"Are you crazy? Why donât you agree? You little brat, what are you thinking?" Old Meng was furious, reaching out to smack him on the back.
With a loud slap, Old Meng really used some force this time.
But Meng Xinian endured it.
With a dark expression, he said, "I know what youâre thinking. Isnât it just because Iâm the only one left in the Meng Family? What, are you afraid Iâll die on the battlefield, or afraid Iâll be injured so badly that I canât continue the family line?"
"Isnât it just in case?" Old Meng was so angry his temples throbbed.
"Of course, itâs best if nothing happens to you. We all hope youâll be safe, but you have to understand the âwhat ifâ, right? Those people without partners have no choice, but you, things are great with Little, and youâll get married and have kids eventually. Whatâs the problem?"
If he and Chiang Xiao werenât sure, he wouldnât dare to push this matter.
But they were clearly getting married on August 27th, so whatâs the difference?
Why canât it be done?
"I just donât agree. Yes, youâre afraid of âwhat ifâ, and so am I." Meng Xinian said, "If, in the end, âwhat ifâ actually happens and I die, do you want Little to remain alone for the rest of her life because of me? Thatâs not fair to her."
"What are you talking about?"
Old Meng was furious again.
"If something really does happen to you, canât Little find someone else later?"
"If sheâs already with me... how do you know others wonât despise her? Fine, I know, no one else is going to despise her."
Actually, it wasnât easy for Meng Xinian to say such things. He didnât want to, but he had no choice when talking to Old Meng.
"No one will despise her, but I donât want it. I donât want her, after being with me, to have to carry the memories I gave her and then be with someone else."
In fact, the thought of Chiang Xiaoxiao possibly being with another man, smiling at another man, being shy with another man, in another manâs arms...
Meng Xinian felt like he couldnât take it.
Speaking these words felt like his heart was being cut to pieces.
So, he was determined to come back safely.
"Who said youâre going to get into trouble? No one thinks anything will happen to you." Old Meng said deeply.
None of them wanted anything to happen to him.
"Since nothing is likely to happen to me anyway, why canât you just wait until I come back?"
"What if, what if you get injured, though?" Old Meng was anxious. Theyâd heard of many being seriously injured on the battlefield, affecting their ability to continue the family line.
"If I get injured, Iâll just get treated when I come back. Even if it canât be cured, children arenât important. If Little doesnât mind, we can just live like that for a lifetime. If it can be treated, then weâll have children after Iâm cured, right?"
"You, you, you, are you trying to drive me to my grave?"
Old Meng was really at his witâs end.
It had been so hard to get Chiang Xiao to agree, and now this brat wonât agree himself?
"Grandpa, Iâve already discussed it with Little. Weâll deal with everything once Iâm back," Meng Xinian said, calming his tone. "You donât need to worry too much. Iâll be fine."
"But you and Little clearly were going to..."
"Letâs not discuss this anymore. I wonât agree anyway." Meng Xinian stood up, "Have some tea, Iâll go help Little."
Watching him walk out, Old Meng let out a heavy sigh.
He was really about to be driven crazy.