Beloved Marriage in High Society

Still waking up in the nightmare, Meng Xuan eased for a while, and his memory gradually returned to him. Thinking of Yan Sui's phone call last night, the joy instantly dissipated the depression brought by his bad sleep. The sky was a little darker than usual, but Meng Xuan still got up and went for a morning run.

Running to the past half of the day, it rained, Meng Yi still did not stop, continue to run through the original those, carrying wet hair and clothes back to the living room of the mansion.

And the living room is bustling with Mr. Meng, Feng Zejiao, Li Yifei, as well as Meng Qi and Meng Xiao.

Meng Xiao's two hands tied with gauze and bandage are hanging around his neck. Seeing Meng Bi, his eyes are still eager to eat him.

Meng Xiao is much more difficult to deal with than those taught by Meng Yi in the past. When they are beaten, they will know that they are afraid. However, Meng Xiao is not only not afraid, but also remembers hatred. Meng Yan and he are completely feuded.

"Go and apologize to Meng."

Mencius made a word, Meng Xiao is no longer hate, but also obediently according to what he said to do.

"I'm sorry, I tried to make a mistake yesterday. Please forgive me."

Meng Xiao's voice was full of apology, but her face was not that kind of thing at all, even implied provocation.

"Click", Meng suddenly took a picture of him with his mobile phone. He stepped forward two steps and looked at Mr. Meng, "you see, he is this expression facing me, ugly and disgusting."

These days, Meng Zhen has nothing else to do. He has figured out a few functions in his mobile phone. He will also use the camera function in his previous life. However, this is the first time that he uses it to take pictures of people. He will delete them immediately when he finishes reading them.

Meng Xiao looks stunned, Meng Qi can't help but hook the corner of his mouth, takes the mobile phone in Meng's hand, and goes to Mr. Meng.

"Evil barrier!" The old man Meng was very angry and roared. Meng Xiao's feet were soft and he knelt down directly.

"Grandfather, I I... " There are photos, he can't argue, how can he think that Meng Yi will suddenly be so cunning.

"Grandfather," said Meng Qi, standing on the side of Mr. Meng's body, and then said slowly, "if you want me to say sorry, I don't have any sincerity. Since the attitude of the fifth younger brother is not enough, I think a coffee shop under his name should be a gift to the seventh brother."

Meng Xiao has been courting Li Yifei for many years. She went to get it for him. It was given to Meng Yu. It was still in the hands of the second room. However, Meng Xuan was not only about to get married soon, but his heart was obviously leaning towards the big room.

A coffee shop is nothing to them, but no matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it's also meat. If it's sent to the big room, Li Yifei's gentle smile can't stop.

"I think Qi'er should pay attention to it." Li Yifei is not happy, and Feng Zejiao must be happy. It's time for her to get such a good in laws for the Meng family. It's time for master Meng to give up the marriage without any hesitation.

"Ah Wen, you can do it, and the restaurant above the cafe will also give it to Meng Yi."

"Yes." Uncle Wen nodded, and his work efficiency was naturally high, and it was not necessary for him to do it well in two days.

Meng Xiao feels the pain of flesh. That restaurant can earn more money than the coffee shop. It has plenty of customers. The management has formed a system. There is a lot of money in the account without any effort from Meng. Although it may not be as good as Li Yifei and Feng Zejiao who bought one or two jewelry at will, it is definitely enough for their younger generation to socialize.

Meng Qi must not be short of money, but as illegitimate children, they lack very much, otherwise there will be no Meng Xiao to lower the style, to hang a substandard upstarts.

The restaurant and coffee shop are upstairs and downstairs. How could Meng Xiao not covet it? At present, not only the restaurant becomes Meng fan's, but also the coffee shop that originally belongs to him. He gasps like an ox for a moment. If his hands are not used, he would like to rush up and fight Meng Yi again.

"The eyelid son is shallow, the son just came back, you do elder brother send a meeting gift how?" Li Yifei doesn't want Meng Xiao to continue to lose face. Her words are more useful to him than those of master Meng.

Meng Xiao lowered her head and did not dare to express any more.

As for the others, uncle Wen and Meng Qi went to take care of the aftermath last night, but they couldn't make much impact. However, Meng Xiao was injured and broke his fortune. Even if it was over, Meng Xiao and Meng Bi both knew that it was not over. As long as Meng Xiao was given a chance, he would certainly fall into the trap and persecute him.

Meng Xuan has no idea of intrigue. Even if he knows that Meng Xiao still wants to harm him and doesn't know what to do, he can't really kill people. Of course, his heart is more inclined to beat Meng Xiaoduo several times, always hit him afraid!

Meng's son, Feng Zejiao, left one after another. Li Yifei also asked Meng Xiao to take her back to her room. Uncle Wen went to handle the transfer procedures of the restaurant and coffee shop. In addition to a few servants passing by, the hall was only left with Meng Shen and Meng Qi.

"Oh, Xiao Qi has become smart."

He took the mobile phone, quickly pressed a few keys, and then handed it back to Meng Yi, "my number, I'll call you if you have something to do."

"Is it photography? You don't know how to use it? " Meng Yi took the mobile phone and put it back in his trouser pocket. He was just a little afraid that Meng Qi would not return his mobile phone, which was given to him by Yan Sui.Meng Qi is speechless. He can only say that he didn't expect to be able to use it like this.

"Achiao," she said, holding her wet hair and clothes in the living room for such a long time, Meng Bi couldn't help sneezing.

"What else is going on in this weather?" Meng Qi frown at, he looked at a maid in the living room, "Xiao Fang, send a towel."

"No, I'll go back and take a bath."

Meng Yi nodded to Meng Qi and turned to go upstairs. But before he got to the room, he sneezed twice in a row.

His health was not so bad before. He had to run all the way through the rain, and the next day he had the same class. He thought about it for a while. He thought about it for a while. He thought it was because he didn't sleep well recently.

"Achoo!" He sneezed again.

After a quick hot bath, Meng Fu plans to go back to bed, cover up and sweat a little. He should be well soon.

Meng Qi and Meng Zhen get along with each other these days, but it's true that they get along with each other. Meng Zhen beat him hard, but who let him see him well? He took some medicine and knocked on the door again.

After knocking for a long time, I saw Meng Xuan open the door with her wet and messy hair.

"Are you stupid? Run to sleep again when your hair is dry? "

Meng's eyes were wide and round. He touched his hair. It was wet again. He glared at Meng Qi. "It's sweat. You don't understand."

It was hard for him to cover up the sweat, but it was really necessary to wash his head and take a bath.

Meng Qi is almost to be Meng Bi this "don't understand" gas inverted, he put his hand on the door, the tone slowed down, "go dry your hair, I'll let you change a quilt cover, this is cold medicine, take a rest."

Meng Yi looks at Meng Qi, then looks back at the bed he has made a mess of. Finally, she nods and opens her body to let Meng Qi in.

Meng Yi looked at Meng Qi again, and made sure that he would not mess with his room, so he went into the bathroom.

Meng Qi experienced it once in person, and once again watched Meng's terrible lethality. Even if he still had the heart of a thief, he was not brave enough to be a thief. What's more, there was Yan Sui behind Meng Yi, who could not be provoked by him or even the whole Meng family.

As he said, he asked people to come in and change Meng's quilt cover, and then he poured water for him. Even the servant brought in the breakfast Yan Sui gave Meng, he also accepted it.

However, Meng Pang also stayed in the bathroom for too long. He didn't know how to take care of himself. He also felt that he knew very well. He knocked on the door again and said, "Meng bang, are you dizzy inside?"

"If you don't come out again, I'll smash the door!"

Meng's face was still covered with red clothes, but he didn't want to wash his face.

Meng Qi raised his hand to touch his forehead. Meng's soft and gentle eyes instantly became fierce.

Meng Qi took back his hand tremblingly. "The medicine is there. Remember to eat it. There is breakfast."

"If you have any discomfort, it's very convenient to have a doctor at home."

"Well," Meng Ying replied, then staring at Meng Qi. Seeing that he was unconscious, he could only tell him, "thank you, but I have to rest. You are not good in my room."

Meng Qi continued to stare at him. Finally, he came out of Meng's room. When he went out, he turned back and said, "I'll go back to where I live. If you have something to do with Uncle Wen, don't hide it."

Meng Qi vowed that he had never been the mother's heart, but Meng Xuan obviously did not understand his rare.

"Thank you." Meng said politely to Meng Qi and then closed the door.

Meng Yi is not completely ignorant. Meng Qi's kindness to him, but he is Meng's family, so he is doomed to be unable to open his heart to him. He looked at the food box, the medicine bottle and the water on the table. He went up and picked up the medicine bottle. Finally, he threw it into the garbage can.

He opened the food box, ate two mouthfuls, and his face was completely relaxed. He took out his mobile phone from his pajama pocket and sent a text message to Yan Sui.

"I had breakfast. It was delicious."

After breakfast, Meng Zhen waited for a while, but before Yan Sui's reply, he went back to bed. During the day, he was in a muddle, but no one found Meng Fu ill except Meng Qi, who had left his old house.

And he fell into the nightmare of the cycle, it seems that there will never be an end. The mobile phone vibrated twice, but he did not find it.

"This is master Meng's room," Uncle Wen received a notice at noon, and Yan Sui would come to Meng's house. However, even when he received people, he still felt that it was not true.

On the one hand, Yan Sui came here to chat with Mr. Meng. More importantly, he came to see Meng Fu and took him to handle their marriage certificate. Originally, Secretary Wang said that he could do it by taking two pictures of people, but he was rejected by Yan Sui.

He thought that Meng Zhen would like to marry him and make a certificate in person. He should be very happy. Of course, what makes him happy is that on the one hand, the phone call last night made Yan Sui a little worried. Meng Yi didn't see that people were always worried. After several reasons were added up, he came over.Uncle Wen knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to open it. He was embarrassed. However, he could only continue to knock.

After a long time, Meng came to open the door.

His face was a little more ugly than in the morning. Because of the continuous nightmares, he was in a bad mood, and was awakened by the monotonous knock on the door. Naturally, he looked more dispirited and irritable.

"What's the matter Yan Sui Meng can't help but rub his eyes. He is afraid that he may be confused and see the wrong person. But after he rubs it, Yan Sui is still in front of him, but his eyebrows are slightly frown, and his look is a little cold.

Besides good intentions and malice, Meng Yi is not sensitive to other emotions. At this time, he is sick again. Naturally, he is a bit more sluggish. His body pours forward, half lies on Yan Sui's body, and reaches out to touch his cheek. "It's hot. It's a real person, not a dream."

Yan Sui's eyes flashed a few helpless, he took Meng Bi and looked at Wen Shu.

Although uncle Wen was very surprised by Meng's "recklessness" towards Yan Sui, he maintained his look and bowed slightly, and left without looking back.