Chapter 11: My wife.

Sang Miao closed her eyes to rest, and before long, they arrived at their destination.

Unlike ordinary shooting ranges meant for entertainment, this place had a high membership entry threshold and was also a professional shooting club.

It trained and supplied athletes for various competitions and co-hosted commercial leagues.

Many of the members here were sponsors of commercial shooting events, so the coaching standards were very high.

The shooting range was large, with several indoor and outdoor sections.

Needless to say, the staff were familiar with them.

Without needing any instructions, they directly led them inside.

However, their gazes lingered on Sang Miao for two seconds not overly scrutinizing, just a bit curious before quickly looking away.

Following the two of them, Sang Miao arrived at a large outdoor range, which was currently silent.

They were the only ones there.

The staff brought over the equipment.

After putting on protective glasses, Meng Peisheng looked at Sang Miao and asked calmly, “Do you need me to get you a coach?”

Sang Miao thought for a moment and agreed.

She had only used a sniper rifle before, but there were many different types of firearms here.

Meng Peisheng turned to the staff and asked, “Is Coach Fang here today?”

“Brother Fang is here,” the staff replied immediately.

“I’ll go get him now.

Please wait a moment, Mr. Meng.

Nearby, Meng Xici had already picked up a handgun and was efficiently loading live ammunition.

Sang Miao watched for a couple of seconds.

As expected, regardless of age, anyone holding a gun instantly looked twice as cool, their aura sharpening significantly.

Protective glasses, instead of covering up a person’s good looks, actually added a certain unique appeal to those with well-defined features.

In fact, she found that Meng Peisheng looked much more approachable in his current state more relaxed and casual, without his usual distant and imposing aura.

Before long, the staff returned with a tall and sturdy man.

One glance, and it was clear he had a military background his posture, his walk, everything carried a certain air of discipline.

He walked up with a smile, shaking hands with Meng Peisheng and patting him on the shoulder.

It seemed like they had a relationship where they could be informal with each other.

His tone was also somewhat playful.

“You didn’t even tell me you were coming today.

What’s this?

Suddenly, you need me again?”

There was a faint smile in Meng Peisheng’s eyes, but he didn’t engage with the banter.

“I brought you a student.”

Naturally, he wasn’t referring to the frequently visiting Meng Xici.

Fang Yanbai looked curiously at the woman behind him, then back at him.

What was going on?

Was the sun rising from the west today?

Meng Peisheng introduced her naturally, “My wife.”

Sang Miao: “…”

She was slightly unaccustomed to such an official introduction.

“Hello, just call me Sang Miao,” she responded with a calm smile, accepting the identity smoothly.

Fang Yanbai’s expression went from curiosity to shock to sudden realization his face was extremely expressive.

“Oh, so it’s sister-in-law!

Hahaha, my apologies, my apologies.

I’m Fang Yanbai.

You can call me Xiao Fang or just Yanbai.”

Since these two were so familiar with each other, Sang Miao guessed that Fang Yanbai must be around the same age as Meng Peisheng, meaning he was significantly older than her.

Calling him “Xiao Fang” or “Yanbai” just didn’t seem necessary…

Fang Yanbai continued, “I was wondering why he had time to come today.

So, sister-in-law, what do you want to try?”

Meng Peisheng gave him a light glance and then said to Sang Miao, “He’s the best coach here.

Let him train with you for a while.”

Fang Yanbai seemed a bit smug, as if it was rare to hear such praise from him.

“Ah, you’re flattering me.”

Meng Peisheng looked slightly unimpressed.

Sang Miao didn’t hesitate.

“Then I’ll be troubling you.”

“It’s my honor!”

Fang Yanbai led Sang Miao to the shooting position.

As they passed by Meng Xici, he greeted him and ruffled his hair roughly.

Meng Xici, now with slightly messy hair, said, “…Hello, Uncle Fang.”

Fang Yanbai checked her protective gear and then picked up a firearm.

“Which one do you want to try first?”

Sang Miao glanced sideways.

Next to her was Meng Xici, and beyond him was Meng Peisheng.

Each person had some distance between them.

Both of them were using handguns.

Meng Xici was shooting at stationary targets, while Meng Peisheng seemed to be shooting at moving ones.

Suddenly, a series of gunshots rang out.

The two men had already started their practice.

Both were clearly highly skilled.

Their hands were steady.

Meng Peisheng was fast and precise hitting the bullseye every time, even under the difficulty of professional-level training.

Meng Xici was also quite accurate.

Although he occasionally missed the bullseye, his skills were good enough to place among the top in a formal youth competition.

And he wasn’t even in professional training this was just his extracurricular practice.

Noticing her watching them for a while with a slightly surprised expression, Fang Yanbai took the opportunity to strike up a conversation.

“Sister-in-law, you probably don’t know this, but back in the day, none of us could beat Ah Sheng at this.”

Then, with a bit of nostalgia, he added, “He’s a busy man now, with so much company work.

He rarely has time for this anymore.”

It seemed that before taking over the company, Meng Peisheng had been highly skilled in shooting, which contrasted with his current image of being constantly occupied with work.

But it made sense.

As the future head of the Meng family, many things were no longer up to his personal preference.

Logically, Sang Miao should have shown interest in his past.

But she wasn’t his real wife.

Fortunately, Fang Yanbai was merely making small talk and soon shifted to explaining the key points of shooting.

Sang Miao already understood a lot about firearms and shooting, but she still listened patiently.

She even picked up a few new things.

When it came to work, Fang Yanbai was very serious and professional.

Seeing that she was listening attentively, he smiled.

“The targets here are quite difficult.

Don’t worry.

We’ll start with a test round first.”

Sang Miao nodded.

It had been a long time since she had handled a gun.

And she had never used a handgun before, so the experience felt quite different.

She studied the gun in her hands for a moment and quickly loaded the magazine.

Fang Yanbai raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.

“Sister-in-law, you’ve practiced before?”

Sang Miao smiled slightly, not denying it.

Shooting clubs weren’t uncommon around here anyway.

“I’ve played before, but this is my first time using a handgun.”

…

As Fang Yanbai and Sang Miao were chatting, a few more people entered the range.

The staff led in a man and a woman.

Upon seeing Meng Peisheng, the man was the first to speak.

“Mr. Meng, what a coincidence.”

Hearing the commotion, both Sang Miao and Fang Yanbai instinctively looked in their direction.

The man was handsome and looked like someone of high status.

The woman beside him was elegant and refined.

Even in sportswear, she exuded a sophisticated aura.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Meng Peisheng, the refined woman spotted Meng Xici and smiled warmly.

“Xici is here too?”

Meng Xici set down his gun and responded politely, “Uncle Xu, Aunt Xu.”

Perhaps they hadn’t expected Sang Miao to be with them.

They only glanced at her briefly without paying much attention.

This was not a private facility, so it wasn’t unusual to see other people here.

At first glance, they just thought she was strikingly attractive but unfamiliar.

Xu Chengnan, who was nearly forty but still looked young, glanced at his sister.

“Qingyun, it’s been a while since you last saw Mr. Meng, right?”

Xu Qingyun smiled gracefully.

“Almost a year.

The last time was at a banquet, but we didn’t get to talk much.”

“Well, today’s a perfect opportunity.

I’ve always heard that Mr. Meng is an excellent marksman and a competition champion.

Would you mind guiding Qingyun a bit?

She finally agreed to come out and relax today.”