Why Did You Marry Her?

Cao Xuehua was stunned, and with her arms still locked around Ning Wentao's legs, she glared at Han Meilin.

Ignoring her, Han Meilin turned to Ning Meng. "I think I should leave. Let's have tea at my place next time."

Ning Meng knew that it would be difficult to change her mind. 

"Aunt Meilin, let me see you out."

On the way to the exit, Ning Meng peeked at Han Meilin's face. There appeared to be nothing wrong, save for a dark shadow that was clouding over her eyes.

Ning Meng let out a sigh of relief. She held a great deal of respect for Han Meilin—she had devoted her whole life to developing sci-fi movies in the country when no one else would. It was an admirable feat.

Just as she was deep in thought, suddenly, Han Meilin's phone rang. Without excusing herself, Han Meilin received the phone call in front of Ning Meng, her face turning grim in an instant.

"Okay, noted. Please keep an eye on him."