The Vampire King Who Holds Candles for a Devil 11

Mr. Meng's actions were somewhat abrupt but not entirely surprising. At least Meng Jiutang didn't suspect anything; he merely thought Mr. Meng might be avoiding him. But since everyone in the house had been avoiding him for a while, he didn't care.

After sitting for a while, Meng Jiutang stood up and headed to the basement. Meng Yuning, who hadn't been fed on by Meng Jiutang for several days and had just regained a bit of color in his face, was once again captured by Meng Jiutang.

"Big brother, long time no see."

Meng Jiutang had been busy dealing with assassination attempts recently and had no time to torment Meng Yuning. Seeing that Meng Yuning looked slightly better, his mood worsened again. "Did Dad let you out again?"