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Chapter 722 Provocation

"No! Fang Jianye and Gao Wei were so lucky to wear a pair of pants since childhood. Now because of that little brat in Meng Xinian, the two of them are going to have a quarrel, and the two families are going to fight!" Meng Chaojun's face looked as dark as if, "No matter how the Fang family and the Gao family fought, there will be a big mess to clean up in the future! At that time, both of them will only blame our Meng family together!"

Duan Qingqing covered her mouth and opened her eyes wide and exclaimed, and asked indignantly: "How can we blame our Meng family?"

"Why do you say? Of course it's because of Meng Xinian! They will definitely take their anger. If it weren't for him, would the two families make a fuss like that?"

Duan Qingqing looked worried, "But we can't blame this for the past years. It was Gao Wei and the others who attacked us first. They are really. Even if they really beat them and bullied them before the past years, isn't that all the past? Why did they still come to seek revenge after so many years?"

"Who has been beaten so many times and can forget it after two years? Who can blame this?" Meng Chaojun said angrily: "Meng Chaojun is famous for helping others and not helping relatives! Now that the three families have become like this, Meng Xinian is responsible for most of the responsibility!"

"Okay, okay, don't be too angry. I'll call Xi Nian to come back first. What's going on? Let's ask clearly before talking about it."

As she said that, she went to dial the phone.

Standing beside the phone, she blocked the phone and turned to look at Meng Chaojun. He was picking up the glass of water with anger and took a big sip, not paying attention to her.

She made a random dialing move, and did not dial the phone. After waiting for a while, she spoke gently and said, "Hello, is it Chen Yin's mother? I want to ask, is our family in your house in the past? Oh, not here? I..."

Meng Chaojun looked at her, Duan Qingqing held the microphone and looked at him with a little aggrieved: "Mom Chen Yin hung up my phone."

"It's outrageous!" Meng Chaojun put down his cup heavily, his face turned dark again, "That Chen Yin is just a rude person! He has been following Chen Yin, what good looks can he make? I said you are so polite with that kind of person!"

"Chao Jun, you can't say that. The Chen family was also very good at the time. We rarely had a good friend in the past. If Chen Yin could take him to do business and make some money in the future, it wouldn't be a bad thing." Duan Qingqing put down the microphone, walked to him and sat down, gently stroked him on his back with one hand.

"Women's opinion, what business is good in the army?" Meng Chaojun snorted coldly, and his dissatisfaction with Meng Xi had accumulated to a height. "Now he is still mingling with a dissatisfied little girl. He wants to bring his face to the ground and betray him. Okay, Qingqing, don't pay attention to this matter, I will ask someone to find out."

Mr. Meng has been out early and returned late these two days, and he has no chance to go to the top with his son, so he has no idea what he plans.

He and Meng Xinian have been busy these two days.

Meng Xinian has received refreshments from Ping'an Town Express.

Jiang Xiao asked her grandfather to send three boxes of each type.

This is also quite a lot of money, and my grandfather told her on the phone that he felt a little distressed. If it were eaten by Mr. Meng and Meng Xinian, he would not feel distressed at all, and he could make a few more boxes.

But he heard that he was going to give food to others, so he felt a little distorted.

This is spending Jiang Xiao’s money.
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