up to his pace, asking, "Huaishen, why do you carry our marriage certificate with you?"

Huaishen ignored her.

Meng Fan, undeterred, continued, "Are you afraid I’ll steal the marriage certificate?"

Huaishen still didn’t respond, by then he had arrived at the suite door, which opened with a mechanical sound.

Meng Fan stopped at the door, not following Huaishen in, "Fine, ignore me then."

She turned around to leave.

A voice from inside the room, sounding less than pleased, "Where are you going?"

Meng Fan didn’t turn back, "To enjoy myself. It’s not often I come to Laihai City; how can I justify the days off I took if I don’t have fun?"

After saying this, she had only taken two steps when Huaishen pulled her back into the suite.

The door closed—

"Huaishen, don’t be too authoritarian. Don’t I have personal freedom?"

"Is personal freedom more important than safety?"

"Being with you is what’s unsafe."

"What have I done to you?"

And he had the audacity to ask that question so confidently?

Meng Fan lifted his hand and pulled off the scarf around his neck, revealing his fair neck covered in kiss marks, simply unbearable to look at. "Could this possibly be from a dog bite?"

Rong Huaishen narrowed his long, narrow eyes.

Meng Fan pushed him away. "Hmph! Get lost!"

Rong Huaishen grabbed her wrist to pull her back, and took the opportunity to wrap the scarf back around her neck. "Alright, my fault."

Upon hearing his apology, Meng Fan incredulously widened her eyes.

She didn’t hear wrong, right?

Rong Huaishen actually apologized to her?!

"You—" Meng Fan pointed at Rong Huaishen’s face. "You’re not possessed by something filthy, are you?"

Rong Huaishen swatted her hand away. "You’re coming with me to the dinner tonight."

"I’m not going!"

Meng Fan immediately refused without even thinking.

Although she had come to Laihai City with Rong Huaishen, her purpose was not to hustle around with Rong Huaishen on business matters; she was here to have fun and to relax.

"Why not?" Rong Huaishen asked, puzzled.

Meng Fan sat down on the sofa, her long dress lifting slightly, revealing a glimpse of her thighs. "You’re really funny, why must I go with you?"

Rong Huaishen casually picked up a small cushion from the sofa and threw it on her legs to discreetly cover the glimpse of her thighs. "Did you come to Laihai City because you were worried about me socializing away from home?"

"Huh?"

Meng Fan had a bewildered expression.

This expression made Rong Huaishen very annoyed because he knew what she was going to say next.

As he expected, Meng Fan immediately said, "Why would I be worried? I’m very reassured! Extremely reassured!"

Rong Huaishen’s face tightened.

Meng Fan hadn’t finished, and added, "You should be reassured too."

Rong Huaishen, "Say that again?"

Meng Fan shrank her neck but still mustered the courage to say, "I truly don’t care about your socializing out there, even if you’re surrounded by others, I won’t say anything because everyone has their own personal life. Understanding each other, respecting each other, helping each other succeed."

Rong Huaishen’s voice was very low, carrying a tone of anger. "Meng Fan, you truly don’t care?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

He was angry, Meng Fan could clearly see that.

She didn’t understand, she showed indifference, acted sensible, and didn’t cling to him, so why was he not happy instead?

Was it because Shen Zhiyao was confined in Harbor City, he couldn’t see her and started to become psychologically twisted?

Probably.

Better not provoke him, Meng Fan quieted down sincerely, stopped confronting him directly, and just stayed in the hotel without going anywhere.

It was four o’clock in the afternoon.

On Rong Huaishen’s reminder, Meng Fan changed her clothes and styled her hair. The look wasn’t particularly formal, just properly fitting.

At five o’clock, they arrived at the Peace Hotel. Meng Fan alighted from the car with Rong Huaishen and entered together.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve been here." Meng Fan, holding Rong Huaishen’s arm, nostalgically said, "I remember the last time we came to the Peace Hotel in Laihai City, it was several years ago with Zhizhi during the New Year’s Day holiday."

Rong Huaishen did not respond.

Meng Fan was already used to this type of interaction with Rong Huaishen, no matter what she said, he would not engage. If not for their linked hands, one could hardly tell what kind of relationship they had.

But this time, to Meng Fan’s surprise, Rong Huaishen unexpectedly engaged in her conversation. He asked, "With Wen Zhi?"

Surprised, Meng Fan nodded and said, "Yeah, with Zhizhi. Speaking of which, I haven’t seen her in a long time, I don’t even know where she is exactly, that Gu Rang just won’t tell me."

Suddenly, Rong Huaishen stopped.

Meng Fan looked up and asked, "Why aren’t we going anymore?"

Rong Huaishen’s gaze was fixed in a certain direction, he calmly spoke, "The Wen Zhi you mentioned, isn’t that her over there!"