Song Yu was blocked again.

He didn't believe Meng Jianwan's words at first, thinking she was joking. When he sent another message, the familiar red exclamation mark appeared again.

Song Yu stared at the screen of his phone, and never expected that he could be blocked by giving him a gift. It was unprecedented.

It was already a little late when she got home. Liang Rushui came back first and was already sitting in the living room watching TV and eating fruits. When she saw Song Yu walking in, she patted the seat beside her and signaled him to sit down.

Song Yu stood there, loosened his tie and said carelessly: "If you have anything, just say it, I still have to deal with work."

Liang Rushui said angrily: "I have time to chat with Meng Jianwan, and I have a few words to say to me and I have no time?"

Song Yu ignored her and saw that she had nothing to do, she walked upstairs without saying a word. Seeing this, Liang Rushui hurriedly called him.

"I just want to ask you, what's going on in the Meng family?" Liang Rushui said, "I see Old Mrs. Meng's attitude today, why don't I like Wanwan?"

Song Yu stepped on the steps, leaned against the handrail of the stairs, turned around and looked at her, "Not only the old lady, but her brothers and sisters were not very good to her."

Liang Rushui put the fruit tray in his hand on the coffee table, took out a tissue and wiped his hands: "I have never understood the situation of the Meng family before, and I only know it today. Mrs. Meng looked weak, and it was too difficult for her to stay at home that night. Life might not be easy, right?"

Song Yu said: "It's not too sad. Meng Jianwan rarely lives at home, usually lives outside, and goes home every few days. Moreover, with her temperament, she should not be bullied. However, Mrs. Meng's attitude is indeed very problematic, and she probably has many faces to her."

Song Yu was just an objective analysis, feeling sorry for Meng Jianwan, and not wanting to put her position too low, as if she was so humble that she needed pity.

Liang Rushui heard this and felt distressed: "You don't have any plans?"

Song Yu asked back: "What are the plans?"

"Of course, you should marry Wanwan earlier. You are such a pig-smart. If you marry Wanwan home, she doesn't have to go back to the Meng family and can live in our house!" Liang Rushui sighed after saying that, with a long sigh, and was worried, "I asked her when she would have plans to get married today, but she didn't answer me directly."

Song Yu lowered his head and unbuttoned his cufflinks, making him laughed at her words.

Liang Rushui looked at him and said inexplicably: "Xiaoxiao, what's so funny? You still have the face to smile, you can't even get a wife!" As she said that, she rubbed her temples, "You are too old, you are so worried about me."

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu couldn't laugh anymore, so he restrained the smile on his lips and walked upstairs step by step. Listening carefully, he found that his steps were a little heavy.

Do you think he doesn't want to marry Meng Jianwan? Then she has to nod and agree.

The cell phone in her pocket rang. Song Yu subconsciously thought it was Meng Jianwan, but when he took the cell phone in front of him, he remembered that she had been blacklisted by her, and the news came from Zhao Yichen.

Song Yu felt even more sad. WeChat even made Meng Jianwan blacklist, so why would he talk about whether to marry him?

Zhao Yichen's news is as nutritious as ever: "Tomorrow night, Zhou Laosan will go to the Zuxian to drink, and @ you in the group, you didn't reply."

Song Yu's face was calm and he couldn't be interested: "I won't go."

Zhao Yichen: "You are so disappointed."

Song Yu didn't want to disappoint everyone, so he honestly explained: "I was not in the company some time ago, so I had to deal with a lot of things. I'll invite my brothers to drink when I finish my work."

Zhao Yichen seemed to remember this: "Ah, I understand. You were busy filming "Rural Love" before. Don't worry, I will tell Zhou Laosan for you."

Song Yu: "..."

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Song Yu was busy from the end of September until the National Day holiday, but he couldn't take a break.

In comparison, Liang Yuanyuan became much more relaxed. During the holiday, she lay comfortably in the Song family for two days. When she was really bored, she ran to Meng Jianwan for nail art.

Liang Yuanyuan stretched out her fingers and looked at the newly prepared little mint manicure. She was so happy that she asked Meng Jianwan to take a few photos of her. She posted it to her Moments and helped Xiangwan manicure shop promote it.

"Sister, I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Liang Yuanyuan lowered her head and replied to Meng Jianwan while replying to the message below her circle of friends.

Meng Jianwan had just finished a game and twisted his neck: "I have no time tonight, I have an appointment."

Liang Yuanyuan seemed to smell an unusual smell, looked up at her with a look of a torch, staring at her: "Date? Men and women?" Although she no longer helped Song Yu find out about Meng Jianwan's news, this kind of key question still needs to be asked routinely.

Meng Jianwan put his arms on the back of his head and said leisurely: "Men, all men are men, so he will make an appointment at a bar."

Today is Gou Sheng’s birthday. We made an appointment in the group two days ago, and the party was set at the bar in Zhongcheng. The bar owner of Zhongcheng said that no matter how much wine he drank, he would be exempted from the order.

Of course, Meng Jianwan would not be absent from this kind of lively atmosphere. He planned to sit for a while and then pass ahead early.

Zhong Cheng said that the bar recently hired a rock band. All the boys in the team were handsome men of about 1.8 meters, attracting a large number of female customers. Meng Jianwan has heard too much and wants to see it.

Liang Yuanyuan has never been to a bar yet. She used to be a minor and could not enter such places at will. She turned 18 the day before the college entrance examination, and she did not encounter the right opportunity after that. The main reason is that her family is too strict. Now she is in college and has finally stayed away from the control of her family, so she naturally wants to experience the adult world.

"I want to go too!" Liang Yuanyuan raised her little hand and shook excitedly.

Meng Jianwan stretched out an index finger, pressed against her forehead, and pushed her head back: "What bar does a child go to? You can go home early and make an appointment next time."

Liang Yuanyuan was dissatisfied and stood up to protest: "I'm not a child! I'm an adult! Do you want me to take out my ID card for you?"

"Is that?" Meng Jianwan paused for two seconds, as if she had just remembered that she was in college and should have become an adult. "Sorry, I forgot."

It’s not her fault for having this kind of perception, because Liang Yuanyuan’s face is round and she can’t tell her actual age. She always likes to wear all kinds of pink and tender skirts, tied with a pair of ponytails and bows, and carried a bear bag or a rabbit bag, which always gives her the illusion that Liang Yuanyuan is very young.

Liang Yuanyuan did not wear a fresh plaid skirt today. The top was a black long-sleeved sailor suit, the collar was paired with a dark red bow tie, and the bottom was paired with a knee-length black organ skirt. Because the weather was getting colder, she wore black leggings and a pair of small black leather shoes on her feet.

Almost all over her body was black. When Liang Yuanyuan was making her nails, Tao Ran asked casually out of curiosity, and she said that this was a bad skirt.

Meng Jian looked at Liang Yuanyuan up and down in the evening, and was still hesitating, she was afraid that she would ruin the little girl.

Tonight, she took Liang Yuanyuan to the bar to attend a friend's birthday party. What she was worried about was that if she didn't accompany her in the future, Liang Yuanyuan went to the bar privately.

If something bad happens, it is her responsibility.

After all, there are many people in bars who are mixed with fish and dragons. At night, there are many people who will reveal their true colors when they get drunk.

Liang Yuanyuan was afraid that Meng Jianwan would not agree, so she hugged her arm with both hands and begged: "Take me there, take me there, take me there..."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you with you." Meng Jianwan still compromised.

Liang Yuanyuan jumped up and said "yeah". Because of excitement, her little face was flushed, and her eyes were like little stars in the sky, thundering: "Sister!"

Meng Jianwan stood up to tidy up his clothes, without looking at her, and lowered his head and replied: "What are you doing?"

Liang Yuanyuan held the bag strap beside her, approached her step by step, and said in a negotiated tone: "Let's drive the sports car my brother gave her!"

Meng Jianwan paused the movement of tucking the corner of her clothes and lifted her eyelids. She was born with peach-blossom eyes. When she looked at people calmly, she raised her fingers slightly, with her own charming magic, let alone staring at someone so focusedly. Liang Yuanyuan was almost stunned by her, and covered her cheeks and asked carefully: "Is that okay?"

Meng Jianwan said: "The car is not here, it is parked in the mall."

Liang Yuanyuan had only heard of the sports car from Song Yu, but hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he couldn't help but wonder: "Is the mall far away from here?"

Meng Jianwan tied the shoelaces of his leather boots and said truthfully: "That's not far, only about two hundred meters."

Liang Yuanyuan paused, and she could feel that Meng Jianwan was not very interested, and was embarrassed to mention it again: "Or else, let it go, I will have a chance next time..."

Before she could finish her words, Meng Jianwan took off the car key from the shelf, put one hand in her pocket, raised her chin slightly and signaled to the door: "Let's go."

Liang Yuanyuan followed her happily, and the two walked along the street towards the mall. Liang Yuanyuan turned to look at Meng Jianwan's side face. From her perspective, she could see her curly eyelashes and handsome nose. Her skin was white and had no flaws. She had a beautiful appearance, but she had a cold feeling all over her body, which made her feel a special attraction.

Liang Yuanyuan stepped on her leather shoes and followed her steps: "Sister, have you never driven the car my brother gave me?"

Meng Jianwan: "Yes."

"No wonder." Liang Yuanyuan muttered in a low voice, "Do you think it's not good to accept such an expensive gift from me if you were not with my brother?"

Meng Jianwan didn't answer, but Liang Yuanyuan knew that he had guessed correctly. People like her sister who had calculated every account clearly would definitely not want to owe anyone favors.

"I'll tell you secretly, my brother is very rich, you don't have to be polite to him." Liang Yuanyuan blocked her hand next to her mouth, leaned close to Meng Jianwan, and lowered her voice, "He is the richest person I have ever met."

Meng Jianwan glanced at her and laughed out loud.

Is this kind of thing necessary for her to say secretly? Isn’t this an obvious fact? Who can’t tell that Song Yu is rich?

"I haven't finished talking yet!" Liang Yuanyuan continued, "My brother's aunt and uncle are also doing big careers abroad. They don't have children, so they want my brother to inherit the family business. Think about it, Shifeng Group plus foreign industries... Anyway, I don't know how many assets it has, but in short, there are a lot of them."

Meng Jianwan put his arm on her shoulder and pressed half of his body over. Liang Yuanyuan's shoulders were crushed and he looked at her with a bitter face.

Meng Jianwan bent his finger and bounced on her forehead: "You really don't treat me as an outsider."

Liang Yuanyuan covered her forehead and smiled with a pursed lips: "Doesn't this give you a clear understanding of my brother's vault? So, don't be burdened! Don't save him money!"

Liang Yuanyuan was not embarrassed to say that as long as Song Yu took the initiative to send it, he would accept all the orders. Because he was really stingy, he just gave her a bag, and he kept talking nonsense every day.

But I have to say that he was really generous to Meng Jianwan.

The two walked to the entrance of the mall and entered the underground parking lot directly from the side.

Meng Jianwan didn’t know where Tao Ran parked her car, but it seemed that it was not difficult to find. After walking around the open parking lot for a while, I saw it.

However, at this moment, two young men and women in fashion were standing next to the car. The girl posed in a sexy position and lay on the front cover of the car. The boy squatted down a few steps away from her to take photos of her.

Meng Jianwan blinked and walked over to remind him: "Hey, buddy, let me get in the way."

The boy stopped shooting and turned his head to look at her. He was stunned for a moment, probably because he was amazed by her appearance. He paused for a few seconds before moving to the side.

The girl lying on the front of the car was immediately dissatisfied. When she saw Meng Jianwan's cool and handsome dress in black, she thought that she might have made a special look to take photos, and she posed for someone to show her cold look?

The girl turned cold and said impatiently: "Would you like to take pictures and wait? Let's come first."

Since this limited edition sports car with eye-catching color and valuable color has fallen into a layer of dust, people have come to take photos and check in one after another. The previous group of people taking photos have just left.

Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows and used the short Liang Yuanyuan as a support, and supported her elbows on her shoulders like she did just now. Seeing what was going on, Liang Yuanyuan tried to stand up straight and act as a follower for a good boss.

Both of them were dressed in black, and they stood together for no reason, like a young and dandy boy.

After Liang Yuanyuan entered the role, she hugged her arms with both hands, raised her chin, and looked at the two people in front of her with a provocative look.

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Aren't you here to fight?

Meng Jianwan took out the car key from his pocket with his other hand, and under the confused eyes of the young man and woman, the headlights of the sports car lit up.

The girl lying on the front cover of the car stood up in an instant, showing awkward face, and blushed all the way from her cheeks to her ears, without knowing where to put her hands.

Meng Jianwan's face was calm and he did not show any sense of superiority. Originally, this car was not hers, so she kindly reminded: "Come and take a photo next time, I usually won't drive."

The girl didn't know what to say, but for a while, she stuttered: "Okay... OK."

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Also the domineering (bushi) president, Xiao Ba is really richer than Zhou Zhou!
Chapter completed!