Are You Out of Your Mind?

The Cullinan was parked along the roadside in the villa area.

Meng Baihan lay on Zhang Yang's chest for a long time, counting again and again. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and sat up straight.

"By the way, were those people at the hotel today? Were they all hotel staff?"

She voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind.

"Yes, from the general manager to the directors below him, they all have them," Zhang Yang said casually.

"So... they all seem to respect you quite a bit?" Meng Baihan asked tentatively. "Are you... a very important guest?"

"You can all be guests, but I'm not," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "As for why you're so respectful to me, it's not surprising that employees show respect to their boss, is it?"

Meng Baihan's eyes widened, and he was speechless for a moment.

Because this is simply unbelievable.

The enormous Four Seasons Hotel, a landmark in Yinghai, and considered by the Yinghai to be the pinnacle of five-star hotels, is actually owned by Zhang Yang?

Recalling those people's attitudes, all my questions suddenly became clear.

"No wonder..." Meng Baihan muttered to himself.

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In front of Meng Baihan's villa.

Meng Mingfeng was driving his Land Rover home at a leisurely pace.

"Wait... what's this?"

He suddenly widened his eyes, thinking he had misread it, and quickly rubbed his eyes to confirm.

Cullinan... and that license plate.

It really is Zhang Yang!

"Why is he at my door? Could it be?" Meng Mingfeng muttered to himself, a thought that made him extremely uncomfortable suddenly rise in his mind.

My thoughts are racing.

Suddenly, his younger sister, Meng Baihan, got off the Cullinan in front of him.

Moreover, after Meng Baihan got out of the car, he was still adjusting his clothes and skirt.

Upon seeing this scene, Meng Mingfeng's eyes turned red.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

The goddess he'd always longed for had now become his own sister... It's simply... simply...

He raged in the car for a long time, but didn't even get out. He just watched helplessly as the Cullinan drove away.

A moment later, Meng Mingfeng, with a sullen face, got out of the car and headed straight for his family's villa.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Meng Baihan seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Was Zhang Yang here just now?" Meng Mingfeng asked immediately.

"Huh?" Meng Baihan's face inexplicably turned red. "You... saw it?"

Meng Mingfeng felt a pang of pain in his heart. Seeing his younger sister's reaction, he immediately understood.

Damn it, did they succeed or not?!

"Meng Baihan, you absolutely cannot continue to associate with that Zhang Yang. Really, I'm doing this for your own good." Meng Mingfeng took a deep breath and said as earnestly as possible.

"So what if he has a girlfriend? What else?" Meng Baihan retorted.

Meng Mingfeng was speechless. He couldn't utter a single word of the crucial reason, because he would lose face.

"Isn't having a girlfriend enough of a reason?"

"Everyone is equal in the face of love, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you." Meng Baihan looked at his older brother and suddenly said, "Unlike you, you can't even win over a designer."

Instantly, Meng Mingfeng's face turned bright red, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"I'm not talking to you anymore." Seeing his older brother's sudden change in mood, Meng Baihan took two steps back, got up, and went back to his room.

She assumed that she had touched a nerve with Meng Mingfeng.

But in reality, the truth is far more complex than she imagined...

Meng Mingfeng was left alone in the spot.

He sat down blankly, hesitating whether or not to tell his parents about it.

In the afternoon, the sound of cars could be heard one after another in the villa's courtyard.

Meng Baihan's parents returned home one after the other.

Mother Meng has a very good temperament, and she is dressed elegantly and appropriately. She looks to be in her late thirties or forties.

However, he was clearly a little unhappy at the moment.

"Where's Meng Baihan? Have you seen your sister?" As soon as she got home, she saw Meng Mingfeng and immediately asked about Meng Baihan's whereabouts.

"Uh... in my own room." Meng Mingfeng pointed upstairs.

"What was that girl thinking? I introduced her to such an excellent potential partner, and she actually... she actually..." Without saying another word, Mrs. Meng stormed upstairs.

Mr. Meng shook his head and chuckled, appearing much calmer.

"Dad, what's going on? By the way, did you introduce Xiaohan to someone?" Meng Mingfeng pressed.

"Yes, he was introduced by a friend of your mother's. The boy's family is indeed outstanding. His father is a university professor, and his mother is the director of a top-tier hospital. Don't you think that's good enough?" Mr. Meng said simply.

"And then? Why was Mom so angry?" Meng Mingfeng pressed on.

"Why?" Mr. Meng laughed in exasperation. "Can't you believe how infuriating this girl is? Her mother went through all that trouble to arrange this blind date for her, and all she did was get into someone else's car and run away."

Meng Mingfeng naturally knew perfectly well who this "other person" was.

Didn't they say what kind of car it was?

"What kind of car is it? It must be a nice car. This girl is so confused!" Mr. Meng slapped his thigh and shook his head.

Upon hearing this explanation, Meng Mingfeng understood.

His parents had absolutely no idea about the details.

For example, the car he was driving wasn't just a nice car; it was Cullinan worth over nine million yuan.

For example, Dad never imagined that he had actually met that person.

"Dad, I think it's him," Meng Mingfeng said in a low voice.

"Who?" Mr. Meng's eyes widened as he looked at his son and pressed for an answer.

"You've actually met that person before... it was once, at our house, when he brought Xiaohan back," Meng Mingfeng tentatively reminded him.

Mr. Meng stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

"I remember now, the one who drives the Cayenne, hmm... he's quite handsome, but you said he has a girlfriend, right?"

"Yes, that's him." Meng Mingfeng nodded.

"No way! Absolutely not! This girl's probably head over heels for him because he's handsome, and now she can't even tell right from wrong." Mr. Meng couldn't sit still any longer and stood up abruptly. "This is utterly disgraceful!"

In his view, having a girlfriend and still getting close to his daughter is simply playing with her feelings; he's a complete scumbag.

As for her own daughter, knowing that the other party had a girlfriend, she still willingly teetered on the dangerous edge of being a third party, which was utterly foolish.

Absolutely not.

A moment later, in the first-floor living room.

Mr. and Mrs. Meng stared sharply at Meng Baihan.

Meng Mingfeng, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, enjoying watching the show from the sidelines.

Aside from his embarrassing little secret that he couldn't tell anyone, his parents knew everything else they needed to know. Given the situation, he really didn't believe that Meng Baihan could continue dating the other person.

"Tell me, tell me why," Meng's mother said quite seriously. "Why did you treat Xiao Wang so coldly? Why did you get into someone else's car in front of him? Do you know what Xiao Wang's mother told me? I don't even want to talk about it..."

"I just don't like it, and I don't think I did anything wrong," Meng Baihan said, mustering his courage.

"You don't like him?" Mrs. Meng stared blankly. "What kind of man would you like? I've met him; he's truly handsome and comes from a good family. I think he's a perfect match for you."

"You can't force matters of the heart," Meng Baihan said softly.

Of course, she couldn't be assertive in front of her parents.

Because her parents were genuinely looking out for her, the partner they arranged for her was, at least in other people's eyes, impeccable. It's just a pity...

"Okay, let's not talk about whether you like it or not, as your parents, we can't force you." Meng's mother changed the subject, "But do you know what it means to respect people? You got into someone else's car in front of them, aren't you slapping them in the face? You can't even be bothered with social niceties?"

Meng Baihan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Tell me about that person. Tell me, what kind of person made you so willing to risk everything?" Mother Meng asked, gazing intently at her daughter.

From childhood to adulthood, their daughter had always been well-mannered, Wen Wan, and obedient in their eyes. Now, she was genuinely curious about what kind of person could make her lose her temper and sense of self.

"My classmate," Meng Baihan said.

"Let me explain!" Mr. Meng's face was stern. "He was your high school classmate. I don't know much about his background, but your brother mentioned it once, and he seems really good. None of that matters. But the important thing is... he has a girlfriend. Are you out of your mind?"

"What?!" Mother Meng's expression changed drastically.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Meng Baihan lowered his head and shrank back slightly.

The atmosphere in the living room seemed to freeze instantly, as if it had been plunged into an ice cave.

After an unknown amount of time, a phone call broke the deathly silence in the living room.

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Mrs. Meng answered the phone immediately, and as she listened, her expression gradually changed.

"You want to cancel the cooperation?"

"But, but we just replaced all the equipment last month according to your requirements."

"High price? Mr. Tang, you know that after deducting costs, we don't make much profit from a set; it's just hard-earned money..."

Beside him, Meng's father's expression also changed.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng's mother put down her phone, feeling utterly exhausted.

Their family owns a local laundry business that has been operating for many years, mainly handling linen cleaning for hotels. Because of their long history, they can now wash about 2,500 to 3,000 sets of linens every day.

The annual order volume can reach several million, with a net profit of several million.

But just now, one of their major clients called and said they wanted to terminate the cooperation?

You should know that besides taking on linen cleaning jobs for some budget hotels, their business mainly relies on a few large hotels. Losing any one of these major clients would be a huge loss.

"Mr. Tang, the housekeeping director of Jinling Hotel, called and said he wants to cancel the cooperation," said Mrs. Meng, her face turning pale.

"What? You just cancel it like that? You complained that our equipment was outdated, so we replaced it as requested. Then you thought our prices were too high, so we reduced our profit margins and lowered our prices. Now you want to terminate the cooperation?" Mr. Meng's lips trembled.

"There's nothing we can do. Director Tang has always been in charge of cleaning the guest room linens at Jinling Hotel. He's the one who makes the decisions." Mother Meng hesitated before continuing.

"Is something wrong? Should I go and try to find out what they're thinking?" Mr. Meng said in a deep voice.

"You might not know this," Meng's mother suddenly looked deeply at Meng Baihan beside her, "That Xiao Wang I introduced to Xiaohan is Director Tang's nephew. I didn't mention it because I was afraid of putting pressure on Xiaohan, but now..."

Meng Baihan looked up blankly, "Mom..."

"Do you know you were wrong?" Mrs. Meng sighed deeply. "Fine, fine, I won't force you about Xiao Wang, but you and your classmate definitely need to break things off. Don't worry about things at home."

She looked at her husband and whispered, "We'll try to fight it off again later. If there's really no way, then we'll just have to accept it."

Meng Baihan remained silent, somewhat at a loss, looking at his parents who had walked to the side.

"Xiaohan, we only have a few big clients, and now we've lost one of them." Meng Mingfeng advised kindly, "Actually, in my opinion, the solution is quite simple: just humble yourself... Of course, I'm not saying you have to sacrifice your happiness, but it's up to you to decide."

No matter how rich Zhang Yang is, he can't get over that hurdle in his heart; he's firmly against his sister being with Zhang Yang.

Besides, with such an outstanding younger sister, why would she become a mistress? The thought is simply unthinkable.

"Brother, how could you say such a thing? Never mind, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Meng Baihan pursed his lips, got up without saying a word, and went back to his room.

In the quiet room, Meng Baihan was restless and agitated.

Who can I confide in?

Picking up her phone, she suddenly remembered the person who had already gone to Magic City.

After thinking for a moment, she sent a message.

"Zhang Yang, are you busy?"

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At this moment, Zhang Yang has just returned to COFCO Seaview No. 1 Magic City.

It's been a while since I've been back. Standing on the balcony of COFCO Seaview No. 1 again, overlooking the bustling Magic City and the dazzling Huangpu River, is a unique experience.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the message Meng Baihan had sent and replied with two sentences.

"Just got home, what's up? Missed me?"

"I really... really want to." The message had just been replied to.

Zhang Yang then received a video call invitation from Meng Baihan.

Without thinking much of it, he answered the video call.

In the video, Meng Baihan looks a bit sullen.

"No... are you in a bad mood?"

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you. If you're busy, that's fine, but if you're not, could you chat with me for a bit?" Meng Baihan pleaded softly in the video.

"I'm fine right now, go ahead and tell me, I'm listening." Zhang Yang nodded and smiled.

Meng Baihan nodded slightly and told her everything in one go.

Zhang Yang didn't offer any opinion, letting Meng Baihan speak his mind all at once.

"It's so annoying, my parents have to grovel and go to the other party." Meng Baihan said in frustration.

"I thought it was something serious," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Whether Meng Baihan said it unintentionally or intentionally in front of him, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he can easily handle these small matters.

It's just a linen cleaning order, isn't it? The linen business of his Four Seasons Hotel is outsourced anyway, so switching to another company wouldn't be a big deal.

Of course, the prerequisite is to find out the specific qualifications of Meng Baihan's laundry factory beforehand.

The Four Seasons Hotel has a detailed process for cleaning linens, which includes pre-washing, boiling, rinsing, and pH testing to ensure they are suitable for human contact before being put into use.

For their hotel, customer comfort is the top priority.

Those methods of using caustic soda for washing to save costs are definitely not acceptable at the Four Seasons Hotel.