The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Say something.

Zhou Yubai really guessed right this time.

Meng Xingluan really wants to return to Haicheng.

Sheng Fan had previously promised to hold a parent-teacher conference for her in her senior year of high school.

The assistant gave the man a positive answer.

He thought for a moment and then added: "Ms. Meng also bought a ticket back to Haicheng."

The man's eyes were cold and he frowned.

"Meng Tingyao?"

"Yes, I seem to be going to hold a parent-teacher meeting for my younger brother."

Zhou Yubai didn't know anything about this.

He felt a little unhappy about the other party's deliberate concealment.

But remembering what happened last time...

His preference for Meng Tingyao disappeared in an instant.

As time changes, things change.

Not to mention people.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Zhou Yubai's eyes.

When he looked at the hospital entrance again, Meng Xingluan and Xie Yanci were nowhere to be seen?

……

*

Four in the morning.

Meng Xingluan was still sitting in the corridor of the hospital.

Song Nanzhu sat next to her while yawning.

"Senior sister, who do you think will leak this plan? No one can eavesdrop, right?"

Meng Xingluan looked through the entries and posts on the hot search with a cold expression.

She can trust Wang Tian and his group.

They are all the proud sons of a wealthy family, and there is no way they would do such a despicable thing.

So who is it?

Meng Xingluan frowned and fell into deep thought.

But after thinking for a long time, I still had no clue.

Song Nanzhu suddenly made a bold guess, "It couldn't be someone else's fortune teller, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the corridor fell into an eerie silence.

Meng Xingluan turned his head and looked at Song Nanzhu.

The young man was mostly awake from his drowsiness at the moment.

"Master, Senior Sister?"

"Your guess is not impossible."

"Who can even calculate yours, senior sister?"

Meng Xingluan chuckled lightly, his eyes calm.

"I'm not the only one who knows my birth date."

Song Nanzhu was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, he said solemnly: "Senior sister, do you mean those scumbags from the Meng family?"

The Meng family must know the exact date and time of her birth if she gave birth to her.

but……

Even if she knew it, a metaphysician with abilities below hers would only suffer backlash if she forced her calculations.

and so……

"It's not me they're counting on, it's Yingying."

Yingying's fate is not hidden, anyone who can read faces can figure out something.

This time she was careless.

Song Nanzhu looked at Meng Xingluan's face and suddenly asked: "Senior sister, do you know who did it?"

"Who else could be there besides that thief Shu Liang?"

The other party may hold a grudge.

But she doesn't know how to use a fuel-efficient lamp either.

I guess Shu Jinsheng has been awake for a few days now.

How about... just sleep for a few more days?

A bad light flashed in the woman's eyes.

After a few minutes.

The door to the nearby ward was opened, and a middle-aged man walked out.

He has a slicked back hair and regular facial features.

There is still black and blue stubble on his chin.

"Miss Meng, thank you so much for what happened today! If it weren't for you, I would..."

At the end of the sentence, he choked up.

He is married for the second time.

I have an eldest daughter who is now married.

The woman in the ward was his second wife and gave birth to their son.

But before she could be happy, the child was stolen in the hospital.

At that time, they felt like the sky was falling, but luckily, their good deeds were rewarded with good deeds.

A kind man ran out midway and helped them find the child!

The great good man Meng Xingluan stood up calmly, his eyebrows were cold, and his facial features looked slightly inhumane under the cold light.

"The one you have to thank is not me, but Yingying."

Because it was too late, Xie Yan resigned and asked Ji Chi to come over and take Yingying back to rest first.

Originally he insisted on staying, but was driven back ruthlessly.

It is said that he is weak and cannot stay up late.

Xie Yanci: ...It seems like you are overdoing it.

"English?"

The middle-aged man repeated the name in confusion.

"Yes, if she hadn't put herself in danger, your child wouldn't have come back."

After working hard for nearly a day, she gave all the merit points she earned to Yingying.

If you take good care of Ziweixing, you will get more rewards in the future.

and……

Meng Xingluan took out his mobile phone and pulled out a photo from the album.

The photo was a half-length photo of Yingying.

"Does she look familiar to you?"

Seeing his benefactor hand over the mobile phone, the middle-aged man Yang Zhezai looked at it carefully several times.

Hey.

Don't tell me, it looks familiar.

Who is it like?

Yang Zhe frowned and thought deeply. After 2 minutes, he suddenly hit his head and suddenly realized.

"This kid looks like one of my brothers!"

Song Nanzhu's eyes widened in shock.

"Fuck, are you serious?"

Did they find Yingying's family by accident?

Meng Xingluan looked much calmer than Song Nanzhu.

She took back her phone and looked up at Yang Zhe.

"Did their family ever lose a child?"

Meng Xingluan only discovered this clue by accident.

When Yingying held the baby, she saw the family line connecting the two of them.

It doesn't count as a family line.

But Yingying does have a connection with that baby.

Maybe starting from here we can figure out Yingying's life experience.

"Yes! Their family had a child, but the nanny lost him in less than a month!"

Yang Zhe was filled with anger when he mentioned this.

It took him a few seconds to suddenly react, and he looked up and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Miss Meng, you mean that Yingying is the child my brother lost?"

"You have to see people to draw conclusions."

Meng Xingluan did not give a definite answer.

Yang Zhe immediately said: "Then I will call my brother over now!"

Meng Xingluan glanced at the time and then at Song Nanzhu.

After careful consideration, he said, "If we get in touch, you can connect with him. I'll fly to Haicheng at [-] o'clock in the morning."

Yang Zhe expressed understanding.

Just as he was taking out his cell phone to make a call, Meng Xingluan reminded him.

"As expected, the police will come to question you at dawn."

Yang Zhe: "?"

……

*

nine in the morning.

When Meng Xingluan came out of the airport, Sheng Fan was already waiting outside.

She is wearing the school uniform, has a slim figure, and her facial features are still beautiful even though she has not put any makeup on.

As soon as she saw Meng Xingluan, Sheng Fan's eyes lit up.

"Sister Meng!"

The two successfully reunited.

Sheng Fan and Meng Xingluan sat next to each other in the back seat.

"Sister Meng, let's go have a meal first. The parent-teacher meeting won't be held until two in the afternoon."

Meng Xingluan didn't sleep much all night and yawned a little sleepily.

She leaned back on the comfortable and soft chair and closed her eyelids.

"If you're hungry, eat first and I'll take a nap."

Sheng Fan could see the woman's fatigue. If she had known that Sister Meng was like this, she should have told her not to come in advance.

But Meng Xingluan like this made her even more grateful.

Sure enough, Sister Meng cared about her, even though she was so tired, she still wanted to fly to the appointment.

So impressed!

Sheng Fan stopped making any sound, quietly took out his cell phone from his schoolbag, and started to read the news in the class group.

When I saw the list of names for the parent-teacher meeting, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

Is it that scheming girl Meng Tingyao who came to hold a parent-teacher conference for Meng Jinan? !