I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar-Chapter 102 - : Maybe It’s a Side Account

Chapter 102: Maybe It’s a Side Account

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Cheng Lang replied, “Yes.”

Old Master Cheng said, “In the blink of an eye, Jin Yue has grown up. Arrange for our two families to meet and discuss the engagement. Although that lass didn’t say it explicitly, I know she’s been waiting for you.”

Cheng Lang said, “Father, I don’t have any plans to get engaged for the time being.”

Old Master Cheng had four sons and a daughter. Cheng Lang was the fifth child and there was a big age gap between him and his siblings. Old Master Cheng sighed. “You’re already 26 years old; time for you to settle down. There’s only Jin Yue around you all these years. Don’t you like her?”

Cheng Lang did not answer. He did not know what it was to like someone.

“Cheng Lang, it doesn’t matter who you marry. Jin Yue is very outstanding; only such a person is worthy of you. Besides, you don’t dislike her, right? That’s good enough. She’s very suitable to be your wife,” Old Master Cheng advised earnestly.

Cheng Lang flipped open the document beside him and pressed his fair fingers on the page. “I’ll think about it.”

Old Master Cheng’s furrowed brows relaxed. “Alright. By the way, the matter regarding your second brother… give it some thought too.”

“Father, I don’t wish for you to interfere in the company’s matters,” Cheng Lang said indifferently. Old Master Cheng’s next words were stuck in his throat. Cheng Lang was innately predisposed to a lack of emotions—not only restricted to romantic feelings, but also the same for his family. He was destined to become a brilliant strategist. He was also the only one who dared to speak to Old Master Cheng in this way. However, Old Master Cheng admired this aspect of Cheng Lang the most—reminiscent of himself when he was young; a chip off the old block.

Old Master Cheng said, “Alright, I won’t interfere. You can do whatever you want. As long as your marriage with Jin Yue is confirmed, I can then rest easy.”

After hanging up, Cheng Lang glanced at his cell phone’s WeChat. There was a row of friend requests. He frowned and rejected them—which included requests from Nie Heng and Jin Mo—one by one mercilessly.

Nie Heng could not bear it and immediately called Cheng Lang. “Jin Yue said that you’ve downloaded WeChat again. Why did you reject my friend request?”

Cheng Lang replied, “I don’t chat.”

Nie Heng paused and lay down on the couch. “Then who’s the person with the snowflake profile picture in your WeChat list? Isn’t that your WeChat friend?”

Cheng Lang asked, “How did you know?”

Nie Heng replied, “I’m not the only one who knows. Most people do—Jin Yue has been asking around in the group chat. So, this person is really your WeChat friend? You accepted this person’s request, but you rejected me?” Nie Heng had always been sharp when it came to gossip. He suddenly got up from the couch, and his breathing became a little irregular. “Cheng Lang, don’t tell me that person is Xing Shu.

Cheng Lang had always been frank. He nodded. “It’s her.”

Nie Heng was so angry that he laughed. “Cheng Lang, we’ve been bros for so many years. Is this what a bro does?” Nie Heng took umbrage that Cheng Lang had such little regard for their bromance. Cheng Lang rejected his friend request, but accepted Xing Shu’s—his mistress?

Cheng Lang had not thought much of this matter. But after hearing Nie Heng’s words, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. In his 26 years of life, this was the first time he had such a strange emotion.

“Cheng Lang, you’re really something. I’ll call Jin MO now and let him know this ugly side of you! I’ll also mention the incident where I heard you smooching Xing Shu on the phone!” This was the first time Nie Heng had been so self-righteous in front of Cheng Lang. At the same time, he was really infuriated! He had never liked Xing Shu to begin with. Just what tricks did that vixen—Xing Shu—play to make Cheng Lang do this for her?

At the thought of this, Nie Heng tugged at his tie and declared, “I’ll give you three minutes to add me as a friend on WeChat.”

Meanwhile, Jin Yue had already asked Jin MO about it. She was really worried nobody knew this profile picture despite her asking around everywhere. She had no choice but to ask her brother.

Jin MO looked at Jin Yue’s description of the profile picture and raised his eyebrows. He opened his friend list. Some time ago, he had added Xing Shu. This was her profile picture.

Jin Yue sent a message: “Brother, I saw Cheng Lang chatting with someone who had this profile picture, but he refused to add me as a friend on WeChat. Do you know who the owner of this profile picture is?”

Jin MO smiled and replied, “I don’t know. How would I know?” His eyes were filled with tenderness as he sent another message. “Maybe it’s Cheng Lang’s WeChat side account.”

Jin Yue’s eyes lit up. That’s right. Why didn’t I think of this possibility? That must be the case.. Otherwise, who would have made Cheng Lang accept the friend request on WeChat?! After all, Cheng Lang even refused to add my brother and Nie Heng as friends!