Meng Jianwan will go to Zhuhai to participate in a drift race in the middle of next month. Recently, whenever she has free time, she will practice at a friend's racing venue.

She practiced for two hours tonight. When she saw that the banquet was not over, she simply drove over to pick up Mei Sixiu. Of course, the main reason was that she was worried that she would be bullied.

If Meng Weihuai accompanied Mei Sixiu to the banquet, she would not worry about it. But Meng Weihuai had an important dinner tonight and could not leave, so Mei Sixiu could only attend with Meng Qiaosen and Meng Weixia alone.

Meng Jianwan didn't expect those two people to protect Mei Sixiu. It would be nice if they didn't bully her with outsiders.

Who would have thought that Mei Sixiu had a real problem? Meng Jianwan glanced around and no one stood up to answer. So he asked Mei Sixiu with red eyes beside him: "Who bullied you?"

Mei Sixiu didn't know where to put her hands and feet, like a child who made a mistake, Meng Jianwan came over. She seemed to have found the backbone and her back was unconsciously straightened.

But she didn't want to make things worse and cause trouble for Liang Rushui. She pulled Meng Jianwan's wrist and whispered: "I'm fine, no one bullies me."

Meng Jianwan glanced at the chaotic surroundings, then looked at the wine stains on her skirt, and asked, "How did you get your skirt?"

Mei Sixiu's voice became even smaller: "I didn't stand firm and knocked down the champagne tower."

It would be strange if Meng Jianwan believed her words.

She changed her hand and hugged her helmet. Yu Guang glanced slightly over the people close to her and quickly locked the target. The empty hand hooked a little girl in a pink gauze skirt next to her, pulled the person into her arms, put his hand on her shoulder, turned his head and asked, "Tell me, what happened just now?"

The girl looked like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, as if she was bewitched, and said, "Mrs. Qin said... This lady is from a small family, and she is... a pheasant. I also saw her stretching her legs and tripping the lady." She was standing at the dining table for a snack, and happened to witness everything with her own eyes.

Meng Jian nodded late, as if he knew it, nodded again, and his voice became a little colder: "I'll ask you another question, which one is Mrs. Qin?"

The girl hesitated for a moment and pointed to the most arrogant person among the onlookers.

Meng Jianwan looked in the direction she pointed, and was a woman with a high tie in her hair, wearing a peacock blue evening dress, and the huge diamond necklace on her neck was shining very much under the light.

At the beginning, there were still whispers around. As Meng Jianwan approached Mrs. Qin, the entire banquet hall was silent. Liang Rushui tried to smooth things over several times, but was stopped by Song Yu.

Anyone can tell that the dead girl was furious. Now rushing up is like dying. He is a person who has experienced it personally!

It was Mei Sixiu who held Meng Jianwan's hand and said to stop her: "Wanwan, let's go home, you are obedient." She knew her daughter's temperament and knew that she had suffered a grievance, and she would definitely seek justice for her.

Meng Jianwan ignored it, pulled his hand out of her hand, and walked step by step to Mrs. Qin.

It was obviously a young girl, but Mrs. Qin felt a sense of oppression inexplicably, swallowed silently, and said, "I, I just said it casually, but I didn't point to Mrs. Meng clearly."

Those words are just a chat after dinner. If they are brought to everyone and say it, no matter whether it is true or not, she will be destined to come to Taiwan. The best way is to deny it.

But Meng Jianwan was obviously not that easy to fool. He tilted his head and looked at Mrs. Qin for a few glances, smiling very unhumanly: "Look at what you are wearing like a feather duster. Do you need to let you and my mother stand together and take a photo, so that everyone can compare who looks more like a pheasant?"

Some people in the crowd had low laughter and couldn't help but make a puff on the spot.

The dress on Mrs. Qin was decorated with black feathers, one by one, one was neatly stroked in the same direction, and it was shiny and bright. It was originally thought to be quite good, but after Meng Jianwan said this, the feeling of déjà vu became a walking feather duster.

Mrs. Qin's eyes widened. Not to mention foundation, even the light above her head could not cover the redness on her face.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhao Yichen pushed Song Yu's back and lowered his voice to remind him: "Don't care? Meng Jianwan is going to smash your place."

Song Yu wrapped his arms around his arms and hugged himself tightly: "Gu Shaoning said, my arm can't be dislocated anymore."

Zhao Yichen: “…”

Sure enough, Meng Jianwan refused to give in and raised the helmet in his hand. The guests present exclaimed, thinking that she was going to smash Mrs. Qin, but she just held the helmet on Mrs. Qin's head.

Meng Jianwan bent his fingers and knocked his helmet, and there were two crisp sounds: "At the age of a man, he is still like an ignorant child. He doesn't know what to say or what not to say. Have you not developed your brain well in the womb?"

Mrs. Qin had just argued with confidence, but now she was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe. She felt that it was not a helmet on her head, but a bulky bronze bell. Every time she hit her, her ears buzzed and echoed.

Another lady who echoed Mrs. Qin was also scared and lowered her head and tried to reduce her presence.

The matter has developed here, and if the trouble continues, it will be impossible to end. Song Yu is preparing to go over and deal with the aftermath, but a figure is ahead of him and stands in front of Meng Jianwan.

"Wanwan, this is the Song family, don't make it difficult for Mrs. Song to do it." Xu Zhan whispered, "Just give me some face, and let's stop here."

Meng Jianwan looked at him, was silent for a few seconds, and took a step back, which meant to stop.

Xu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he was not sure whether he could persuade Meng Jianwan. In the past, if she was angry, she would not be able to pull back the nine-headed cows.

"Wait--" Meng Jianwan said quietly, "Does Mrs. Qin owe an apology?"

The moment the words came to the ground, Mrs. Qin said tremblingly: "Yes, I'm sorry." She was afraid that one second later, Meng Jianwan knocked on the helmet on her head again.

Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows, not too slow.

The matter was resolved perfectly. Meng Jianwan took Mei Sixiu's hand and pulled her to the door of the banquet hall. When she passed by Liang Rushui, she paused for two seconds, but did not look at her: "Sorry, it disturbed everyone's interest. But there is a saying that I still want to say that if I hear similar rumors in the future, it is not as simple as verbal warning."

After she said that, she took Mei Sixiu away, leaving the guests who looked at each other, as well as Mrs. Qin, who was trembling with legs and wearing helmets.

The convertible sports car was galloping on the road. Mei Sixiu sat in the passenger seat, covering her head with her hands. The wind blew her towards her made her eyes unable to open: "Wanwan, drive slowly, I'm afraid."

Meng Jianwan loosened the accelerator, the car slowly reduced its speed, and drove smoothly.

After a while, Meng Jianwan didn't hear Mei Sixiu's voice. He looked sideways and found that she lowered her head, tears falling down.

"Didn't I vent my anger for you? Are you still wronged?" Meng Jianwan sighed. He was really afraid that he would not be afraid of the world, but he was afraid that she would lose the golden beans.

"I'm not crying for this." Mei Sixiu took out a handkerchief from her bag and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I know you are protecting your mother, but your reputation is not good if you do this. Mom is worried that no in-laws dares to ask you in the future."

Meng Jianwan was a little disappointed: "...Are you thinking too far?"

Mei Sixiu looked at her, thought seriously for a moment, and said, "I can see that Xu Zhan is very nice to you. I talked to his mother today. Mrs. Xu is kind to others. If you marry into the Xu family, you should be happy." After a pause, she smiled again, "Of course, I just said that, mainly depends on your personal wishes. Do you like Xu Zhan?"

Meng Jianwan said coldly: "I like sports cars."

Mei Sixiu: “…”

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Song Xiaoba: Am I not doing well enough? Why didn’t my mother-in-law notice me?
Chapter completed!