Chapter 1540 - 1540 1542 Still Want to Play Matchmaker

Chapter 1540: Chapter 1542: Still Want to Play Matchmaker Chapter 1540: Chapter 1542: Still Want to Play Matchmaker Chiang Xiao and Wang Yi arrived in City M. As soon as the train stopped, they spotted the tall and striking youth standing out from the crowd.

“Hey, Xiao Chiang, why does it feel like your Tyrant Meng is getting more handsome by the day?” Wang Yi nudged Chiang Xiao.

“Doesn’t matter how handsome he gets, you don’t stand a chance. He’s mine—mine!” Chiang Xiao made a funny face at her, making Wang Yi burst into laughter.

They got off the train, and Meng Xinian was already walking over to greet them.

Wang Yi was carrying her suitcase when Meng Xinian reached out and took it from her.

Wang Yi shot a playful wink at Chiang Xiao, linked arms with her, and whispered in her ear, “Look at that, your Tyrant Meng is carrying my suitcase.”

“Even he’s got a shred of gentlemanly manners!” Chiang Xiao rolled her eyes.

The train station was packed with people, and Wang Yi, a lone young woman, lugging a heavy suitcase—what’s so strange about Meng Xinian helping her out?

No sooner had she said that than Meng Xinian, with his free hand, reached out to clasp hers.

“Comrade Xiao Wang, can I have my fiancée back now? You just follow along with us.”

“Pfft!”

Wang Yi nearly choked on her laughter.

Chiang Xiao’s face turned a faint shade of red.

Meng Xinian held her hand tightly.

In that moment, she could feel just how much he had missed her, and her heart softened a little.

Wang Yi trailed pitifully behind them, staring at their side-by-side silhouettes, and occasionally glancing at their tightly clasped hands.

“Great Officer Meng, can’t you hold hands with Xiao Chiang in private? Doing this is really messing with my head.”

Without even turning his head, Meng Xinian replied, “If you’ve got a problem with it, go find someone to hold hands with yourself. If Chen Yin doesn’t work, find someone else—it’s no big deal. Just don’t pick someone from City M.”

The main thing was, she was intruding on his alone time with Little Xiao.

“If all else fails, join our squad. Plenty of handsome young men for you to choose from. What about Dai Gang? Oh, and we’ve got a sharpshooter in our squad too—decent looks…”

Both Wang Yi and Chiang Xiao stared at him, slack-jawed.

This was Tyrant Meng?

Since when did Tyrant Meng become so chatty, even trying to play matchmaker?

Meng Xinian cast a glance at Chiang Xiao, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

He knew Wang Yi was Chiang Xiaoxiao’s only close friend. Afraid of coming across as too aloof and making things difficult for her, he was doing his best to be approachable. Was that so wrong?

Did he deserve to be looked at like he was some sort of freak?

Besides, if Wang Yi really wanted to find a new partner, he could just arrange for his squad of wolf pups to take turns meeting her. Keep her schedule jam-packed, and then she’d have no time to pester him and Chiang Xiaoxiao during their private moments, wouldn’t she?

“Great Officer Meng, please don’t trouble yourself.”

Wang Yi waved her hands frantically.

If Meng Xinian played matchmaker, she was genuinely worried she’d either never get married or be married off carelessly.

It was a terrifying thought.

The three of them left the train station. Meng Xinian led them to a Jeep parked nearby and motioned for them to get in.

“Is this a car from your squad?”

“It’s Officer Yang’s. I borrowed it from him. He hardly ever uses it anyway.”

Yang Zhiqi sneezed.

Thinking about how his car had been “borrowed” by Meng Xinian, he couldn’t help but grumble.

That rascal—it wasn’t borrowing; it was outright commandeering. He had been planning to use the car!

“I’ll take you two to grab a meal first. After we eat, we’ll head home. At this hour, Grandfather and Grandmother have probably already eaten. No need to trouble them.”

“Alright.”

Chiang Xiao sat in the passenger seat, occasionally stealing glances at Meng Xinian.

How could she not notice that he had deliberately softened his demeanor this time? All just to comfort her because he knew she wasn’t in the best mood.

She turned her head. Seeing that Wang Yi was gazing out the window, admiring the sights of City M and paying them no attention, she leaned over and planted a kiss on Meng Xinian’s cheek.

“Screech!”