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Unexpectedly, Jing Yan had the same thought. Seeing her probing gaze, he could not help but smile and stroke her soft hair. “Go and tell your teacher first. I’ll go with you.”

“Alright,” she said. He Miao nodded happily. She could not wait to see her teacher first, to show him that she had not wasted the opportunity he had given her.

Meng Xin watched the interaction between the two and was so jealous that her fingers dug into her flesh.

‘Brother Jing Yan had never smiled so gently at her before, let alone stroked her head.’

She stomped her feet in anger, but Meng Lang glared at her. She could only swallow her sarcastic words back and follow the two reluctantly.

Outside the backstage, Xu Heng saw them coming out together and raised his eyebrows unsurprisingly. His pleased gaze fell on He Miao. “Congratulations, I knew you would win the championship.”

As soon as he said this, Meng Lang could not help but glance at him. He had heard of this man’s title of genius in the past, but he had buried his own abilities all these years. He did not expect that he would secretly cultivate another genius.

“This must be Mr. Xu Heng, right?” Meng Lang extended his hand politely and introduced himself. “I’m Meng Lang. I’ve heard of your name for a long time, and we’re finally fated to meet today. Why don’t we find a place to sit down and have a good chat?”

“Hello,” he said. Xu Heng shook his hand politely and rejected his suggestion. “I’m not going. Do you want to go back to school with me, Miaomiao?”

“She’s with me.” Jing Yan was afraid that He Miao would say that she wanted to leave with him, so he made the decision for her first.

Xu Heng already had a problem with him and immediately looked at him with dissatisfaction. “I’m asking He Miao, why are you answering?”

“Professor,” He Miao hurriedly interjected and stopped the two who seemed to be in a heated argument. “I still have something to say to Jing Yan, so I won’t be going back with you.”

“Alright,” he said. Since it was He Miao’s own decision, Xu Heng had nothing to say. He could only leave the competition venue with a sad face.

Jing Yan gazed at He Miao’s side profile with joy. This was the first time she had rejected someone for his sake. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, “What do you want to talk to me about?”

“We’ll talk about it later.” He Miao pushed him away in discomfort and glanced at Meng Lang, who was still standing at the side, looking at them coldly. “Where are we going now?”

Meng Lang snorted coldly and looked away uneasily. He took the lead and walked in front of the two of them, as if he did not see them, but did not feel bothered.

When Meng Xin saw that her uncle had left, she glared at He Miao, who was intimately interacting with Jing Yan, unwillingly and sadly caught up to her uncle.

“Let’s go,” Jing Yan really wanted to hold her hand and declare his ownership, but he knew He Miao would be angry. He could only clench his fists resentfully, his heart feeling extremely empty.

Meng Lang took the two of them to the hotel suite he was staying in. In the living room, the waiter poured hot tea for them and then left tactfully, leaving some space for the guests.

Meng Lang took a light sip of hot tea before looking indifferently at the two people sitting opposite him, who looked very compatible with each other. He asked seriously, “Are you two dating now?”

“No.”

“Not yet.”

The two of them answered the question almost at the same time, but the answer was profound.

The last sentence was naturally said by Jing Yan. Meng Lang looked at him with understanding and said with a faint smile, “Jing Yan, you should know that our families have been friends for generations. The elders in our families hope that you can get closer to Xinxin and help you get married.”

Meng Xin blushed and pushed his arm away, saying in embarrassment, “Uncle, what are you talking about?”

“I’m telling the truth.” Meng Lang looked at Jing Yan seriously. His face was so serious that it did not look like he was talking about the marriage of the younger generation, but rather about national affairs. “Besides, Xinxin has liked you since she was a child. If you two can be together, we’ll be happy to see it.”

“Uncle, don’t say anymore.” Meng Xin blushed and lowered her head, not daring to meet Jing Yan’s eyes.

If it had been yesterday, Meng Xin would have been happy to hear her uncle speak up for her. Now, however, Jing Yan’s heart was obviously in the hands of the woman beside him. If her uncle were to speak so bluntly, it would only make her more embarrassed.

“Xinxin, if you want something, you have to fight for it. I’ve always taught you this.” Meng Lang did not think there was anything wrong with what he was doing. He had always been doing this. If he did not even dare to express the desire in his heart, would not he not even have the chance to fight for one last time?

After he was done with his niece, he turned to look at He Miao, nodding and smiling. “You’re a very talented child. I’m only saying this to say something for my niece. I don’t mean anything else. If the two of you were still dating, I would never say such things again.”

“I understand.” He Miao smiled understandingly, but her eyes unconsciously glanced at Jing Yan. She was a little nervous, wondering how Jing Yan would answer.