She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 384: Chapter 394: Come to My House Less Often in the Future

Meng Ping frowned as well. This task was usually by default assigned to those from the compound. For one, it was because the senior leaders found it inconvenient to be disturbed, and second, it was to prevent the infiltration of those with ulterior motives.

He knew about Sheng Ning’s credentials—in normal circumstances, she would absolutely not be delegated this task. Chen Huaying or Lu Dabao, perhaps.

Hai Lan’s questioning was something Sheng Ning couldn’t be bothered with, much less interested in answering.

But Hai Lan was persistent, continuing without letting go, “Oh! You couldn’t possibly be trying to seduce my Uncle Su, could you? Admiring how Uncle Su is so suave and holds such a high position?” She even displayed a knowing smirk, appearing delighted as she spoke.

“I’m telling you, there were plenty in the compound who used to fancy my Uncle Su, you wouldn’t stand a chance. I’d advise you to give up on that notion sooner rather than later.”

Before Sheng Ning could respond, Meng Ping exploded. “Shut your mouth, if she did like someone, it would be me, what does your cheap uncle have to do with it?”

“Meng Ping, brother, you’ve really been seduced by her. How could you treat me this way?”

“Alright, did you two come here to joke around?” Sheng Ning pursed her lips, looking disdainfully at the pair. “The person I like is Xu Qigang, please stop tarnishing my reputation everywhere.”

Now, not only did Hai Lan’s face look unpleasant, but Meng Ping was also so enraged his face turned ashen.

“You, a young girl, why do you like to spout off about loving men? Don’t you know any shame?”

“What’s wrong with liking someone? Can’t I even tell the truth?” Sheng Ning suddenly flared up like an agitated rooster, her entire demeanor filled with aggression.

“Meng Ping, Hai Lan, since when has my Su Family’s front gate become your backyard?” Su Huai’an stood at the gate alongside Chen Huaying and an assistant, looking at the three in the courtyard.

Su Huai’an, arms crossed over his chest, had a sharp look in his eyes that was usually warm and gentle, cutting like a keen blade. Each shift of his gaze was enough to eviscerate a person.

“Brother Huai’an!” Hai Lan always felt a bit guilty in front of Su Huai’an, a professor at the National Security University. Su Huai’an was genuinely outstanding within the compound; he and the late Meng Fan were regarded as the two jewels, one in literature and one in martial arts.

After Meng Fan died, Su Huai’an moved out of the compound and interacted even less with everyone. Now, the children of high-ranking officials couldn’t help but feel a touch of fear in his presence.

They were completely oppressed by his remarkable performance and the title of professor, struggling to breathe in his presence.

“Don’t, I don’t have such an impressive sister; you’d do well to visit our house less in the future.” Su Huai’an’s cold demeanor was like a harsh slap in the face to Hai Lan.

Meng Ping’s handsome face turned frosty, “What do you mean by that, Su Huai’an? Why are you lashing out at Hai Lan for no reason?” Even if Hai Lan did something wrong, there was no need to humiliate her like this.

This was a serious provocation, like slapping the face of the Hai Family and Hai Shuangjie.

Su Huai’an pulled the corner of his mouth towards Meng Ping in a mock smile.

Meng Ping’s suspicions grew; today’s Su Huai’an seemed off as well. He knew Su Huai’an best; he was precisely the cunning and sly type inherited from the Su Family—cunning and crafty. He had always been graceful and mild-mannered. Even if he was upset or disliked someone, he would never lose his temper.

Let alone lash out at a girl he’d known since childhood.

Chen Huaying had come out with Su Huai’an and had been silent ever since, watching Sheng Ning intently. Even as she approached Sheng Ning, her gaze was odd, as if her mind was elsewhere.