At that moment, Xie Ran was sitting on Meng Feixuan’s lap—who was known to everyone as Meng Siyun—and was tightly hugged around the waist by Meng Feixuan. The posture was undeniably intimate.

But after all, this was just an accident.

Instead, it was Meng Feixuan’s bold comment about “riding back and forth” that made everyone’s jaws drop, and they all saw the same confusion in each other’s eyes: Was it that their minds were too impure? Or was Prince Meng’s way of speaking too uninhibited?

However, despite their shock, no one dared to directly question Prince Meng.

Ying Kaixi was nearly going crazy. He clearly knew that Xie Ran and Meng Siyun did not know each other. He didn’t know if Meng Siyun’s words had some other meaning, but the posture between Xie Ran and Meng Siyun at that moment was clearly very inappropriate.

“Xiao Ran, get up quickly.” Ying Kaixi hurriedly took two steps forward to pull Xie Ran up.

Unexpectedly, Meng Feixuan saw this and immediately controlled the wheelchair to change direction, causing Ying Kaixi to miss, and simultaneously cursed: “Scumbag, get lost!”

Ying Kaixi: ?!!

He was sure now that the Meng family member was doing this on purpose! For a moment, many terrible, melodramatic scenarios flashed through his mind. Could it be that Meng Siyun had fallen in love with Xie Ran at first sight and was preparing to forcibly take him?

At the same time, the staff accompanying Meng Feixuan into the banquet hall also realized what was happening and hurried over anxiously to pull Xie Ran away, nervously asking: “Young master, are you okay?”

Some people, with stern faces, said to Xie Ran: “Why don’t you get up quickly? What if you hurt our young master?”

Before Xie Ran could speak, Meng Feixuan skillfully controlled the wheelchair to dodge their moves and didn’t forget to turn his head and curse the person who spoke to Xie Ran: “Are you out of your mind? My legs have been broken for a long time, okay? What does Mr. Guan have to do with this! Don’t take advantage to make trouble!”

That person paused: “……” Feeling that the young master’s logic seemed reasonable but also that something was off.

After Meng Feixuan scolded the staff away, he turned to Xie Ran and said: “Sir, don’t mind them. You can ride on my lap however you want!”

The guests around were speechless: How could Prince Meng have two completely different faces?!

And besides, was Prince Meng really that familiar with this little internet celebrity Xie Ran? How could he say upon meeting him that he could just ride him freely?

Someone else noticed another inconsistency, gasping softly to a companion: “I heard after Prince Meng’s car accident, he became very depressed, and regarding his… cough, physical condition, it was very secretive. So why do I feel he doesn’t look as miserable as the rumors say?”

“Emmmmm.” His companion’s face also changed slightly but he didn’t dare to say much. Meng Siyun’s condition could hardly be called ‘not painful’, it was almost lively by comparison.

But Xie Ran himself remained calm and wasn’t disturbed by the surrounding stares. When the wheelchair stopped, he gently held the hands that were clasped on his waist.

These hands were different from those of the young man Xie Ran was familiar with—probably because Meng Siyun had just suffered a serious injury. He was very thin, with little flesh on his palms, clearly defined tendons, and harder knuckles.

But Xie Ran knew this was indeed Meng Feixuan. The way he was hugged from behind was not unfamiliar to him. When they were in Bright Moon River Lake, he had led Meng Feixuan horseback riding, and Meng Feixuan had hugged him the same way.

When Xie Ran held those hands, the other quickly reversed the grip and lightly pinched his fingers.

These subtle actions were habits formed by his AI simulating human intimate contact.

It was like their unique signal.

Xie Ran chuckled meaningfully, untied Meng Feixuan’s hands, then leisurely stood up.

Xie Ran was tall and slender, wearing a crisp suit, standing upright like pine and jade, and looked down at the young man in the wheelchair.

The still sickly handsome young man looked up at him with bright eyes. This gaze was slightly different from the data simulation but equally passionate.

“Sir, why did you get up?” Meng Feixuan blinked and then patted his paralyzed thigh warmly: “I’m serious, these legs feel nothing at all. Feel free to ride boldly. If it’s uncomfortable, I can add a cushion for you!”

The guests couldn’t help but twitch their faces.

Meng Feixuan’s accompanying staff also hesitated to speak.

What exactly did Prince Meng take his own thigh for…

“…” Xie Ran pressed his brow and lightly brushed Meng Feixuan’s hair: “Fool.”

He naturally supported the back of Meng Feixuan’s wheelchair and made a gesture as if to push it: “Let’s go outside for a walk.”

Meng Feixuan: “Okay.”

Then he turned his head to warn his staff: “All of you, leave. Don’t disturb me while I talk secretly with the sir.”

Their conversation was so familiar and natural, especially Meng Siyun’s attitude toward Xie Ran was full of inexplicable intimacy and eagerness.

Those around slowly realized they really knew each other, and probably for quite some time.

Ying Kaixi nearly lost his mind on the spot. Seeing Xie Ran actually pushing Meng Siyun’s wheelchair to leave, he disregarded Meng Siyun’s identity and rushed forward in a step, blocking their way, staring at Xie Ran with a grim expression: “Xiao Ran, how do you know Young Master Meng…?”

“None of your damn business!” Before Xie Ran could speak, Meng Feixuan rolled his eyes and cursed at Ying Kaixi: “Is this your jurisdiction? Mind your own business.”

Ying Kaixi never expected Prince Meng to be so irritable, and was stunned by the scolding.

The guests’ expressions were hard to describe: partly embarrassed for Ying Kaixi, partly feeling… why did this Prince Meng’s manners differ so much from the legend? The most outstanding successor of the Meng family for generations, but so skilled at cursing?

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Madam Ying was even more embarrassed. She never expected Xie Ran to know Meng Siyun and to look so close to him.

Just now she tried to humiliate Xie Ran in front of everyone, even implying that Xie Ran got into the banquet only because of Ying Kaixi’s connections. But now, seeing how familiar he was with Prince Meng, Ying Kaixi meant nothing.

Meng Siyun was the legitimate heir of the Meng family, even though he was paralyzed now. The Meng family hadn’t officially removed him yet, so he was still one of the heirs.

…Even if the Meng family gave up on him, his status and influence would still surpass the Ying family.

Madam Ying felt even more ashamed and worried that Xie Ran might cause trouble for the Ying family in front of Meng Siyun, so she took a few steps back to reduce her presence.

Unexpectedly, Ying Kaixi still cared about Xie Ran and was so blunt that he got publicly scolded.

Madam Ying, who valued face the most, felt burning pain on her face, very uncomfortable.

She couldn’t stand to be the laughingstock of the Ying family in front of so many people, so she quickly ended her invisibility and followed, smiling apologetically: “Young Master Meng, please don’t be angry. Kaixi has his reasons for asking. You may not know, but Xie Ran is actually Kaixi’s boyfriend.”

Before Meng Siyun appeared, Madam Ying only saw Xie Ran as a little internet celebrity trying to climb the social ladder and was very rude about him. She never mentioned the relationship between Xie Ran and Ying Kaixi, only saying how Kaixi gave Xie Ran gifts and donations.

But now that everyone saw the close relationship between Xie Ran and Meng Siyun, Madam Ying changed her tone and actively mentioned their relationship.

Madam Ying thought that since Xie Ran knew Meng Siyun, even if he was just a small internet celebrity, he had some connections and dating Ying Kaixi wouldn’t disgrace Kaixi too much.

But as soon as she finished, Meng Feixuan let out a cold laugh, raised his head, sniffed at her, and mocked: “Keep dreaming! They broke up long ago. On the day they broke up, I even sent 5 million to the Cat Battle Ships to celebrate. The whole internet saw it!”

As soon as he said this, Madam Ying’s expression froze: “What?”

Ying Kaixi’s face changed, and he suddenly remembered what Meng Siyun shouted when he entered: “It’s me, Mark!”

The ID that donated 5 million to Xie Ran was named Mark.

In a corner, Jiang Shuang, who witnessed the whole thing, also had a shocked reaction.

That Mark who donated to Xie Ran was actually Meng Siyun!

No wonder the Big Face Cat Live platform vaguely emphasized in Xie Ran’s clarification statement that Mark’s account was legitimate.

Meng Siyun’s account could never have a problem!

A real, ordinary rich user—the rich are really rich, but ordinary, not so ordinary.

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“Sir, let’s go.” After his mocking, Meng Feixuan didn’t care about Madam Ying or Ying Kaixi’s reactions, eagerly wanting to have some private time with Xie Ran.

“Wait.” Xie Ran stopped in his tracks, casually glanced over Madam Ying, then focused on Ying Kaixi and said coldly: “You still owe me 139 yuan. Pay me now.”

Ying Kaixi gasped and asked confusedly: “How do I owe you money?”

Madam Ying was even more incredulous: “Don’t talk nonsense. Kaixi gave you so many gifts and donations…”

“It’s already repaid. I calculated it all.” Xie Ran spoke like negotiating with a business rival, without emotion, just stating the facts to Ying Kaixi clearly and calmly: “I originally transferred you a little extra, 139 yuan more to make a round number. Since your mother likes to keep accounts, let’s clear it up and you pay me back.”

In the original owner’s memories, Madam Ying liked to mention how much Ying Kaixi gave Xie Ran benefits, and Ying Kaixi thought so too. The original owner didn’t bother to keep track, nor did Xie Ran, but his way of dealing was different.

He preferred to settle everything in one go.

Ying Kaixi was stunned. When he received Xie Ran’s list, he was furious, fully immersed in anger at Xie Ran’s decision to break up, so he never carefully checked the numbers.

Now that Xie Ran brought it up, he subconsciously took out his phone and checked. The final amount on the list had a remainder, but the money Xie Ran transferred was a whole number.

Madam Ying was dumbfounded. She never expected that Xie Ran had already returned all the gifts from Ying Kaixi, even more, had given back over 100 yuan. In other words, Xie Ran hadn’t taken advantage of the Ying family, if anything, Ying Kaixi had taken advantage of Xie Ran.

Earlier, when she loudly mocked Xie Ran for benefiting from Ying Kaixi, many people heard. Now, the situation had reversed, and everyone looked at Madam Ying with more amusement.

Madam Ying’s face lost color, but with so many people watching, she couldn’t admit it. Being experienced, she laughed and said with a hidden meaning: “Oh, that’s how it is. I misunderstood. But it’s just a little over 100 yuan. We usually don’t check these small amounts carefully, and didn’t think you’d remember.”

What she said was true. These people rarely checked small amounts carefully. Of course, they found it funny and didn’t really think the Ying family would try to take advantage of such a small sum, just found it ridiculous to be publicly chased for money.

But Madam Ying’s subtle sarcasm shifted the focus back to Xie Ran, making people think that after all, he was just a small internet celebrity from a humble background, who counted even small money carefully.

“Your excuse for dodging debts is pretty fresh!” Xie Ran didn’t speak, but Meng Feixuan got angry first, turning to Madam Ying and fiercely responding: “So much nonsense, don’t want to pay back? Don’t know how to check small amounts carefully? You’re so noble, if you’re so capable, don’t keep accounts with people! You’re the one who wanted to count the money, and now you blame others for being too precise. Are this the famous double standard of China?!”

His tone was very sarcastic, especially calling her “You” repeatedly, which stunned everyone.

Xie Ran pressed his brow and brushed his hand over Meng Feixuan’s head: “Why are you cursing again?”

“Can’t blame me.” Meng Feixuan said righteously: “Humans haven’t evolved enough, the brain has no auto-censor program!”

Then he turned to Ying Kaixi and started urging payment: “Pay quickly, pay quickly, pay quickly!”

While saying this, he grabbed Xie Ran’s arm: “Sir, quickly get your payment code out, let him pay now. I think they want to dodge paying!”

Madam Ying and Ying Kaixi’s faces turned red, speechless for a while.

Especially Madam Ying, who had deliberately mentioned Ying Kaixi’s gifts and donations earlier, was now completely unable to rebut Meng Feixuan’s counter.

The guests were equally silent.

Everyone looked at Prince Meng with the same confusion: Is this the real side of a rich heir?

Not forgiving the bill on the spot and transferring 100 million yuan to the internet celebrity to vent, but skillfully helping the celebrity chase 139 yuan—

Xie Ran thought for a moment, then calmly took out his phone, opened the payment code page, and handed it to Ying Kaixi: “Pay up.”