My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 752 - 459 Doing Charity

"What are you talking about!"

Lin Haitang’s face turned red, her expression a mix of slight annoyance.

"No nonsense here, I’m serious. I was just thinking, when can you arrange for us to officially meet," Meng Lang said earnestly.

Meet?

Isn’t this about meeting the parents?

Seeing his expression, which seemed far from joking, Lin Haitang suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

"Who said I’d arrange a meeting for you?"

"But you’ve met my parents, haven’t you?" Meng Lang argued as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"That’s not the same thing! Besides, what does my business have to do with him!"

Her voice grew fainter with the second half of her sentence.

By now, she had pretty much cut ties with Mr. Lin as a daughter.

Even if she really were to meet parents, it shouldn’t be her father...

"I know there’s conflict between you, but blood is thicker than water. Perhaps there’s some misunderstanding?" said Meng Lang, intending to be helpful.

"What misunderstanding?"

"Like... maybe there’s an excruciating reason behind some of his hurtful actions?"

"Favoring the new and loathing the old, starting in chaos and ending in abandonment, not taking responsibility, all have excruciating reasons?"

Meng Lang was at a loss for words, coughing awkwardly with a fist in front of his mouth.

"Of course, that’s indefensible. After all, a man as devoted as me is extremely rare in this world."

Lin Haitang served Meng Lang a metaphorical cold shower.

"Cough! But thing is, matters of the heart are really complex, not something you can explain in a sentence or two. Sometimes fate plays cruel jokes...

Take Brother Baoyu, for example. He loves Lin Daiyu, but Xue Baochai is the choice of his parents, the matchmakers... what can one do when you’re against your will?

You know, life sometimes is full of various kinds of helplessness, especially... in another dimension..."

Meng Lang became rather impassioned, as he spoke up in defense of his "predecessor."

Indeed, he believed Mr. Lin’s reason for a second marriage was most likely a similar predicament...

After all, not all men can withstand the test of a "vulnerability"...

Even someone as devoted as he was, had been successfully seduced by Yan Weiwei twice in such a short time; it was hard to say how much "debt of romance" the almost father-in-law had accumulated over his "vast experience."

Apart from those High Monks who had taken the path of "emptiness", there were probably very few "predecessors" who could stay untouched by the troubles of multiple romantic entanglements.

As for the earlier predecessor Zhuangzi... umm... they practiced polygamy back then...

Sigh! Happiness is that simple...

Look at Xiang Shaolong, who traveled back to the Spring and Autumn Period. Didn’t he also succumb to convention and gain the fury of gods and men in the end?

From a certain perspective, just having a second marriage in his lifetime was already a testament to that predecessor’s "exceptional resolve"...

Putting aside Meng Lang’s complex inner thoughts, Lin Haitang’s expression was somewhat peculiar.

Why bring up Brother Baoyu again...

If she remembered correctly, on the train to Zhongnan Mountain, this guy seemed to have said similar things before.

Only, Meng Lang had used "another era" last time, whereas now he referred to "another dimension."

But Lin Haitang failed to notice this subtle "difference"...

"Then what would you do, if you were in that situation?"

She stared at Meng Lang, asking the same question as the last time.

If the last conversation seemed more like idle chat between friends, this time it had a few shades more seriousness.

Meng Lang sighed, giving the same response as before.

"I still think that whom to choose isn’t the point; the point is how to prevent tragedy..."

"So you don’t think the current situation counts as a tragedy?"

"Uh..."

Meng Lang didn’t know how to respond.

Should he say that his future father-in-law likely messed up, exhausted his chances, and was unable to escape a tragic end, so he chose me, his successor, to keep trying? And also to hand over his legacy?

"Cough! I was just thinking that maybe the more stories a man has, the more complicated his emotional life might be..." he ventured weakly.

Lin Haitang looked at him with a peculiar gaze, "Stories? You haven’t even met him, have you? How come it sounds like you understand him so well?"

"Cough! How could I? It’s exactly because I don’t understand, which is why I want to get to know him up close. Of course, this is also to show my gratitude."

"Gratitude?"

"To thank him for entrusting such excellent daughters to my care."

Lin Haitang thought Meng Lang was trying to get fresh with her again verbally. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"Ha! So you really believe he would agree to entrust us to your care?"

"Of course I trust my father-in-law’s judgement!" Meng Lang puffed up his chest.

In fact, whether he believed it or not didn’t matter; the important thing was that he was already taking such action...

Objectively speaking, if there came a day when he couldn’t withstand the side effects brought by the autobiography, and had to pick a "successor" for the autobiography, he’d surely employ the world’s top "multiple universal time test" and use a multitude of "life experiences" to comprehensively evaluate the person’s moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor qualities...

And most crucially, he must be good to his own daughter!

It seems I’ve already passed the most rigorous test in this world. The good man is me... I am Meng Xiaolang!

Watching the man brimming with inexplicable self-confidence, Lin Haitang was left rather speechless.

Overconfident in the face of a stranger you’ve never even met, aren’t you jumping to conclusions a bit rashly?

Her mind raced with thoughts, and a wry smile curled on her lips.

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