Zheng Meishu was speechless by what he said. She could only give him a cold look, and then shook her head thoughtfully, "Who does this kid's personality look like... I'm not that narcissistic either!"
"I'm not narcissistic, okay? This is a fact!" Zong Zhenglie said and adjusted the suit he was wearing, "Mom, do you think I can charm all living beings?"
"Ahem, second child, I gave birth to you, and I know what you are like best!" The implication of Zheng Meishu's words was... She really didn't want to hear it anymore... "That's really not true.
You know how that girl Sheng Xin tolerates you!"
"You're right! She can't stand it anymore because she keeps yelling every day!" Zong Zhenglie realized something was wrong after he finished speaking. He smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, "Well, today's venue is really beautiful...
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"Your entry point to change the topic is really poor." Zheng Meishu pouted at him mercilessly, "After all, you have never been in a shopping mall. You will have to learn these things in the future!"
"Mom, of course I can't compare to my elder brother!" Zong Zhenglie curled his lips, hugged his mother's neck affectionately, and said in a coquettish tone, "You and my father have been partial to my brother since we were children!"
"Where is the bias? We have always treated everyone equally!" Zheng Meishu was not happy when she heard this, "Besides, your brother has been giving you a lot of help. You are almost catching up with your ancestors in this family! Everyone's housekeeper
You told me that when you were at home, he didn't even dare to breathe."
"Really?" Zong Zhenglie was a little surprised when he received this evaluation, "How is it possible? When did I feel sorry for the housekeeper?"
He felt like he hadn't even spoken to the housekeeper a few times...
"You! You are just a child and don't understand anything." Zheng Meishu sighed and shook her head, "Fortunately, Sheng Xin is with you, so I can rest assured! Otherwise, you will definitely suffer."
This is why she likes Sheng Xin so much.
At least he is much more mature than Zong Zhenglie, and he is more tactful in his dealings with others! A son with a character like his who says whatever he wants is bound to suffer.
"I'm obviously the man, right? Why does it sound like Sheng Xin is protecting me?" Zong Zheng stood up angrily, "I won't chat with you here anymore, I'm going out for a walk."
"Hey! The party is about to start!"
"I'm right at the door. I'll come in later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Zhenglie had already walked out.
Zheng Meishu shook her head helplessly, "This kid, as soon as I say something to him, he quickly gets out of the way."
...
Directly opposite the banquet was a large square. Because of the winter, the branches were all dry, which was completely incomparable with the pleasant scenery in summer.
Zong Zhenglie found a wooden chair and sat down, and when he had nothing to do, he took out his mobile phone and played games for a while.
"I wonder if that stinky girl Sheng Xin is awake now?" He raised his thick eyebrows and raised his thin lips, "Call me to harass her!"
Thinking about it, he quit the game and dialed Sheng Xin's number.
Unfortunately, after several calls, no one came to answer.
"You're not awake yet?" Zong Zhenglie glanced at the time. The banquet would start in ten minutes, "Forget it, let's send a message."
Sliding the screen a few times with his slender fingers, a message was sent.
After making sure that it was over, Zong Zhenglie stood up and straightened his suit. Finally, he frowned and said, "I don't understand why you have to wear such formal clothes. Such uncomfortable clothes!"