After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

"Don't touch me! I can wash myself!"

After leaving Yan Qing's sight, Meng Wantang could no longer conceal the anger in her eyes.

She glared at the servant, digging her nails into her palms.

How could the proud and arrogant Meng Wantang have ever suffered such humiliation?

He was actually escorted by several servants to take a bath?

Before coming to Yunjing Garden, Meng Wantang carefully selected her clothes and hired a makeup artist to do her look...

But she hadn't even seen Fu Wangjin, and how dare that little bitch Yan Qing force her to wash it off?

She was just a fool who was being led by the nose, and now she dared to turn around and bite her... In front of so many people, she should be given a warning?

The more Meng Wantang thought about it, the more hateful he became. His chest heaved violently, as if there was a fire burning inside, and raging flames even came out of his eyes.

"Miss Meng, please hurry up."

The servant reminded politely.

"Miss Yan is about to rest."

"Humph."

Meng Wantang snorted heavily, ripped off her hairband and threw it on the sink, then took off her dress and walked into the bathroom.

As the sound of running water was heard, her delicate makeup gradually faded.

Meng Wantang ran her fingers through her carefully styled curly hair, tearing at it fiercely.

It was as if that was not his own hair, but Yan Qing's life.

When she came out of the bathroom, her makeup was gone and her hair was wet and draped behind her head.

She was originally a pretty beauty, but unfortunately her face was ashen and the viciousness in her eyes could not be hidden.

Just as she was about to put on her tube top dress, she was stopped by the servant.

"Ms. Meng, your clothes have long been stained with the smell of perfume."

The servant's expression and tone were still respectful, but to Meng Wantang, this was a blatant provocation.

"We have prepared a set of home clothes for you that do not have any irritating smell. Please change into them before you go see Miss Yan."

Meng Wantang took a look at the light-colored home clothes in her hand, and instantly became angry and raised her hand to slap her:

"You think I am worthy of wearing such ugly clothes? You, a bunch of servants, dare to humiliate me?"

A loud and crisp slap was heard, and a clear red mark appeared on the servant's face.

"Go away!"

Meng Wantang pushed the dazed servant hard, and the latter fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"You are so despicable. If I don't show you how powerful I am, do you really think I am easy to bully?"

After venting her anger on the servant, Meng Wantang was about to start putting on makeup in front of the mirror when she heard a cold female voice behind her:

"My cousin is so angry that she dared to hit my people in Yunjing Garden?"

"As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner first. I wonder if my cousin doesn't take me seriously, or doesn't take Fu Wangjin seriously?"

Meng Wantang's heart skipped a beat, and her gloomy and ugly face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, with a sweet smile on her lips.

She immediately turned around and looked at Yan Qing with a smile:

"Qingqing, why are you here?"

Yan Qing wore a loose and casual nightgown, with her jet-black hair draped over her shoulders, making her skin look even paler.

His eyelids were slightly lowered, and his eyes were deep, adding a bit of clarity.

Although there was no smile on her face, she was still incredibly beautiful and breathtaking.

"Why can't I come?"

Yan Qing sneered and looked Meng Wantang up and down.

"I am the owner of Cloud View Garden. Where can I not go?"

The owner of Cloud View Garden.

These words deeply hurt Meng Wantang. A flash of unwillingness appeared in her eyes, but it was immediately covered up by a smile.

"Yes, Qingqing, you can go wherever you want. I was confused. I thought you were going to rest."

"How could my cousin be so confused?"

Yan Qing suddenly raised the corners of his lips, with a hint of intriguing mockery in his tone.

"My cousin is one of the smartest people in the world. She treats others as fools and makes fun of them—"

"Qingqing, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Meng Wantang quickly interrupted her with a flattering smile.

"But, sister doesn't blame you, there must be some misunderstanding..."

At this time, the housekeeper came over with several servants, and one of them even brought a chair.

"Miss Yan, please take a seat."

Yan Qing sat down slowly, leaned against the back of the chair, and glanced at Meng Wantang coldly.

"Qingqing..."

Meng Wantang's smile was a little awkward, but she was secretly cursing in her heart -

This damn girl, she was obviously like a mentally retarded person before...how come she suddenly became so difficult to deal with?

Why not cut her wrists to death?

And Fu Wangjin, is he blind?

Yan Qing is such a troublemaker, shouldn’t he have been strangled to death long ago!

Meng Wantang smiled hypocritically, but accidentally met Yan Qing's icy eyes.

For a moment, she had the illusion that her thoughts were seen through and that she had nowhere to hide.

"Cousin, how could there be a misunderstanding between us?"

Yan Qing took the hot milk brought by the servant, took a sip slowly, and continued speaking expressionlessly.

"If you kill someone, you must pay him with his life. If you owe me money, you must pay me back. I will get back everything that is owed to me, including the principal and interest."

Somehow, Meng Wantang's heartbeat gradually quickened.

Yan Qing didn't look at her, but turned to the maid who had just been beaten.

"Since she hit you, you hit her back."

Hearing this, the maid couldn't believe her ears, and Meng Wantang's eyes widened:

"Yan Qing! What are you talking about?"

"I said, let her hit him back, in the face."

Yan Qing frowned slightly, with obvious impatience flashing in his eyes.

"You guys, catch my cousin. Don't let her get away from you. And you——"

She turned again to the beaten maid.

"Hurry up and hit her harder. Hit her the same way she hits you."

The servants exchanged glances with the housekeeper, and immediately and tacitly restrained Meng Wantang.

"Yan Qing! How dare you do this to me!"

"Let go! You bitches—"

Meng Wantang struggled violently, but could not break free from the servants' iron-like hands.

Yan Qing blew away the hot milk and took a sip, obviously too lazy to pay attention to Meng Wantang.

The maid who had just been beaten and pushed to the ground, with water stains all over her body, slowly walked in front of Meng Wantang, took a deep breath, and then raised her palm high -

Snapped!

"Yan Qing——!"

Meng Wantang screamed, and palm prints immediately appeared on her fair face.

"Cousin, it's getting late and I'm tired."

Yan Qing yawned, almost ignoring the anger and hatred in her eyes.

"But, there is one more thing I need your help with."

Meng Wantang clenched her teeth tightly and couldn't utter a word.

"When you go back, say hello to grandpa for me."

Yan Qing's eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, like a dark butterfly on the road to the underworld.

"By the way, please remind him that my grandmother made a will that year, leaving 23% of the shares of the Meng Group to my mother."

"Although... Mom is gone, am I still alive and well?"

"Dear cousin, please tell grandpa to prepare the equity transaction book, as well as the interest and dividends over the years... I will come to collect them all when the time comes."

"Of course, he can choose to refuse."

Yan Qing laughed faintly.

"But I have ways to make him spit it all out."

"Whatever it takes. I promise."