Seventy is so sweet, she married the toughest guy and was pampered

He not only expressed his gratitude verbally, but also asked people to take photos after arriving at the compound.

"It will be published in the daily newspaper in the afternoon, so that the people can learn more about your style. In addition, it can be regarded as a disincentive to Wang Jianjun."

Hearing this, both of them nodded.

Coming out of it, Xia Ran was in a happy mood.

"It's unbelievable. What did I do? I am so powerful. I helped you arrest the suspect. Thinking about it is like a dream."

"It's nothing amazing," Li Meng chuckled, "It's just a blind cat encountering a dead mouse."

Everyone was also hungry and prepared to go back to the hot pot restaurant. From here to the hot pot restaurant, they had to cross a whole road. There were many time-honored shops on both sides of the road. This adventure made the three of them feel fun and exciting.

After walking for a while, Li Meng stood on the road.

Xia Ran noticed that Li Meng's eyes were looking straight into the distance, and she also cast her gaze over. She noticed that a young man with a straight body and a graceful woman in a cheongsam were standing in front of a dazzling counter to choose something.

Although the woman did not look back, her back looked very much like Zhang Guoxiang.

"Ashanti?"

Both of them were shocked, but both of them knew how this could be Axiang.

In the jewelry store, the man pointed at the items inside the glass counter.

"Axiang, we will buy whatever you like. If you don't like it, we will make it custom-made."

"Don't spend any more money on me, thank you."

Ever since she saved this man, Zhang Guoxiang has fallen into honey. This man treats her in every possible way. It's a pity that he has a family, otherwise Zhang Guoxiang would have considered staying together.

In fact, she wanted to go back to see her mother. It was still more than a month before her mother got the steel plate. Now that Zhang's mother had no income, her life was probably very tight.

Zhang Guoxiang did not show up, fearing that she would be turned away by her mother.

In fact, Zhang’s mother thought about it for a long time and realized that she had gone too far.

It is indeed not good for this matter to spread out, but her daughter is the victim after all. She is going to find her daughter, but the world is so big, what is this other than finding a needle in a haystack?

Zhang’s mother felt uncomfortable and often felt sorry for herself.

Today, as she was about to go out for a walk, someone knocked on the door.

When he opened it, he saw that it was a child from a family living downstairs. The little slug held up a huge net bag in his hand. There were all kinds of fruits in it, all colorful and ripe.

"For you."

The child smiled.

"Give it to me?" When did they become so generous? You know, although this is not a slum, the conditions of the people who can live here are not very good. The child smiled, pursed his lips to the back, and quickly scratched his head, "It's a big brother and a sister who asked me to give it to you." .”

"What does she look like?" Mother Zhang was not in a hurry to take the fruit. She anxiously grabbed the little guy's shoulders and asked, "What does the girl look like?"

"Just...tall and thin, good to look at."

"Big eyes? High nose bridge?" Zhang's mother asked, standing up quickly and gesturing in front of herself, "This height, right?"

The little guy nodded hurriedly, and Zhang's mother hurriedly ran to the stairs to take a look. Zhang Guixiang and Zhang hurriedly hid in the dark, so Zhang's mother didn't see anything. She was so angry that she grabbed the fruit and threw it away.

Suddenly, the pomegranates and grapes rushed down the steps and jumped down like a ball.

"Go away, you shameless guy, do I care about your buying something? Do I care about it?"

The child was frightened and squatted down, "Don't waste it if you don't want it." He quickly picked up the grapes and ate them.

Zhang’s mother went back angrily.

When she disappeared at the top of the stairs, the man said gently: "Go in."

Zhang Guoxiang had already burst into tears and choked up: "She will never forgive me again, she hates me."

"That matter has nothing to do with you. Now you have a way to retaliate against everyone who has hurt you. Do it. I will help you and make you get what you want." The man is like the God of Death. Because of this life-saving grace, he helps everything Zhang Guoxiang.

Zhang Guoxiang's eyes were cold and she said with hatred: "I thought Li Meng was helping me. It was her who made me infamous. She let everyone know what happened to me. I hate her so much."

"Then take revenge." The man's voice was mechanical and cold.

"And Xia Ran." After sending Tang Yonglong to prison, Zhang Guoxiang began to think about what happened before. She was going to plot against this group of people one by one, but she had already forgotten her kindness. "If it weren't for her, Tang Yonglong will not come either."

"Yes."

The man nodded calmly.

On the other side, the three of them returned to the hot pot restaurant.

Business here is still booming. Xia Ran borrowed the phone to call her family to report that she was safe. Li's mother breathed a sigh of relief, entered the private room, and started eating. Zhang Qianqian pointed to the opposite side, "They will close soon."

"Thank you."

"Thank me?" Li Meng laughed dumbly, "If it's not all your efforts, what does it have to do with me? There is really no need to thank me."

Zhang Qianqian pointed at herself, "At that time, I was in a dark place. I thought that after my divorce, I would never recover in my life. Just tell me, what can I do? What can I do? But now you want me to understand that I am helpless. unable."

"That's good, I brought out your potential."

They both laughed.

When she got home, there was already a call from the editorial department of Los Angeles Daily, insisting on interviewing Li Meng. Regarding the bravery of Li Meng and Ling Shuoye, there was actually nothing to twist and turn, so she summed it up in one sentence.

But the other party refused to give up, and even asked Li Meng to extend it to other aspects, "How can you tell a story so horizontally and vertically? You need to explain why, and we can better appeal to the majority of people to help."

"That's it," Li Meng started to make up a story. He thought that his wild words would be interrupted by the other party, but he didn't know that art processing requires this. Instead, they listened with interest. When everything was told, there was almost no applause. " Okay, that’s good, just wait and you’ll know the news tomorrow.”

Li Meng had no intention of becoming famous.

On the way home, I met Mrs. Wang.

Or rather, Mrs. Wang was sitting back and waiting. When she realized that Mrs. Wang was about to talk to him, Li Meng signaled Ling Shuoye and Ai Ran to wait while she approached them.

"Mrs. Wang."

"How are you, Li Meng?" They haven't seen each other for a long time. Although she hated Li Meng deeply, she still greeted her politely. Li Meng smiled sweetly and nodded.

"Let's talk?"

It’s imperative, isn’t it?

The two walked forward, Mrs. Wang's mood was very stable, "I knew he would have such a day back then. At that time, I advised him to stop in moderation, but you also know that once a person is entangled in the bridle of fame and wealth, , it’s extremely difficult to do anything I want to do, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, the matter has come to this, I only have one thing to say, Li Meng, please help me.”