They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Liu Meng stepped into the entrance hall and was stunned.

The sofa in the living room has been replaced.

It used to be a light gray fabric version, but now it's been changed to dark brown genuine leather.

The TV background wall was also re-padded.

The color is between lotus root pink and light camel, with a very warm tone.

Liu Meng last came a month ago.

The house was decorated in a completely different style at the time.

"This house..." She turned to look at Jiang Han.

"It was Yao Yao's mom who did it." Jiang Han closed the door.

"They said the past was too lonely and not suitable for starting a family."

Liu Meng's gaze swept over the newly hung decorative paintings on the corridor wall.

Then I glanced at the rattan decorations wrapped around the stair railing.

His lips twitched slightly.

Getting married...

Carrie Lam is serious.

Liu Meng stood in the center of the living room, looking around.

The last time she stood in this villa was at a gathering with her girlfriends.

Now that the living room has been renovated, the sisters' relationship has changed.

She changed too, from an observer to a participant.

The two sat down in the living room.

Jiang Han took a glass from the coffee table, poured in some warm water, and handed it over.

"Drink some water and calm down."

Liu Meng took the cup and held it with both hands.

The warmth travels through the cup walls to your palm.

She looked down at the ripples in the water in her glass and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"Jiang Han, on behalf of my mother, I want to say sorry to you!"

Jiang Han leaned back on the sofa and didn't reply.

Liu Meng raised her head, her eyes still a little red.

"She told me everything that happened back then."

"She kept the account books herself; she knew your father was innocent."

Liu Meng paused for a moment: "But she didn't step forward."

"She was raising me alone back then; my dad passed away early."

"There is no one else to rely on at home."

"She was scared..."

Jiang Han picked up his glass of water and took a sip.

"I know, when Aunt Zhao handed the account books to Yutong, Yutong mentioned these things to me."

"Your mother had no choice at the time."

"The Jiang family wields absolute power in Jingzhou. How can she, a widow and her orphan, possibly fight against them?"

Jiang Han sat up straight.

"It's already quite remarkable that she was able to preserve that evidence for so many years."

"So you don't need to apologize."

Liu Meng shook her head: "I came here today not just to apologize on behalf of my mother."

"I told her that I would do what she didn't finish back then."

"What she owes your father, I will repay."

Jiang Han turned his head to look at her, a mischievous smile appearing on his lips.

"How...are you going to pay me back?"

Liu Meng picked up the cup and took a big gulp of warm water.

She bit her lip.

They were both adults, and she understood the meaning in the Jianghan dialect.

Liu Meng did not answer immediately, but instead lowered her head and rubbed her fingers together.

She knew her own circumstances.

Judging from her figure, she doesn't have the large, round shape of Lin Yaoyao and Xia Yutong.

They also lacked the long, beautiful legs of Shen Qingning and Qiu Siyao.

Even Xiao Xiao has a cute style that she doesn't possess.

Liu Meng is not one to underestimate herself.

She knew she must have her strengths too.

She is gentle, sensible, virtuous, and accustomed to considering issues from a holistic perspective.

When her six best friends had a falling out, she was the one who persuaded them to get back together one by one.

She was the one who weathered the company's most difficult times.

She can cook, and some of her signature dishes are just as good as those of Michelin-starred chefs.

Another thing is that she usually wears skirts.

Few people know that she has a big, perky butt.

According to traditional beliefs, this is an excellent gene that allows one to have a son.

Liu Meng is confident that she is second to none in this regard.

But she's not standing here tonight to compete with these things.

Liu had been dreaming for a long time about what she possessed that others didn't.

Later she figured it out.

It's the 28-year gap.

Liu Meng has remained chaste for 28 years.

It's a little embarrassing to say it out loud.

She's the boss of a group of close friends, managing dozens of people.

She's a virgin!

She has had many suitors over the years.

He went on blind dates with different people over and over again.

She was never moved.

Liu Meng always believed that a woman's first time should be given to a worthy man.

This person is right in front of her now.

Jiang Han is handsome, young, rich, and kind to everyone around him.

More importantly, she didn't feel like she was at a loss.

Not at all!

Liu Meng held the cup and drank the remaining half cup of water in one gulp.

The glass clinked against the coffee table.

She suddenly stood up.

He pinched the belt of the camel coat with his fingers, pulled it open, and took it off.

Her coat slipped off her shoulders and piled onto the sofa.

Then, Liu Meng reached behind her and touched the zipper of her skirt.

Pinch the zipper pull with your fingertips and pull it down.

The smooth material slid down her shoulders and piled up at her ankles.

Inside was black lace lingerie, the fabric of which was very thin.

The lace accentuates the slender curves of the waist.

The fair skin below her collarbone flushed a faint pink from nervousness.

Her shoulders were trembling, but she didn't try to cover it up with her hands.

He just stood there, looking at the Yangtze and Han Rivers.

The warm yellow light fell on me, casting a soft shadow on my waist.

The hip line curves out in a full arc from the slim waist downwards.

The lace edges gather at the top of the thigh.

Her legs weren't as long as Shen Qingning's, but they were perfectly proportioned.

The curves between the waist and hips are not visible when wearing a skirt.

Everything is laid bare at this moment.

Jiang Han leaned back on the sofa, his cup hovering in mid-air.

He was just making a joke on the spur of the moment.

I thought she would blush and change the subject.

Or she could use her usual rationality to turn the matter around.

Jiang Han didn't expect Liu Meng to so readily pull off her clothes.

He had known Liu Meng for several years.

She is the most composed one in her group of girlfriends.

She is everyone's confidante and elder sister.

He is someone who never loses his composure in front of anyone.

And now, Liu Meng is standing in front of him.

She stripped down to her black underwear.

Through the edges, you can even glimpse the milky white snowflakes.

as well as…

That's really perky!

Do not pat it.

As Jiang Han watched, he was startled by the thought that had unconsciously popped into his head.

He quickly swallowed a mouthful of ice water to cool down.

The smaller head almost took over the larger head.

I may be a scumbag, but I'm not the kind of scumbag who deceives people's feelings.

They would never take advantage of someone's misfortune to profit from it.

Jianghan's scoundrel nature lies in his universal love.

I love big breasts, beautiful legs, and small feet.

Love all beautiful things.

Jiang Han thought about it, but his eyes never left her.

He looked Liu Meng up and down.

Liu Meng did not dodge, but clenched her fists at her sides.

She was waiting for the other person to speak.

Jiang Han placed the cup on the coffee table.

He was almost a head taller than Liu Meng.

Liu Meng looked up, and you could see her Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

She saw surprise in Jiang Han's eyes.

A strange emotion welled up in Liu Meng's heart.

She finally detected emotion on the face of this perpetually composed man.

Even if it's only for a few seconds.

I... am good-looking too, right?

Jiang Han looked at it for a long time, then bent down.

Pick up the camel-colored coat that had fallen to the ground.

He unfolded it and draped it over her shoulders.

He used both hands to pull his collar up, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against his collarbone.

Liu Meng's body trembled slightly.

"Have you thought it through?"

"Um."