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In the end, He Mingxuan did not say those words, and only turned all the secrets hidden in the bottom of his heart into a meaningful smile.

However, Yu Meng's desire to learn was aroused. He Mingxuan's words made her even more clueless. She waited for a long time, but in the end, she couldn't think of anything, so she asked: "Tell me, did we know each other before?"

The man stopped walking. "I've made everything clear."

"You've lost a lot of things." He said, "It's just that you don't remember."

I don't remember.

She still didn't understand.

"Alright, don't think too much." He Mingxuan turned around and gently embraced Yu Meng: "You only need to know that I like you. You've experienced a long wait, yet you're still determined and sincere. You must believe me."

When He Mingxuan left, he placed a gentle kiss on Yu Meng's forehead.

The kiss was moist and soft, with a warmth that dazzled Yu Meng.

It was that inexplicable sense of familiarity again.

Yu Meng closed the door. The room was empty, as was her heart.

He had said so much just to convince himself that he liked it?

Suddenly, she remembered that He Mingxuan asked her a question.

"Do you remember when Sri Lanka Butterfly flew?"

The logic behind his words was still fresh in her mind.

With a skeptical attitude, Yu Meng went in front of the computer and typed in the words "Sri Lanka" in the search box.

The only thing she knew about this strange city was that it was a foreign country, and that was all.

But when countless pictures of the city appeared on the computer screen, Yu Meng felt a sense of déjà vu.

It was that familiar feeling again, so strange, as if what had happened that day had something to do with what she had dreamed of the night before.

However, was everything about this place really just a dream?

He couldn't even dream of having a headache.

She only felt that it was familiar, but she could not figure out where this familiarity came from.

Most of the introductions on the web page about the Sri Lanka were about the cruel war. The beautiful city turned into ruins that no one dared to go to.

It was even more impossible for butterflies to fly.

Almost all the news related to the Sri Lanka was about war.

Why did He Mingxuan say butterflies?

It didn't matter anymore, he already had too many secrets about He Mingxuan that she didn't know about. What he had revealed now, in Yu Meng's eyes, was already powerful to an extraordinary degree.

But it could all be just the tip of the iceberg.

She didn't know what he really looked like and didn't bother to think about it.

She didn't want to believe that he liked her, so what? In any case, she wouldn't fall in love with him anymore, right?

After all, that one-sided love had consumed all of Yu Meng's patience.

On the day of the auction, He Mingxuan drove his car to pick her up.

The limited number of sports cars made this simple area look like a slum. He Mingxuan got off the car, leaned on the door, and waved towards Yu Meng who was by the window upstairs.

He motioned for her to come down.

Yu Meng was wearing a suit that he had designed and a coat on the outside. He Mingxuan was wearing a white suit that was the same colour as Yu Meng, and there was a feather pattern embroidered on his tie.

He stood at the door of the unit and dreamed his way down. From the stairs, the man looked so beautiful that he was almost distorted.

Sunlight shone on the side of his face, and everywhere seemed to glow.

He Mingxuan helped Yu Meng into the car. She was a gentleman, polite, and relaxed.

Yu Meng couldn't help but sigh. "You're always so serious."

The IN winery was located in the suburbs. It was a five-star standard banquet hall. The door was wide open, and there was an endless stream of expensive luxury cars.

Tan Yubai was at the entrance of the banquet hall, entertaining the guests who had come from afar together with the owner of the winery, the Frenchman.

He Mingxuan stopped midway, purposely curling his arm, signalling Yu Meng.

Yu Meng was stunned.

"What are you blanking out for, support me."

Yu Meng hesitated for a few seconds, but still reached out and grabbed He Mingxuan's arm.

At the entrance of the banquet, Tan Yubai walked over after signing in as usual.

"You look beautiful today."

He seemed to not have seen He Mingxuan, and logically speaking, He Mingxuan should not have underestimated the He family.

He purposely didn't like him.

Yu Meng lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you."

"She is my companion today."

He Mingxuan politely took half a step forward, stood in front of Yu Meng, and impolitely told Tan Yubai: "Please keep all those bad intentions of yours."

Tan Yubai smiled lightly and returned to his seat. His gaze slowly moved away from Yu Meng and he replied softly, "Alright."

He then gave a slight bow, opening up a path, "Please enter."

Yu Meng pulled He Mingxuan in, his heart thumping hard.

suddenly pinched her face as she entered.

"Look at your useless appearance." He sighed, "With me here, no one can bully you. Do you understand?"

Yu Meng rolled her eyes at him. "You make it sound like I'm a good bully." She was not convinced. "I was just too lazy to argue, not because I couldn't win. Don't say that about me."

He Mingxuan surrendered, "Alright, alright, I won't say anymore."

After they entered the table, Yu Meng sat beside He Mingxuan. The French boss spoke in broken Chinese and gave a brief introduction of the situation of the winery. She meant to say that she hoped that the owners would not be able to get the shares of the Yu Family.

As Yu Meng listened, she couldn't help but admire Tan Yubai's actions.

He seemed to be able to kill two birds with one stone.

Most likely, the Du Family had also made a stake in this winery.

After a few sentences, Du Qinyi came up on behalf of the event. On that day, she wore a bright red, sexy long skirt with a deep V collar.

Forget about her character, just looking at the level of interaction, Du Qinyi's ability was far above Yu Meng.

She briefly introduced the main contents of today's event.

This time, a total of 40% of the shares of Yu's Enterprises will be auctioned, 10% will be auctioned in the first round, while the remaining 30% will be auctioned in the second round.

Many shareholders insisted. The first round of the auction was unreasonable. Ten percent was too little. With this number, were they afraid that they would not have the money to buy it? Or was it something else?

Tan Yubai went up on stage, but did not respond to his.

The first round of the auction had begun. Although the Yu's Group had a glorious history and had set many new records in the industry, after more than a year of struggling with bankruptcy, the price of the first round of the auction was still pitifully low.

A lot of bosses didn't care about 10% of the competition. They just casually raised their tags and ran for election.

She was only dreaming. When she heard this news, she felt extremely relieved.

She knew that she could only afford 10% of her money at most, and this sudden rule was as if she had made it according to her own circumstances.

Yu Meng became more and more convinced that she had begun to move.

What was even more unexpected was that she had bought that 10%.

After a few more rounds of bidding, only Yu Meng was left.

It wasn't that everyone didn't want to fight with her, it was just that everyone knew that Yu Meng was Yu Zheng's only daughter.

No one was willing to be the first to fight Yu Mengzhan, so naturally they fulfilled Yu Mengzhan's wish.

Du Qinyi watched everything from afar and could not help but clench her fists.

"Tan Yubai!" She ran up the stairs and saw Tan Yubai standing next to the fence on the second floor. Her face was pale: "Why didn't you discuss it with me and decided to sell it for 10%?!"

Tan Yubai said with an indifferent tone. "I said it already, I have my own ideas."

"Your idea?" Du Qinyi could not help but sneer, "I see that you're deliberately giving up water, purposely giving this ten percent to Yu Meng!"

Tan Yubai gently shook the goblet in his hand, and after taking a sip, he finally turned and looked at Du Qinyi.

"So what?"

His calm expression made Du Qinyi's body tremble.

"You, what do you mean?!"

"Du Qinyi, although she is greedy, she cannot want everything." Tan Yubai slowly walked towards the unbelievable Du Qinyi, "My concessions are not something you can use against Yu Meng."

"But you clearly said …" Du Qinyi's tongue was tied in a rare moment, as she stuttered, "You will no longer have anything to do with Yu Meng, and as long as you don't have anything to do with her, I've also promised you that I won't target her anymore …"

This man's promise was as clear as if it had only happened yesterday.

Tan Yubai said leisurely: "I'll go back on my word."

As he spoke, the image of that man's face appeared in his mind. The scene of him and Yu Meng together.

With that in mind, Tan Yubai subconsciously held the wine cup tightly in his hand, and unwittingly repeated himself. He was even more confident this time, and even more adamant that there would be no objections.

"Du Qinyi, I'll go back on my word."

Du Qinyi glared at him angrily, her face turned pale white: "You're saying you're regretting it, Tan Yubai, what do you think I am?"

Tan Yubai remained calm: "If you want me to divorce, I will divorce. If you want me to sell the shares, I will sell them. If you want me to marry you, I will marry you." He raised his head and looked at her like a bottomless abyss, giving off a chilling aura. "What do you think I am?"

Du Qinyi's eyes were filled with tears, they were soaked in red and swollen sockets, stubbornly refusing to stay.

"What do I take you for? "Heh." She laughed bitterly, "I thought you were someone I deeply loved, that's why I wanted to possess you and marry you. Tan Yubai, what I can give you, is something that Yu Meng cannot! "

"Don't cry." Tan Yubai lifted his hand to wipe the tears off Du Qinyi's face. However, his fingers were ice-cold, and there was not a single trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he was a rigid machine: "I know that I have a weakness in your hands, but I still have to remind you, everything is fine, the next step is still very long, I will definitely accompany you, and I'll trouble you to remember this, my bottom line is that you can't touch it."

Du Qinyi looked up at him in despair. "What if I insist on touching it?"

Tan Yubai laughed, but his smile made people shudder: "Then we will die together."

After which, he shook his wine cup and turned to leave.

Du Qinyi stood blankly in place, her heart dead.

had always thought that she and Tan Yubai were people of the same kind, that they would use any means possible to reach their goal.

Only now did he finally understand that he had a bottom line as well, and his bottom line was exactly what Du Qinyi wanted to destroy the most.

Yu Meng, I won't let you go.

Du Qinyi held onto the fence on the second floor with her fingers white. When she looked down, she could see Yu Meng standing on the stage.

The words Tan Yubai had said just now surfaced in his mind.

Heh, dying together huh? Then I'll let you know, I can make Yu Meng die miserably, and I can also let you and me live happily together.

Tan Yubai, you forced my hand in all this.

Thinking about it, Du Qinyi took out her phone to make a call.

"Connect the projection of the venue to my computer."

As Du Qinyi spoke, she raised her leg to leave, but accidentally tripped on a hard object. Her steps were unsteady, and she was about to fall down.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed onto his arm, as if foot was still stepping on his leg. Just like that, Du Qinyi, who almost flipped over the railing and fell down, was controlled.

Du Qinyi's eyes widened. When she turned her head, she could see the feast that was going on below the stage on the first floor. Rows and rows of glasses were stacked together, facing her.

Her body was blocked by the huge camera in the auction place, and it just so happened that no one downstairs could see Du Qinyi, who was in danger.

Because of this, she could not help but tremble even more violently.

If he really fell down, the consequences would be unimaginable.