On the last day of the holiday, Meng Zhicheng got up early and was about to go out, but went downstairs to see Tian Yawen wearing a silk long-sleeved shirt walking out with a black leather bag on his back.

"Mom, are you going out?"

My mother rarely goes out, and usually the man goes out to run errands whenever there is anything at home.

Tian Yawen didn't expect that his eldest son got up so early and went downstairs, and his slutty flashed across his face.

"Don't you go to work tomorrow? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Meng Zhicheng mysteriously approached his mother's ear: "This is a secret. I want to buy something for my sister, don't leak the news."

Tian Yawen pretended to realize: "Oh, it turned out to be an underground event."

The mother and son smiled at each other. Meng Zhicheng naturally took Tian Yawen's bag: "If you have something, I'll just go for you, why bother to come and go by yourself?"

Tian Yawen stammered: "An old friend is sick, I'll go and see him and come back."

"What disease? Is it serious? Why haven't you heard from me? Which friend is it?" Although it was a series of questions, Meng Zhicheng asked unintentionally.

Tian Yawen opened her mouth and patted her son hard: "You don't know each other, why are you asking so many questions?"

Meng Zhicheng stopped asking more questions and kept sending his mother to the station.

The apartment doorbell rang, Meng Jiarui opened the door and saw his elder brother, and was immediately nervous.

"What happened at home?"

Meng Zhicheng rolled his eyes and looked like he was thinking hard: "Mom is out, is there something wrong?"

Meng Jiarui punched his elder brother and let him enter the house.

Every time Meng Zhicheng went to his younger brother's apartment, he couldn't help but praise him: "With such a high-end mansion, why did you go back to Genting Villa to squeeze into a room with me?"

Meng Jiarui took a bottle of mineral water and threw it to his elder brother: "No matter how lucky it is, it's not mine. Why did he come without making a phone call?"

Meng Zhicheng suddenly smiled embarrassedly and looked at the fish tank on the living room shelf. The lights were turned on in the tank, and the eight red parrots looked even brighter under the light.

“The fish is well raised.”

"I like to take it away." Meng Jiarui waved his hand generously.

Meng Zhicheng's eyes rolled: "Jiarui..."

Call him Jiarui, it seems that he has something to ask for.

"What trouble did you have?" Meng Jiarui was a little nervous.

"What do you think of me!" Meng Zhicheng was very wronged. He has not done anything wrong for many years: "Don't always look down on me, okay? I am not as capable as you, but I can let my sister speak,

Can you do it?"

"Sister really spoke?" Meng Jiarui was surprised, but when he thought that Zhang Tianyue had said that Xu Ting could heal, he felt a little more expectant.

"Not only spoke to me, she also asked me to tie her braids! She just took this opportunity to stop combing the two pig ears."

To be honest, Meng Jiarui also thinks that Yuting's hairstyle is weird and not as good as her hair is disheveled.

"Then you just need to pay more attention. Sister is a heart disease, so you can only take it slowly."

Meng Zhicheng immediately seized the opportunity: "I want to buy her some women's decorations, which one is yours."

Meng Jiarui narrowed his eyes and stared at his elder brother. Meng Zhicheng felt guilty when he saw it: "Women's things are not cheap!"

"One thousand." Meng Jiarui raised his index finger with his left hand.

Meng Zhicheng thought for a while, gritted his teeth and stretched out his entire right hand: "Five thousand."

Meng Jiarui took back his hand: "Don't worry about this matter, I'll let Liu Hui send it here later."

"No!" Meng Zhicheng was anxious: "Can't you pay me back if I borrow it from you?"

Meng Jiarui's expression immediately turned wild: "What are you doing for money?"

Meng Zhicheng was very upset by his brother's doubts. He shook his head: "No need." He glanced at the script that had spread the sofa, then stood up: "I won't delay you, I'll leave first."

Meng Jiarui apologized, pulled down his elder brother, and hugged him jokingly: "Tell me honestly, otherwise you will be beaten to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Meng Zhicheng immediately forgot the loss he had just now and got into a mess with his younger brother.

"I'll deal with you well today, otherwise you won't remember that I'm the eldest brother!"

"Do you like some woman again and plan to buy something to please them?"

As soon as these words were said, Meng Zhicheng stopped moving immediately. Meng Jiarui seemed to understand something and sat up immediately: "You want to buy a gift for Zhang Tianyue?"

Meng Zhicheng's face was as blushed as a red parrot in the fish tank, and his expression was as shy as a girl who sympathized with Dou Chukai: "Hate it, why say it out."

Meng Jiarui's face turned dark. The eldest brother was obviously unrequited. He was not afraid of having a broken relationship if he changed others, but Zhang Tianyue was his sister's only friend, so it would be bad if he was embarrassed.

"Have Zhang Tianyue made it clear that he would fall in love with you?" Meng Jiarui decided to persuade his elder brother to stop.

"You have a good understanding of this kind of thing, and you have a good understanding of it. Do you understand?"

Meng Zhicheng glanced at him, which made Meng Jiarui feel goosebumps.

"But as far as I know, Zhang Tianyue's boyfriend has someone else."

Meng Zhicheng was stunned. Seeing that his younger brother was very serious, he couldn't help but feel panicked: "No, it's impossible... right?"

Seeing that his brother had already believed it, Meng Jiarui struck while the iron was hot: "Liu Hui and I have seen his boyfriend, the standard tall, rich and handsome guy, I won't make a mistake."

"How could this happen?" Meng Zhicheng murmured at a loss: "She obviously follows me..."

"If you don't believe it, Liu Hui still has their photos, and I'll ask him to send it."

"No!" Meng Zhicheng looked up at his younger brother resolutely: "I believe her. No one else needs to point fingers in my relationship with her!"

Meng Jiarui was not surprised by his elder brother's stubbornness. He sighed: "Zhang Tianyue is my sister's friend, just be sure of it. I'm a little tight recently, so I'll buy my sister's gift first."

Meng Zhicheng sat on a bench in the street park and looked disappointed.

Wang Minjuan came all the way to find him and recognized him from afar. She was surprised to receive his call just now. This was the first time Meng Zhicheng called her since she got married.

When he approached the bench, Wang Minjuan saw his depression and felt funny: she was over thirty years old, but she looked like a thirteen-year-old boy with all kinds of temper on her face.

"What are you looking for me?" Wang Minjuan sat down next to him, but didn't look at him: "I'm very busy."

Meng Zhicheng's depressedness suddenly turned into apologies: "I'm sorry, I didn't think so much. You hurry up and go back!"

Wang Minjuan couldn't help but glared at the silly gyro beside her: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

"No, no! I really want to ask you for help." Meng Zhicheng nodded and shook his head.

"What's the matter? Why did you remember to look for me?" Wang Minjuan was really curious.

"It's not a big deal if you are not anxious. Don't delay your business. I'll find you when you have time." Meng Zhicheng pulled her up and said, "I'll take you back."

Wang Minjuan secretly glanced at the hand he grabbed. The man hadn't grown up yet. She gently pulled her hand back: "There's endless business, please tell me if you have anything to do."

"I...I want to ask," Meng Zhicheng pointed to the hair-boosting flowers on her head: "Where did you buy the one on your head?"

Wang Minjuan reached out to touch her braid, and suddenly her eyes flashed: "You want to buy it?"

Meng Zhicheng nodded: "I originally wanted you to take me there and I would pick it for you. It doesn't matter. If you are not available, I will buy it according to your style. The one you choose will definitely look good."

Wang Minjuan's face was dim and unclear: "Zhicheng, do you have a girlfriend?"
Chapter completed!