Intuition told Meng Chuan that the young man in front of him was a talent, but the dignity of the Meng family prevented him from accepting this fact! In his opinion, it was okay for a man to have several women, but if it happened to his daughter, Meng Chuan would be a bit
I can’t accept it! How can the dignified daughter of the Meng family be reduced to being a concubine for others? Even if she is a concubine, it’s fine, but do you have the strength?
Meng Chuan decided at that moment that it would be better to marry Meng Qingqing to that aristocratic family member as Meng Rusong wanted. Although he was a member of an aristocratic family, he also knew that the children of the aristocratic family may not be as passionate as the young man in front of him, or even more so, but at least the Meng family's
He has a good reputation, and others think that the uncle of the Meng family is capable. The red flags at home are not falling, and the colorful flags are flying outside.
"I think you can leave." Meng Chuan glanced at me and said.
I shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Uncle Meng, you don't want to betroth Qingqing to someone else, do you?"
"You...how do you know?" Meng Chuan was stunned, and then he thought that Meng Qingqing must have told me! So he said: "Yes, so young man, you missed the opportunity today, and you will have no chance in the future."
"Haha, no, Uncle Meng." I suddenly smiled strangely at Meng Chuan and said, "We will meet again soon. What should I call you then? Uncle Meng, or father-in-law? Oops,
This is really a headache..."
After saying that, I turned around and left the study without looking back. Are you going to go on a blind date with Meng Qingqing? Hey, I really want to see what Meng Chuan's expression was when he knew that the blind date was still me. It's really exciting.
Something to look forward to!
Meng Chuan looked at my strange smile and suddenly felt uneasy. He felt that something was wrong, but he felt that there was nothing wrong. So he comforted himself and said that he had to find a time for Meng Qingqing to meet the son of the aristocratic family that his father mentioned.
, Qingqing is so beautiful, I am not afraid that the younger generation will look down on her. When the time comes, we will find an opportunity to bring them together, let them cook the rice, and give herself a grandson as soon as possible. Then she will be in good luck. As for the young man just now, let
Never see him again!
I didn't see Meng Qingqing when I left. None of the Meng family's servants asked or stopped me along the way. It must have been Meng Chuan who said hello in advance.
When I walked out of the door of Meng's house, I shook my head. I came here in Meng Qingqing's car. How can I go back now? This place is hundreds of kilometers away from City B!
I looked around, and there was a small forest not far away. I turned left and right into the forest, and then moved in an instant, turning into an afterimage and disappearing into the air...
But what I never expected was that the scene just now was actually watched by a man in black in the woods! I was indeed careless, I didn't expect that there would be someone in this small decorative forest!
The man in black rubbed his eyes, looked incredulously in the direction of the disappeared person, suddenly knelt down on the ground excitedly, and said in a voice that was almost worshiping: "Is it the ancestor? It must be, I know about this.
You have to go back and report the master! He will definitely be happy!" As he said that, the man in black turned into a shadow and quickly disappeared. However, if anyone with eyesight is present, it can be seen that his speed is much slower than mine.
Double the price, but in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference.
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Meng Qingqing was extremely anxious. What was so frustrating was that the teahouse that was filled with boiling water every day did not have a pot of boiling water today! Meng Qingqing had no way of guessing whether this was deliberately arranged by her father to delay time, but there was no way, no matter what, she still had to boil water.
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When the water boiled, Meng Qingqing didn't care about the tea ceremony. She made the first and second brews. She just took two cups and randomly grabbed some tea leaves and threw them in. Then she poured the water and served them.
When she saw her father alone in the study, she couldn't help but be startled and asked: "Dad, where is Liu Lei?"
"You're talking about your classmate, right? He's gone." Meng Chuan said expressionlessly.
"Gone? Why did you leave?" Meng Qingqing was a little confused, but suddenly she understood what was going on and exclaimed: "You drove him away, right?"
Meng Chuan nodded noncommittally and said: "He is not suitable for you."
"Dad, didn't you say you wanted to help me? Why did you go back on your word?" Meng Qingqing asked anxiously.
"This is not a renegade, because I don't think he will be your support, and he is not just your girlfriend, right? I don't want him to use my Meng family's money to support other women in the future!" Meng Chuan said calmly.
"How do you know he can't make money by himself?" Meng Qingqing said: "He can make money by himself now!"
"He can make money. In this world, anyone who is not too stupid can make money, but the amount of money makes a big difference! Can he provide you with a superior life? Just take the clothes you have.
For example, if you are a working-class family, your annual income is more than enough. How can you be allowed to squander it like this?" Meng Chuan said.
"But isn't our family rich..." Meng Qingqing muttered.
"Our family is rich. If he uses this money to support you in the future, I will be very happy, but I cannot tolerate him using my money to support other women!" Meng Chuan snorted: "Stop talking, I will follow you soon
Contact your grandfather and find a time to meet the young man from the aristocratic family he mentioned!"
"Pah!" The tea tray in Meng Qingqing's hand fell to the ground. The tea cup made of special materials fell to the ground without any damage, but the tea spilled all over the floor. The boiling water splashed on Meng Qingqing's legs, but Meng Qingqing didn't feel it.
"I don't want it! Why do you control my love!" Meng Qingqing lost her voice.
"I am your father." Meng Chuan closed the book on the table and said.
Then Meng Chuan stood up and walked out of the study, ignoring Meng Qingqing behind him, and went straight to the tea room, made himself a cup of tea, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed Mr. Meng Rusong's number. (To be continued.
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