On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 122 Cooldown
After sending the text message, Tong Lu originally planned to wait for about half an hour, but Meng Wan obviously realized the mistake much faster than she imagined.

Only 3 minutes passed, the two people in the house had only finished washing and had no time to put on their clothes and order takeaway, and the reply came from there; this time Miss Meng not only responded quickly, but also the sincerity of the humble tone of the words reached an unprecedented level high.She even ends with an emoji: a sad face made up of greater than less than and a squiggly line.

"I think she must be thoughtless when doing things, and she didn't discuss it with her family." Ah Qiong softly rubbed over, put her head on Tong Lu's shoulder and looked at the phone with her: "Otherwise she is so proud of being alone How could you be so panicked after you succeeded in revenge?"

Looking at the description on the text message, most of the senders were scolded by their family members before receiving the analysis here, otherwise the speed of admitting mistakes would not be so fast.

"I agree with your point of view." After closing the text message, Tong Lu was silent for a few seconds, then lightly pinched the little face leaning on her shoulder, and asked softly, "Have you thought about what we should have for lunch today?" Already? I didn’t eat breakfast anyway, so it’s okay to take this opportunity to eat more.” Then I ignored the text message and opened the delivery software leisurely:

"Well, the one we ate at has coupons, but it's faster to order the restaurant downstairs, and there are discounts recently..." Looking at her relaxed look, it seemed like she hadn't seen the Meng family. It's like a text message for help.

Now is not the time to eat, is it?It was rare for Ah Qiong to wake up for a while, and he was not fooled by the food in front of him: "Well, Huo Di, who we ordered, should we postpone it for a while, didn't Meng Wan reply a text message for help just now?" She didn't know. Xie's eyes widened, and he took the other's arm and shook it back and forth: "Why don't you respond to her right away?"

"You should have already thought of a countermeasure, right?" The god couldn't understand what a human "Najo" was, and just kept urging: "Then hurry up and send it to others!" Can't wait!"

Why do smart people always suffer from misunderstandings?Tong Lu held back the shaking of half of her body, and waited until she had chosen lunch before explaining: "Can you please stop shaking?" She then poked Ah Qin's forehead: "I will feel dizzy if I keep shaking."

"Don't worry, I'm already solving the Meng family's problem." She blinked: "In a way that doesn't require a reply."

"Let me ask you, what do you think Meng Wan needs most now?"

"...to remove yourself from the suspicion of being suspected or even crazy revenge by the Zhou Group?" Ah Qin hesitated in reply: "Is that why they are so eager to ask you to admit their mistakes? Do they want you to give them a solution?"

"The solution will only be used by the Meng family in the future, but it is not the most urgently needed thing right now." Seeing that she really couldn't answer, Tong Lu didn't hold back: "Let me tell you, things have developed like this, Meng Wan and the rest of the Meng family Members are responsible. So, what they need most now is calmness and patience."

"The posture in front of Zhou Minghai's house this morning cannot be done by Meng Wan alone. She must have other helpers." Reopening the text message, the savior split the sentences bit by bit: "And, you have Notice that this text message incorporates the habits of at least three different people?"

"This also means that Meng Wan is not the only one who has been dazzled by revenge in the Meng family, but most of them have been involved. Before those people wake up, rashly giving suggestions may lead to more radical consequences. "

"It's good for them to let them hang out now." Tong Lu vowed: "It won't take too long, it's almost enough time for a meal, and there will be no delay. Hurry up, let's have lunch first."

really?Faced with her partner's remarks, Ah Qiong was always dubious, but in the end her growling stomach made her let go of her doubts and pick up her job.Forget it, anyway, isn't there a saying in the old saying of human beings that "you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry", now is probably the time to learn and apply it.

Besides, if you don't pay attention when eating, you can easily suffer from indigestion.

Therefore, the two people in the rental house temporarily put aside the Meng family's text messages, and happily enjoyed the brunch delivered to the door.

Different from the leisurely manner of the two people here, the atmosphere over the text message sending side can be described as extremely depressing.

Father Meng sat bowed on the sofa in the study, with his hands crossed against his chin, and the ashtray beside him was already full of cigarette butts; Mother Meng sat beside him, letting him breathe from behind; Leaning on a recliner with a cane, he plated the Wenwan walnuts in his hand quickly. In the tense atmosphere, he was the only one who was still in the mood to talk:

"How is it? Is there a reply?" Almost every minute, the old man would ask the same question again, but he was always disappointed:

"No, there has been no reply from Mad Dog!"

The three young men sitting in front of him were already trembling. They were staring at the screen of the mobile phone in the middle, trying to get some inspiration from the text message that the other party had replied.

These three people were none other than the culprit who planned the farce in the early morning: the Meng family's uncle, little aunt, and Meng Wan's benefactor.

"Is the mad dog angry?" After not seeing a reply for a long time, Mr. Meng couldn't help becoming worried: "Because of your impulsiveness, you disrupted the plan that they made for us in advance, and now they don't even want to talk to us..." He knocked on his crutches, and couldn't help sighing: I knew you would be so reckless, and I would stop you if you said anything!Hey, it's all my fault that I didn't realize it in advance! "

"No, no, how can you blame grandpa? We are the ones who committed suicide." After hearing this, Uncle Meng hurriedly got up and stopped him: "It's all my fault, I came up with this idea, and those tabloid media are all people I found I am the oldest among them, if something really happens this time, I will bear the responsibility of Zhou's revenge."

"It's my fault. Originally, Wanwan didn't want to find so many people. I found out and encouraged her..." The little aunt of the Meng family almost cried: "I'm too stupid. I only know the pleasure in front of me, and I don't even think about revenge. What happened, now people won't help us..."

"Wait, everyone calm down first." Among the three, Meng Wan is the calmest: "I don't think the matter has reached the point of no return. First of all, from the message that Mad Dog sent just now, it can be seen that he has not given up. Us. If he wanted to give up, he would not bother to explain to us the serious consequences of the matter carefully;”

"Also, this person has always been unpredictable in his actions. He didn't respond to messages in time, and he may be trying to figure out a way for us. It's like finding us the top-secret information of the Zhou family." She took a deep breath: "Taking a step back, even if he really intends to leave this matter alone, we should be able to figure out a solution by ourselves."

"And I don't think that side will ignore us." Pressing the phone to her heart, the young lady felt an inexplicable force in her heart: "The mad dog once made me muster up the courage to seize my own happiness. I don't think he will Give up lightly. There will be a turnaround."

Hope so.Everyone in the study room sighed. They didn't know the true identity of that "mad dog", but now they had to place their best hope on him.This waiting time is a torture for each of them.

Time passed quietly, and in this heavy room, every step of the second hand was infinitely magnified.

When everyone was approaching despair, the cell phone on Meng Wan's lap suddenly rang.

(End of this chapter)