12dz Chapter 688 First Meeting with Meng Qingge
Chapter 688 First Meeting with Meng Qingge
"This damn weather, is it trying to freeze people to death?" Lin Ping shivered from the cold, wearing only a thin shirt.
The White Dew solar term has just passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is not yet here, but the nights are already chilly.
As a distinguished guest of the Meng family, Lin Ping was entitled to wear cotton-padded clothes, but he was stubborn and refused to wear them until winter.
Ten days have passed since he arrived at the Meng residence, and his days have been relatively comfortable. Apart from accompanying Meng Qingfan to the academy every day, he has nothing else to do.
Because of that poem, Meng Qingfan received high praise from Zhang Hongxian, who secretly gave him the green light, allowing him to skip his studies.
Besides that, Zhang Minghao has not come to the academy, probably because he is afraid that his pig-headed appearance will be recognized.
After having several meals with the Meng family, Lin Ping felt uneasy, as if he owed Meng Yuanping a tael of silver.
Lin Ping, being quite sensible, offered to eat by himself.
Huang Jiayu knew what he was thinking, so she arranged for a maid to deliver his meals, so he didn't have many opportunities to meet Linping.
Strangely enough, Meng Qingge seems to have vanished into thin air and has not shown up since.
Out of curiosity, Lin Ping secretly turned on the X-ray, but he did not see the bath that Meng Qingfan had mentioned.
"Brother Wuqing, something terrible has happened! Eldest sister is back!" Meng Qingfan rushed into Lin Ping's room in a panic.
After spending these days together, Meng Qingfan admired Lin Ping even more and affectionately called him Brother Xu.
"Come on then, what's there to be afraid of?" Lin Ping said nonchalantly.
His purpose in coming to the Meng residence was to win over Meng Qingge. Now that the person in question has arrived, he should be happy, not afraid.
"Eldest sister, eldest sister came with a leather whip," Meng Qingfan said tremblingly.
Lin Ping had a special feeling about the whip, and the image of Luo Zhaolan appeared in his mind.
Seeing that he still didn't care, Meng Qingfan continued, "Your elder sister's whip can be very effective. I've suffered a lot from it. She's coming in a huff right now, so you'd better avoid her."
"I haven't offended her, what's there to be afraid of, unless she's on her period." What kind of women hasn't Lin Ping seen? Is he afraid of Meng Qingge?
“These past few days, my elder sister went to buy grain, but returned empty-handed. Now that she’s heard you’ve come to the Meng residence, she’s naturally in a bad mood,” Meng Qingfan explained.
"A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure." The marriage agreement between Lin Ping and Meng Qingge is that piece of jade.
Meng Qingge was born strong-willed and naturally disliked being arranged to marry, but Huang Jiayu just happened to arrange a marriage for her.
Although Lin Ping has never appeared at the Meng residence in recent years, his name is widely known.
Meng Qingge would fly into a rage whenever someone mentioned her fiancé.
Because of her strong opposition, the matter was eventually forgotten.
Meng Qingge thought that Lin Ping would not appear and the marriage would be called off, but who knew that he would still come in the end.
"So, I've been targeted for over a decade?" The thought sent a chill down Lin Ping's spine.
It's not pleasant to be talked about behind your back for over a decade.
"Lin Wuqing, come out here!"
Her soft, melodious voice, tinged with a hint of anger, added a touch of charm, captivating Lin Ping completely.
"Even an angry voice can be so melodious?" Lin Ping thought to himself.
He had met many women, including some outstanding ones, but few had such a beautiful voice.
If we were to compare them one by one, perhaps only Lu Hongling, who was once the most beautiful courtesan, could rival her.
As the sound grew louder, Meng Qingge moved closer and closer, and even in the dim light of the night, Lin Ping could see her clearly.
Her skin, as smooth and soft as jade, was crystal clear, and her fair and delicate face was like a landscape painting in ink.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her face like a smiling peach blossom. Her clear, bright eyes were like two stars set in a lake.
Lin Ping stared at the other person in disbelief, then began to sing excitedly, gesturing wildly: "A pale yellow dress, fluffy hair..."
Sorry, this isn't a singing style, it's just normal reading.
This was just Lin Ping's spontaneous remark; Meng Qingge was wearing a purple silk dress and her hair was tied up in a bun, not as described in the lyrics.
Regardless, Meng Qingge is undoubtedly a great beauty.
"Hmph, not even a single hair of my wife's is as beautiful," Lin Ping said dismissively, glancing at her a few more times.
"You're Aunt Qing's son?" Meng Qingge said angrily.
Can't you just speak properly? Why are you carrying a whip?
Lin Ping was very unhappy, and said with his hands on his hips, "That's right, I am your fiancé!"
"Brother Wuqing, you'd better watch yourself. I'm leaving now." Meng Qingfan was startled by Lin Ping's words, fearing that he would betray him, and ran away in a flash.
"Shameless, despicable scoundrel, who is your fiancée?" Mu Qingge gritted her teeth in anger, cracking the whip a few times in the air.
"That sound is nice, it sounds just like some kind of sex activity." Lin Ping revealed a lewd old man's expression.
He's here to marry a wife, not to flirt with young girls, so he naturally needs to make things clear.
Meng Qingge's pretty face turned bright red. She was an unmarried young woman and had never heard such vulgar language before.
Sex in bed?
Lin Ping, would you dare to be any more direct?
If Meng Qingge weren't a fool, she would know what he was saying.
"You scoundrel, take this!" Meng Qingge lashed out at Lin Ping with her whip.
"What a ruthless girl! Aren't you afraid of ruining my handsome looks?"
Lin Ping neither dodged nor flinched, but grabbed the whip with his large hand and pulled it backward forcefully, causing Meng Qingge to stagger and fall towards him.
"So eager to throw yourself into my arms?" Lin Ping's lewd gaze lingered on her.
To be honest, Lin Ping was a little impatient, confident that his face could charm all female animals.
"Despicable!" Meng Qingge struck Lin Ping's vulnerable area with her knee.
Lin Ping stumbled back a step, almost falling into the other party's hands.
After all this commotion, Meng Qingge realized one thing: she was no match for Lin Ping, and force couldn't solve the problem.
"Lin Wuqing, give up now. I will never marry you," Meng Qingge said resolutely.
Meng Qingge didn't care about Lin Ping's poor background, but over the years she had regarded him as a hypothetical enemy and had many biases in her views of him.
Today, upon discovering Lin Ping's frivolous behavior, she felt even more resentful. Let alone marrying him, she felt disgusted just looking at him.
"Marriage is a major life event, arranged by parents and matchmakers. We were betrothed since childhood, how can we change our minds so easily? Don't worry, I will definitely ask the best matchmaker in the capital to propose marriage," Lin Ping said shamelessly.
"This is just Mother's idea; Father might not agree. I'm going to find Father to reason with him right now," Meng Qingge said angrily, not wanting to argue with Lin Ping, this scoundrel.
"If you want to see Aunt and Uncle quarrel over this, go ahead and try," Lin Ping said confidently, his hands clasped behind his back.
He was certain that Meng Qingge was filial and would not want to see her parents arguing because of him.