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"Haha, let me explain to you, this is really my fiancée. She had to pretend to be a man for some special reasons." Gongsun Wutian wanted to grab the boy's hand, but the boy avoided him.

"Oh my god, even though we know the truth, you still look like that kind of person! We don't mind if we look uncomfortable, but don't let passers-by see it as a joke." A group of teenagers joked.

"Is it true that you talked to her uncle just now?" Meng Zhe still asked in disbelief.

"Don't you have the ability to distinguish between true and false? Why don't you take a look?"

Hearing Gongsun Wutian's words, the eyes of those teenagers lit up, and they all shouted to act quickly.

"This, it's not very good, if it's a girl, it will ruin her reputation!" Meng Zhe looked at Gongsun Wutian with a troubled expression.

"What do you mean?" Gongsun Wutian had a bad feeling.

"As you can imagine, my ability is like this." Meng Zhe spread his hands with a smirk on his face.

And that young man's face was already blushing, and he hid behind Gongsun Wutian in fear.

"Then you'd better not use it on Minmin." Gongsun Wutian was startled, and hurriedly pressed Meng Zhe's raised hand.

Meng Zhe almost burst out laughing in his heart: "Is it useful to hold my hand? I'm using a sacred stone! But what are they here for? That boy named Minmin is indeed a girl, but it's not bad like this It can’t be justified, and Gongsun Wutian is not that kind of person!”

"Meng Zhe, who are these people?" At this moment, Xing'er came down from upstairs,
Gongsun Wutian's eyes lit up: "Are these siblings?"

A meaning flashed across Xing'er's face, Feihong: "I'm not his girlfriend."

Hearing this, Gongsun Wutian looked at Meng Zhe suspiciously:

"You don't even want such a good girl, how picky are you?"

Meng Zhe changed the subject with a smile: "It doesn't look good with so many people standing here, why don't you find a place to talk about it!"

Gongsun Wutian clapped his hands: "That's right, that's right, I'm just talking! Let's go, let's find a good place, so that we can show how much we value Brother Meng Zhe."

Meng Zhe hurriedly prevented Gongsun Wutian from wanting to make a big fuss: "Don't be in a hurry to surround me to cleanse the dust, these friends are not very familiar with me, and it won't be too late to make a big fuss after they get acquainted with me!"

"Just say that you don't want to participate in this circle, and they won't blame you!" Gongsun Wutian slapped Meng Zhe on the shoulder while laughing and cursing.

Hearing what Gongsun Wutian said, those teenagers were not angry either.

A young man hugged Meng Zhe's shoulder intimately, but Meng Zhe pushed him away with his hands vigilantly:
"What do you want?"

Those people were amused by Meng Zhe's actions again, and this time even the boy who disguised himself as a man didn't hold back, and just laughed out loud.

This time it was not the voice of a young boy, but a girl's voice like a silver bell.

Ordinary people say that whether a person has been baptized by society in his heart can be seen in his eyes.

And Meng Zhe Zejue's voice can also tell the maturity of a person's heart. For example, a voice that has not experienced social baptism is transparent and sounds very clean.And the voices that have experienced the baptism of society will have a sense of vicissitudes and fatigue that cannot be concealed!
For example, teenagers are like this, their voices are full of immature crispness that has not been baptized by society.

"Ting Wutian called you Meng Zhe, is your name Meng Zhe?" A feminine-looking man asked Meng Zhe with a smile.

"Yeah, yes! You are..." Meng Zhe looked at the boy suspiciously, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"You can just call me Ruicheng! That's it. I know there is a famous hot pot restaurant, but I don't know if my brother eats spicy food?" The young man was looking at Meng Zhe expectantly.

Looking at Meng Zhe's vigilant eyes, the young man looked at Gongsun Wutian speechlessly: "Wutian, this is a moth made by you, please explain."

Those boys fell to the ground laughing without image. Although the female voice was not that bad, she was still holding her stomach and panting.

Meng Zhe rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Is it that funny? On the mainland, this kind of behavior can only be done by being regarded as an inferior creature!"

Gongsun Wutian smiled and relieved the boy: "I'll let you know, let me introduce you, this, haha, this is the most boyish person among us, Ma Ruiyi."

"Gongsun Wutian, I fight with you, my name is Ma Ruicheng!"

Meng Zhe looked at the two of them fighting together with a dazed expression::

"What's going on here? How come there are two Mingzi?"

Seeing that no one else had any intention of answering, he could only look at the girl named Minmin who had a nonchalant face.

"It's like this. When he first made a sound, his mother thought it was a woman, so she married him a man named Ma Ruiyi. Later, she found out that it was a man, and hurriedly went to the police station to apply for a name change." The temperament of a playboy just now was replaced by a kind of gentleness that a girl should have.

"This is really dramatic. Didn't his parents find out, and the doctor didn't find out?" Meng Zhe denied this statement with a look of disbelief.

The boy shook his head: "I don't know about that. I'm younger than Ma Ruicheng, so I have to ask Wutian and the others for details."

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Meng Zhe saw that the two of them were going to talk endlessly, so he separated the two of them forcibly through the air.

The two of them looked at Meng Zhe in a daze, not knowing what happened.

The young man named Minmin looked at Meng Zhe with bright eyes: "Are you going to pierce through several layers of steel plates in a circle like Steward Wang?"

"Uh, right!" Meng Zhe didn't know what this hopeless daughter-in-law was going to do.

"Meng Zhe, don't promise her! Whether my brother will have a happy life in the future, the right to choose is in your hands!" Gongsun Wutian's words made Meng Zhe even more confused.

The young man's next sentence made Meng Zhelei confused: "You teach me, okay, in the future, Gongsun Wutian will never be able to defeat me!"

"Wutian won't bully you, right? He has a good temper. If he dares to bully you, just tell me and I'll help you deal with him!" Meng Zhe looked at Gongsun Wutian with a warning face.

"I said, Minmin, when did I ever bully you? Didn't you always bully me? It's not like the villain to sue first!" Gongsun Wutian had a tearless expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, let's go eat hot pot! Brother Meng Zhe, can you eat spicy food?" Ma Ruicheng looked at Meng Zhe.

"I'm fine!" Meng Zhe shrugged indifferently.

"Then let's go!!!" Ma Ruicheng shouted excitedly, and was the first to run out.

"Ruicheng is like this. He gets very excited when he hears about eating, especially all kinds of hot pot." Gongsun Wutian looked at the direction Ma Ruicheng went out with a look of contempt.

"Are there so many cars?" Meng Zhe changed the subject again.

"Hei, you picked the wrong topic. We all have cars here, what do you think!" A boy covered in flesh interrupted the topic in a low voice.

"Then did you all drive here?" Meng Zhe was not annoyed, but changed the subject again.

This time, before the boy could answer, Gongsun Wutian answered the question first:
"We only drove four cars this time, but it's more than enough for us."

"Let's go, why are you still staying there?" Ma Ruicheng yelled impatiently outside.

"Then Meng Zhe and this girl can ride in the same car with us, you can do whatever you want!" After speaking, Gongsun Wutian led Meng Zhe away first.

And those teenagers were also divided up, but no one was going to be Ma Ruicheng's car.