Chapter 7.06 â Canât Let Anything Slip
Meng Ze didnât know how heâd left the hotel. With his pants slightly damp, it felt incredibly uncomfortable sticking to his leg. Getting into the car with an extremely unnatural disposition, he instructed, âGo to Maple Park.â
Maple Park was his parentsâ home. He normally didnât live there, but he went this time because his mother had called him earlier in the afternoon, saying that she had something to tell him.
At this moment, Meng Ze had no energy to ponder over the purpose of his mother calling him over. His mind was continuously filled with the thoughts: Secretary Geng has a d*ck, she has a d*ckâŚ
No, it wasnât a she, but a he⌠No, thatâs not right either. Perhaps, she was transgender and he should still use âsheâ. However, that part of Secretary Geng was rather clean and looked normal. It shouldnât beâŚah?
WTF? What on earth is he thinking about? Thatâs other peopleâs business, what has it got to do with him?
Meng Ze was extremely vexed and hit his head several times, causing the chauffeur to receive a fright after looking through the rearview mirror.
With great difficulty, he stabilised his racing imagination, but it didnât take long for him to ponder once again:Â Is Secretary Geng a cross-dresser or transgender? Or perhaps, he/she has gender dysphoria? Does he/she know that he/she is actually male?
Most likely due to the blow he suffered from this incident, Meng Ze spent the entire ride thinking about it.
When he got home, he asked himself: Since Secretary Geng has always been flirting with me, they must be homosexual? But if he is a woman at heart, it should be considered heterosexuality⌠In the end, am I straight or gay? Wait a minute, what has that got to do with me?
âAiya, youâre finally back.â Mother Meng immediately went to take his coat the moment he stepped in and nagged. âDidnât you promise to come home at 8? What took you so long? Look, itâs almost 9.â
âI had a few drinks with my colleagues.â Meng Ze shook his head to eradicate the distracting images.
âWhy did you drink so much at such a late hour? Hurry up and wash your hands, mom will warm some soup for you⌠Aiya, why are your pants wet? Itâs even in such an areaâŚâ His mother pointed at a darker patch with surprise.
âAhem.â Meng Ze was extremely awkward but he still had to feign nonchalance. âNothing much, I just accidentally got some wine on it.â
âTake it off quickly, Iâll go wash it.â
âOkay, got it. Whereâs Dad?â Meng Ze hurriedly changed the subject and took the chance to put some distance between them.
âGetting ready for lessons upstairs. Let me tell you, later on, show him a better attitude. He is currently raging,â His mother whispered.
âWhat happened?â Meng Ze was about to go upstairs to wash up, but stopped when he heard this.
âIsnât it because of what you did? Why did you have to break off the engagement for no reason? You didnât even greet them, which angered your grandfather. When your father went back to the countryside a few days ago, he was chased around with a stick. â
Meng Ze imagined that scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Father Meng was a university professor. He had a refined temperament and usually dressed quite upright. To be chased all over the yard⌠Tsk.
After Meng Ze washed up and went downstairs, Father Meng was already eating at the table without waiting for him.
As soon as Meng Ze sat down next to him, he frowned and reprimanded, âStay away from me, you stink of copper.â
He simply sat across from him, but after eating for a while, Father Meng spoke again, âYou will go to the Geng Familyâs house with me tomorrow and apologise. Tell them that you didnât think it through and that the marriage contract still remains.â
After Meng Ze swallowed his food, he frowned and asked, âI already broke it off and Mr Geng didnât get angry. What would we look like if we went back on our words again? Wonât we look as if weâre just messing with them?â
Father Meng slammed down his chopsticks with a cold face. âNow you know to be apologetic. Why didnât you feel the same way back when you were breaking off the engagement? Acting on your own will without a word, what is that called? Going back on your words! What Mr Geng? You only earned a little, but have already forgotten everything.â
Mother Meng agreed, âExactly, you even peed on Old Geng before. Why are you calling him Mr Geng now, it sounds so unfamiliar.â
Meng Ze frowned. Why didnât he remember such a thing?
âAre we very close to the Geng Family?â He remembered his family moved to City A two years ago and only ate together a few times. Every time, Young Master Geng would be absent.
âIsnât that so?!â Mother Meng spoke through her mouthful of food, âYour grandfather and Xiao Hanâs grandfather were comrade-in-arms, they shared a life and death companionship. Otherwise, they wouldnât have set up such a contract marriage.â
âSpeaking of which, it was supposed to be a marriage between their son and daughter. However, they never expected for both families to produce a son.â
âArenât both their grandchildren sons too?â Meng Ze expressionlessly thought: Xiao Han⌠Geng Xiao Han, was it? This name sounded rather familiar.
âHow is this similar? During your fatherâs time, homosexuals werenât allowed to get married. Speaking of which, the law allowing same-sex marriage was passed just a year before Xiao Han was born. Aiya, that child is so cute and fair, just like a lady. I really liked him, so our two families decided to form a marriage contractâŚâ
Cute and fair? Like a lady?
Meng Ze frowned deeply. A second later, his eyes lit up.
Secretary Gengâs name was Geng Han!
Geng Han. Geng Xiao Han. Cute and fair, like a lady, and has a d*ckâŚ
They couldnât be⌠the same person, right?
He had the feeling of being struck by lightning as his chopsticks slipped out of his hands and clattered noisily to the ground.
âAh, child, how could you be so careless?â Mother Meng picked them up with a frown and went to change them for a new pair.
Father Meng was unhappy. âDoesnât he have hands and legs? You are always spoiling him.â
Meng Ze ignored him and turned to look at his mother. âMom, that⌠Geng Xiao Han, does he look like a girl?â
âDonât talk nonsense.â Mother Meng shook her head solemnly. âApart from being a little fair, he isnât feminine at all. Iâve seen him a few times, heâs very smart and polite.â
âOthers are studying arts and have an elegant temperament. What do you have to nitpick?â Father Meng grumbled from the side.
Meng Ze was speechless. Right after learning that he had a fiance, he had investigated the other party and found that the kid was clearly a spoiled child, who was only good at drinking and fighting. Heâd run to gay bars frequently when he was bored.
Although he was studying the arts, his grades were too poor; Fine arts already had low requirements. But why was it that when his parents spoke about him, he became an obedient child?
Besides, he and Geng Xiao Han had no feelings for each other, why should they get married? As for developing feelings? Sorry, he wasnât interested. He was already busy; If he had the time to coax a silk-bottomed young master, he might as well go foster a son.
That was why he had thought of ways to cancel their engagement after reading the information. Knowing that the two families had a friendly relationship, he used the excuse of liking women to prevent a fallout.
However, if Geng Xiao Han was his secretaryâŚ
âMom, Geng Xiao Han⌠does he have any special hobbies or issues?â This wasnât mentioned in the investigation report. Could he have guessed wrong?
âHe just likes painting, as for issues⌠he is just a normal and healthy child. What nonsense are you saying?â Mother Meng shook her head.
Father Meng also had a dark expression. âDonât think of anything funny. Xiao Han is fine, but even if he really had some issues, you canât break the engagement because of this.â
Meng Ze: ââŚâ Did he overthink it?
âEnough. This matter ends here. Clear your schedule tomorrow and go with me to the Geng Family to apologise.â Father Meng said curtly.
Meng Ze instinctively wanted to reply, âI have a business trip tomorrowâ. But thinking about it, he felt that this could be an opportunity. So, he muttered, âTomorrowâs a workday. Mr Geng is home?â
âCall him Uncle Geng.â Father Meng reminded in annoyance. âYour Uncle Geng broke his leg a while ago, and is currently recuperating at home.â
âWhen did that happen?â
âIt seems to be the 20th of last month. What about it?â His father asked.
âNothing.â Meng Ze immediately shook his head. âGeng Xiao Han will also be there?â
âIâm not sure. I heard his son recently found a job. Ah, heâs really making progress.â Father Meng praised.
When other peopleâs sons find a job, itâs called making progress. But when his own son started a company, itâs called stinking of copper? Such a huge disparity in treatment.
âFrom what I can tell, itâs best if Geng Xiao Han is there if we were to go. If we want to break off the engagement, itâs best to seek the opinion of those involved.â Meng Ze suggested, âSpeaking of which, Iâve never met him before. Whether or not we get together, we should at least have some form of interaction.â
Father Meng felt that it was reasonable and nodded. âIâll give Old Geng a call.â
Meng Ze also returned to his room and gave Assistant Fang a call. âWhen did Secretary Geng apply for leave?â
âIt seems to be⌠around the 20th?â Assistant Fangâs words were slurred, seemingly drunk.
Meng Ze immediately hung up, sure of his guess. If they were the same person, why did Geng Xiao Han cross-dress and secretly approach him as a secretary?
Ze Yuan and the Geng company had no conflict. At times, they would even be partners. So, the probability of him being a spy was pretty low.
Could it be because he called off the engagement?
Thinking about it, Secretary Geng entered the company not long after the engagement was broken off. If he/she was really Geng Xiao Han, that means the situation was actually because he had used the excuse of âliking womenâ to break the engagement. Geng Xiao Han entered the company in female clothing and tried to seduce him at every turnâŚ
Could it be that the engagement had a very big impact on him? Unlike him, Geng Xiao Han didnât hate the engagement, but hadâŚalways liked him?
Meng Ze told himself to calm down. If he were to continue thinking, his mind would really run wild.
It was simply too strange. Why should he care about such things? He must have definitely suffered a shock from seeing Secretary Geng take out his d*ck. It must beâŚ
He tried to brainwash himself and soon fell asleep.
Xiang Han had drunk quite a bit last night, so his head hurt the whole night and he failed to hear his phone. The next morning, he felt his head splitting open as he applied for leave from Assistant Fang.
After doing so, he saw Father Gengâs missed call and hurriedly dialled back.
âWhat? Didnât he go on a business trip?â Hearing Father Gengâs words, Xiang Hanâs drowsiness immediately disappeared. He shot up quickly.
âHowâd you know he has a business trip?
âNo, thatâs not the point. The point is, whatâs he coming to our house for?â Xiang Han was flabbergasted.
âHe didnât talk about this. But your Uncle Meng said he hopes youâd return since it has something to do with your engagement. Xiao Han, see if you can apply for leave and make a trip back.â
âItâsâŚnot too convenient.â Xiang Han resisted.
âGive me your supervisorâs contact number, Iâll help you.â
Xiang Han couldnât help groaning. âAlright, alright. Iâll do it and come over in a bit.â
After hanging up, Xiang Han was immediately faced with great bitterness.
Meng Ze was going to the Geng familyâs house to see him? Heâs doomed. He definitely had to be well-prepared and couldnât let anything slip!
Chapter 7.06 â Canât Let Anything Slip
Meng Ze didnât know how heâd left the hotel. With his pants slightly damp, it felt incredibly uncomfortable sticking to his leg. Getting into the car with an extremely unnatural disposition, he instructed, âGo to Maple Park.â
Maple Park was his parentsâ home. He normally didnât live there, but he went this time because his mother had called him earlier in the afternoon, saying that she had something to tell him.
At this moment, Meng Ze had no energy to ponder over the purpose of his mother calling him over. His mind was continuously filled with the thoughts: Secretary Geng has a d*ck, she has a d*ckâŚ
No, it wasnât a she, but a he⌠No, thatâs not right either. Perhaps, she was transgender and he should still use âsheâ. However, that part of Secretary Geng was rather clean and looked normal. It shouldnât beâŚah?
WTF? What on earth is he thinking about? Thatâs other peopleâs business, what has it got to do with him?
Meng Ze was extremely vexed and hit his head several times, causing the chauffeur to receive a fright after looking through the rearview mirror.
With great difficulty, he stabilised his racing imagination, but it didnât take long for him to ponder once again:Â Is Secretary Geng a cross-dresser or transgender? Or perhaps, he/she has gender dysphoria? Does he/she know that he/she is actually male?
Most likely due to the blow he suffered from this incident, Meng Ze spent the entire ride thinking about it.
When he got home, he asked himself: Since Secretary Geng has always been flirting with me, they must be homosexual? But if he is a woman at heart, it should be considered heterosexuality⌠In the end, am I straight or gay? Wait a minute, what has that got to do with me?
âAiya, youâre finally back.â Mother Meng immediately went to take his coat the moment he stepped in and nagged. âDidnât you promise to come home at 8? What took you so long? Look, itâs almost 9.â
âI had a few drinks with my colleagues.â Meng Ze shook his head to eradicate the distracting images.
âWhy did you drink so much at such a late hour? Hurry up and wash your hands, mom will warm some soup for you⌠Aiya, why are your pants wet? Itâs even in such an areaâŚâ His mother pointed at a darker patch with surprise.
âAhem.â Meng Ze was extremely awkward but he still had to feign nonchalance. âNothing much, I just accidentally got some wine on it.â
âTake it off quickly, Iâll go wash it.â
âOkay, got it. Whereâs Dad?â Meng Ze hurriedly changed the subject and took the chance to put some distance between them.
âGetting ready for lessons upstairs. Let me tell you, later on, show him a better attitude. He is currently raging,â His mother whispered.
âWhat happened?â Meng Ze was about to go upstairs to wash up, but stopped when he heard this.
âIsnât it because of what you did? Why did you have to break off the engagement for no reason? You didnât even greet them, which angered your grandfather. When your father went back to the countryside a few days ago, he was chased around with a stick. â
Meng Ze imagined that scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Father Meng was a university professor. He had a refined temperament and usually dressed quite upright. To be chased all over the yard⌠Tsk.
After Meng Ze washed up and went downstairs, Father Meng was already eating at the table without waiting for him.
As soon as Meng Ze sat down next to him, he frowned and reprimanded, âStay away from me, you stink of copper.â
He simply sat across from him, but after eating for a while, Father Meng spoke again, âYou will go to the Geng Familyâs house with me tomorrow and apologise. Tell them that you didnât think it through and that the marriage contract still remains.â
After Meng Ze swallowed his food, he frowned and asked, âI already broke it off and Mr Geng didnât get angry. What would we look like if we went back on our words again? Wonât we look as if weâre just messing with them?â
Father Meng slammed down his chopsticks with a cold face. âNow you know to be apologetic. Why didnât you feel the same way back when you were breaking off the engagement? Acting on your own will without a word, what is that called? Going back on your words! What Mr Geng? You only earned a little, but have already forgotten everything.â
Mother Meng agreed, âExactly, you even peed on Old Geng before. Why are you calling him Mr Geng now, it sounds so unfamiliar.â
Meng Ze frowned. Why didnât he remember such a thing?
âAre we very close to the Geng Family?â He remembered his family moved to City A two years ago and only ate together a few times. Every time, Young Master Geng would be absent.
âIsnât that so?!â Mother Meng spoke through her mouthful of food, âYour grandfather and Xiao Hanâs grandfather were comrade-in-arms, they shared a life and death companionship. Otherwise, they wouldnât have set up such a contract marriage.â
âSpeaking of which, it was supposed to be a marriage between their son and daughter. However, they never expected for both families to produce a son.â
âArenât both their grandchildren sons too?â Meng Ze expressionlessly thought: Xiao Han⌠Geng Xiao Han, was it? This name sounded rather familiar.
âHow is this similar? During your fatherâs time, homosexuals werenât allowed to get married. Speaking of which, the law allowing same-sex marriage was passed just a year before Xiao Han was born. Aiya, that child is so cute and fair, just like a lady. I really liked him, so our two families decided to form a marriage contractâŚâ
Cute and fair? Like a lady?
Meng Ze frowned deeply. A second later, his eyes lit up.
Secretary Gengâs name was Geng Han!
Geng Han. Geng Xiao Han. Cute and fair, like a lady, and has a d*ckâŚ
They couldnât be⌠the same person, right?
He had the feeling of being struck by lightning as his chopsticks slipped out of his hands and clattered noisily to the ground.
âAh, child, how could you be so careless?â Mother Meng picked them up with a frown and went to change them for a new pair.
Father Meng was unhappy. âDoesnât he have hands and legs? You are always spoiling him.â
Meng Ze ignored him and turned to look at his mother. âMom, that⌠Geng Xiao Han, does he look like a girl?â
âDonât talk nonsense.â Mother Meng shook her head solemnly. âApart from being a little fair, he isnât feminine at all. Iâve seen him a few times, heâs very smart and polite.â
âOthers are studying arts and have an elegant temperament. What do you have to nitpick?â Father Meng grumbled from the side.
Meng Ze was speechless. Right after learning that he had a fiance, he had investigated the other party and found that the kid was clearly a spoiled child, who was only good at drinking and fighting. Heâd run to gay bars frequently when he was bored.
Although he was studying the arts, his grades were too poor; Fine arts already had low requirements. But why was it that when his parents spoke about him, he became an obedient child?
Besides, he and Geng Xiao Han had no feelings for each other, why should they get married? As for developing feelings? Sorry, he wasnât interested. He was already busy; If he had the time to coax a silk-bottomed young master, he might as well go foster a son.
That was why he had thought of ways to cancel their engagement after reading the information. Knowing that the two families had a friendly relationship, he used the excuse of liking women to prevent a fallout.
However, if Geng Xiao Han was his secretaryâŚ
âMom, Geng Xiao Han⌠does he have any special hobbies or issues?â This wasnât mentioned in the investigation report. Could he have guessed wrong?
âHe just likes painting, as for issues⌠he is just a normal and healthy child. What nonsense are you saying?â Mother Meng shook her head.
Father Meng also had a dark expression. âDonât think of anything funny. Xiao Han is fine, but even if he really had some issues, you canât break the engagement because of this.â
Meng Ze: ââŚâ Did he overthink it?
âEnough. This matter ends here. Clear your schedule tomorrow and go with me to the Geng Family to apologise.â Father Meng said curtly.
Meng Ze instinctively wanted to reply, âI have a business trip tomorrowâ. But thinking about it, he felt that this could be an opportunity. So, he muttered, âTomorrowâs a workday. Mr Geng is home?â
âCall him Uncle Geng.â Father Meng reminded in annoyance. âYour Uncle Geng broke his leg a while ago, and is currently recuperating at home.â
âWhen did that happen?â
âIt seems to be the 20th of last month. What about it?â His father asked.
âNothing.â Meng Ze immediately shook his head. âGeng Xiao Han will also be there?â
âIâm not sure. I heard his son recently found a job. Ah, heâs really making progress.â Father Meng praised.
When other peopleâs sons find a job, itâs called making progress. But when his own son started a company, itâs called stinking of copper? Such a huge disparity in treatment.
âFrom what I can tell, itâs best if Geng Xiao Han is there if we were to go. If we want to break off the engagement, itâs best to seek the opinion of those involved.â Meng Ze suggested, âSpeaking of which, Iâve never met him before. Whether or not we get together, we should at least have some form of interaction.â
Father Meng felt that it was reasonable and nodded. âIâll give Old Geng a call.â
Meng Ze also returned to his room and gave Assistant Fang a call. âWhen did Secretary Geng apply for leave?â
âIt seems to be⌠around the 20th?â Assistant Fangâs words were slurred, seemingly drunk.
Meng Ze immediately hung up, sure of his guess. If they were the same person, why did Geng Xiao Han cross-dress and secretly approach him as a secretary?
Ze Yuan and the Geng company had no conflict. At times, they would even be partners. So, the probability of him being a spy was pretty low.
Could it be because he called off the engagement?
Thinking about it, Secretary Geng entered the company not long after the engagement was broken off. If he/she was really Geng Xiao Han, that means the situation was actually because he had used the excuse of âliking womenâ to break the engagement. Geng Xiao Han entered the company in female clothing and tried to seduce him at every turnâŚ
Could it be that the engagement had a very big impact on him? Unlike him, Geng Xiao Han didnât hate the engagement, but hadâŚalways liked him?
Meng Ze told himself to calm down. If he were to continue thinking, his mind would really run wild.
It was simply too strange. Why should he care about such things? He must have definitely suffered a shock from seeing Secretary Geng take out his d*ck. It must beâŚ
He tried to brainwash himself and soon fell asleep.
Xiang Han had drunk quite a bit last night, so his head hurt the whole night and he failed to hear his phone. The next morning, he felt his head splitting open as he applied for leave from Assistant Fang.
After doing so, he saw Father Gengâs missed call and hurriedly dialled back.
âWhat? Didnât he go on a business trip?â Hearing Father Gengâs words, Xiang Hanâs drowsiness immediately disappeared. He shot up quickly.
âHowâd you know he has a business trip?
âNo, thatâs not the point. The point is, whatâs he coming to our house for?â Xiang Han was flabbergasted.
âHe didnât talk about this. But your Uncle Meng said he hopes youâd return since it has something to do with your engagement. Xiao Han, see if you can apply for leave and make a trip back.â
âItâsâŚnot too convenient.â Xiang Han resisted.
âGive me your supervisorâs contact number, Iâll help you.â
Xiang Han couldnât help groaning. âAlright, alright. Iâll do it and come over in a bit.â
After hanging up, Xiang Han was immediately faced with great bitterness.
Meng Ze was going to the Geng familyâs house to see him? Heâs doomed. He definitely had to be well-prepared and couldnât let anything slip!