8 "Let's Talk!"

Lin Meixing stopped in her tracks as she looked at Xu Jingchen. Her heart trembled, and her body shook in disbelief. She was about to turn around and leave when she heard his familiar voice call out, "I am here as your client, are you sure it is a good idea to leave?"

Lin Meixing's hands clenched tightly, and she turned around. Seeing that Xu Jingchen had no intention of admitting their past together, she also did not mention it.

She found her portfolio and showed it to Xu Jingchen. She was immensely professional and told him everything he needed to know about the project. She asked questions about the contract, about the time frame, and the design ideas they were looking for.

Not even once did she look at him, she just finished her pitch and waited for Xu Jingchen to think whether or not he wanted to work with her.

Xu Jingchen was amazed by her professional side. Even though she clearly loathed to be together with him, she controlled her emotions and answered all questions both calmly and thoughtfully.

Xu Jingchen could not help but watch every single movement and gesture of Lin Meixing. Although her facial expression was neither gentle nor happy, she clearly took pride in her work.

After spending an hour talking about the project, and finalizing the agreement, Lin Meixing was about to take her leave, when Xu Jingchen suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Lin Meixing acted as if a piece of burning iron had scalded her, and she glared at Xu Jingchen. "Let go!" she said as she aggressively waved her hand before she turned around and left angrily. She was clearly frustrated and did not look back.

When she waved her hand, a picture fell out from within her purse. Because Lin Meixing refused to look at Xu Jingchen, she did not notice it, and thus she just left without taking a second look at the photo that had fallen from her purse.

But while she did not notice it, Xu Jingchen's eyes could not be peeled away from the photo that was lying on the floor. In a daze, he bent over and picked it up, his eyes full of incredulity.

The age of the photo was at least a few years old. There were some marks of tear on it, but the motif was still easy to make out.

It was himself and Lin Meixing. Both of them were young, less than twenty, and Lin Meixing was even wearing a school uniform.

They were hugging each other, and made a heart-shaped symbol with their hands joined together.

There was obvious love and pampering within Xu Jingchen's eyes as he looked at Lin Meixing, who was shining like a brilliant star.

Previously, Xu Jingchen had thought that they might know one another and that this was why she was so upset with him. But it seemed that the relationship they shared was not just one of common friends. From this, it was clear that they were much more than just friends.

Xu Jingchen was so shocked that he did not know what to do. Part of him wanted to instantly follow Lin Meixing and ask her about their relationship, but he was also scared. Why had they lost contact? Why were her eyes so full of agony whenever she looked at him as if he had caused her a great deal of pain.

Taking the photo, he was not going to give it back. Instead, he decided to keep it for himself. It was as if the picture was immensely important to him.

Just as he left the restaurant, he was suddenly reminded of the fact that Lin Meixing had a son. A strange nagging feeling began erupting in his heart, but he did not know exactly what it meant.

The fact that Lin Meixing had a son meant that in one way or another, the two of them had split up. And looking at her appearance, it was a painful experience for her.

He was also uncomfortable whenever he thought about how his mother was the one who had hidden her past. It was as if quite a few things were made clear to him, but after thinking about it, he could not fully understand what was happening.

Just as he was about to leave the restaurant, his eyes constricted. He saw two people standing in front of the building; neither of them looked happy.

It was his mother and Lin Meixing. Looking at his mother, it seemed as if she had seen her arch-enemy, and Lin Meixing was also very unhappy, her eyes flashing with hate.

Xu Jingchen hurriedly hid at the side, so that they could not see him, and then he went closer.

He could hear the words that they were saying, and his heart beat rapidly, his eyes widening in shock.

"Do you think you can end up with him again now that you are back?" Xu Jingchen's mother asked, her voice mocking, but Lin Meixing just looked at her with disdain.

"I would never think so. He was the one who abandoned us back then, why should I try to get back with him?" Lin Meixing looked at her with hatred, but her words hit Xu Jingchen in his heart. Had he betrayed... them? Not just her, but them?

"You think that just because you gave birth to a son for him, he will be responsible for you? Don't keep dreaming, your son is just an illegitimate son, and even if you want to use him to bind my Jingchen to you, he will never be cheated!"