Deadly engagement: Husband is too flirtatious

The entire funeral was permeated with a strong family dispute. None of you present can be the master of the house. The king is not here, and neither is Bo Jin. At this time, everyone feels that they are part of the Powell family. As a member, you are the most important.

Everyone wants to be the master of the house, but it is not so easy.

After all, the third uncle has fought in wars, he has been on the battlefield, and he has never seen any scenes, but once he touches his weakness, the third uncle will always become very excited, it seems that this is the last bottom line in his heart, the only thing that cannot be done Soft to the touch.

But the uncle is not a man with a high emotional intelligence, not only did he not restrain himself, but even more unscrupulous: "Hehe, you are so nervous about Bo Yan, does Bo Yan have any unfathomable relationship with you?"

After speaking, the uncle deliberately looked at the third uncle meaningfully, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

The third uncle became angry and ashamed, his face turned red. Luo Mengmeng stood aside, very curious about what the two old people were talking about. It is very rare for the third uncle to blush even at his age.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Talk nonsense again! Believe it or not, I'll shoot you!" The third uncle turned blue with anger, and threw his walking stick at the uncle's side. Seeing this, the other servants were afraid that the two old men would start fighting, and one after another Come over and pull third uncle.

The uncle was naturally afraid, but he really didn't know what to do. He hid behind the servant with a sly look on his face, shook his head and said, "Hehe, if you want people to know, you have to do nothing about it. It's a pity, Bo Yan The child didn't know that his mother was so popular until he died!"

After hearing this, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay. There were a few gray-haired old servants under the stage, who Xu Qian was about to dismiss, staring at the uncle angrily, as if they wanted to kill him with their sharp eyes.

Xu Qian felt that things seemed to be moving in the direction she expected. She was actually very happy in her heart. As long as everyone argued more and more old things could be picked out, she would have the upper hand.

The uncle stood unscrupulously behind the servant, and looked at the third uncle with sinister complacency, but unfortunately the third uncle was old and no longer fit to fight with others.

The third uncle looked serious, pointing at his uncle with grief and scolding: "Bo Lin! You are becoming more and more unscrupulous as you get older! I warn you! You can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult Bo Yan's mother!"

Luo Mengmeng, who was standing by the side, was even more confused. She had been by Bo Yan's side for so long, and she had never heard Bo Yan mention her mother, even if it was Mother's Day, or even Ching Ming Festival.

Bo Yan never mentioned her mother, and no one mentioned Bo Yan's mother in public like uncle.

The mother who wanted to come to Bo Yan was the king's first wife, but why is Bo Jin older than Bo Yan?
Luo Mengmeng stepped forward to support the third uncle who was trembling because of anger, Luo Mengmeng softly persuaded: "Third uncle, don't get angry with them, this is obviously their conspiracy. The more we argue, the more the past will be involved Come out, it's not good for us."

Originally, the third uncle was very angry, very angry, but Luo Mengmeng's "we" made the third uncle see hope again. It turns out that in the Powell family, he is not the only one who cares about Bo Yan, but also Luo Mengmeng, More importantly, Luo Mengmeng is still very smart.

The third uncle suddenly realized, he glanced sideways at Xu Qian who was standing beside him complacently, and immediately understood what Luo Mengmeng meant. The third uncle was a little glad that Bo Yan had always had such a clever girl by his side.

Seeing that the third uncle's arrogance was suddenly suppressed by himself, the uncle was a little surprised. He knew that the third uncle had always been mild-tempered, but as long as the matter of Bo Yan's mother was mentioned, the third uncle would definitely explode, even no doubt.

The uncle took a fancy to the weakness of the third uncle, so he mentioned Bo Yan's mother again and again, but seeing the expression of the third uncle, it seemed that he had discovered the uncle's trick.

The third uncle nodded to Luo Mengmeng, and said in a low voice: "Yes, you are right."

After speaking, Third Uncle turned around and followed Luo Mengmeng to leave.

Seeing this, the uncle shouted at the top of his voice: "Third brother! Why did you leave, third child? Don't always say what Bo Yan's mother Bo Yan's mother said, Tong Ying! Why don't you say Tong Ying?"

His voice was very sharp and piercing at the scene, but behind the third uncle's back, it was like cold arrows, thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

Luo Mengmeng supported the third uncle, she felt that after hearing the uncle's words, the third uncle was obviously stunned, and his steps became heavy. She carefully supported the third uncle, for fear that if he was not careful, the third uncle would fall down up.

There was no sound in the audience, Luo Mengmeng walked towards the backyard step by step with her third uncle almost under the watchful eyes of everyone.

She didn't dare to look up at the third uncle, and she didn't even dare to sneak a glance at the third uncle from the corner of her eyes. The third uncle's personal aura is too strong, no matter what the uncle said, but Luo Mengmeng It is certain that this matter is very important to third uncle.

Because the third uncle's entire center of gravity was attached to Luo Mengmeng's body, the uncle's words seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the third uncle couldn't breathe and couldn't walk.

Seeing everyone's stalemate, Er Bo, an honest man, stood up and said something fair.

"Okay, Bo Lin, enough is enough, it's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet, what's there to say, the more you talk, the more energetic you are?" The second uncle glared at the uncle, and said: "Okay, let's take a break halfway Let’s discuss it and see what to do next.”

But Xu Qian was unwilling. She rolled her eyes and said displeasedly: "Second Uncle, what's the matter? We..."

Before Xu Qian finished speaking, the second uncle decisively interrupted Xu Qian's words, he waved his hand, and said decisively: "Okay, you are a woman, when you should keep your own place, you should be quiet, Powell It’s not like the family doesn’t have a single man anymore, so why are you meddling?”

It is rare that the second uncle who has always been meek can reprimand Xu Qian with such righteous words, which makes Xu Qian's face very dull. Although Xu Qian said that she is not very young, but because Xu Qian has always been more willing to spend money to maintain herself, so she sees It still has the charm.

When ordinary men face Xu Qian, they are always teased by Xu Qian intentionally or unintentionally, whether it is the man surnamed Li from a foreign country, Ruan Shaodong, or reporter Lu Zenan.

Xu Qian was rarely criticized by a man in public like this.

Xu Qian's complexion turned bad. She turned to look at the assistant, and found that the assistant's face was already flushed. Just now, the assistant was arrogant and rude to Luo Mengmeng. Maybe it was only now that she realized that her master was in front of others. Li is just a woman and a child.

Taking advantage of what the second uncle said, everyone dispersed, and some old servants even wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, as if they were sad about Bo Yan.

Luo Mengmeng helped the second uncle to the backyard. The second uncle sat down on the rattan chair, his face was pale, his eyes were slightly closed, and the white hair on his temples made him look even more haggard in the wind.

The third uncle rested his hand on the armrest of the rattan chair. He was very thin, but he was full of energy. It is rare to see such a powerful old man at this age.

After a while, the third uncle said softly, "Mengmeng, go and have a rest."

The third uncle's voice is not loud, but it is very clear and powerful.

Maybe Third Uncle also wants to take a break, Luo Mengmeng thought so, and responded: "Yes, Third Uncle, just call me if you have any orders."

Hearing the third uncle calling her Mengmeng, Luo Mengmeng didn't know how happy and excited she was. This meant that in the eyes of the third uncle, Luo Mengmeng was already regarded as one of his own.

In this way, we can go one step further with Bo Yan.

The third uncle nodded and did not speak again.

Luo Mengmeng pretended to go to the bathroom, and when she passed the aisle, she saw Xu Qian's assistant wiping her tears in a corner, Luo Mengmeng walked over without stopping, without looking sideways.

This assistant has neat short hair, and his personality is very similar to her appearance, with a sharp face and monkey cheeks.

So Luo Mengmeng generally ignored her, and would not easily argue with her when something happened.

This might be Luo Mengmeng's cleverness.

Seeing Luo Mengmeng passing by, Xu Qian's assistant turned around in time, for fear that Luo Mengmeng would see her embarrassment, but she didn't know that Luo Mengmeng didn't want to look at her at all.

When they arrived at the bathroom, Luo Mengmeng looked at the bathroom and made sure that there was no one there, so she went in and closed the door.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number with a calm expression.

"Hey, Jian Lan, how is your side? How is his injury?" Luo Mengmeng's voice was low and delicate.

But Jian Lan on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, this was not like Jian Lan's style, only Jian Lan's nervous breathing could be heard on the phone.

Luo Mengmeng changed her hand to hold the phone, and asked tentatively but unwilling to admit it: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

A woman's sixth sense is always accurate.

Jian Lan on the other end of the phone sighed, and said calmly: "Mengmeng, maybe your guess is correct. When I went today, I happened to see Wang Cong strangling that patient's neck."

"What?" Luo Mengmeng cried out in surprise, but she immediately noticed that this was a bathroom, and asked in a low voice, "Why? Does he really want him to die? How is it now? Is it serious?"

Luo Mengmeng was really worried about Bo Yan. She felt desolate for a while, and her opinion of Wang Cong was greatly reduced in her heart. She didn't expect that she would be defensive, but in the end, she would have to be wary of the people around her.

Perhaps the most untestable thing in the world is the human heart.

Jian Lan on the other end of the phone said calmly: "Mengmeng, look at you, don't panic, caring will cause confusion, I can call you so calmly now, you are right, I stopped Wang Cong's behavior. "

Hearing this, Luo Mengmeng was very heartbroken. No matter what Wang Cong said, he was the one who grew up with him. Could it be that he could strangle Bo Yan to death just because of his feelings?