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

The restaurant is heated.

As soon as he stepped into this place, Meng Xingluan took off the scarf from his neck.

The white swan neck is exposed to the air.

The woman was tall, with long arms and legs, especially her face, which was so perfect that it seemed as if it was God's proud work.

Her long black hair was messy and scattered behind her back, adding a bit of unruliness to her.

"Long wait, Mrs. Xie."

Meng Xingluan's voice was clear and cold, neither humble nor overbearing.

She pulled out the chair and chose to sit opposite Pei Yuan.

Zhong Siyu stared at her with a confused and confused look, opened his mouth, and finally closed it again.

She chose to keep her mouth shut.

A flash of surprise flashed through Pei Yuan's eyes, and her first impression of Meng Xingluan was very good.

It’s no different than what you see online.

It can even be said that Meng Xingluan is more beautiful in reality.

Pei Yuan finally understood why her youngest son was so devoted to a woman.

pity--

Meng Xingluan was married before.

Pei Yuan quickly put away the excess emotion in his eyes and returned to being cold again.

"Miss Meng."

She was polite, and her face showed no attitude.

Waiters came in one after another with plates to serve the food, and soon, a large round table was piled up without any gaps.

Meng Xingluan: "..."

Pei Yuan may have misunderstood her.

She ordered so many dishes that she couldn't finish them all, and she wasn't a big eater.

Pei Yuan: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered one."

Meng Xingluan understood, and then said: "I'm not picky about food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the private room fell into silence.

Zhong Siyu lowered his head and concentrated on eating, suddenly feeling that he shouldn't have stayed just now.

She couldn't guess Pei Yuan's attitude towards Meng Xingluan.

But according to the tradition of the Xie family, a woman of low birth will definitely not be allowed to marry into the Xie family.

In fact, after that day, Zhong Siyu went to check Meng Xingluan's background in private.

The daughter of a declining wealthy family in Haicheng is not as decent as the Zhong family.

Apart from his great abilities, he doesn't seem to have any other advantages.

But even so, Zhong Siyu still had a sense of crisis.

She ate a piece of cucumber from the bowl, put down her chopsticks and said, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

As soon as Zhong Siyu left, only Meng Xingluan and Pei Yuan were left in the entire private room.

The former was very calm from beginning to end.

She doesn't eat slowly, but she's still so elegant that there's nothing wrong with her.

Very educated.

A look of satisfaction quickly flashed across Pei Yuan's eyes.

She said: "Miss Meng, I have no other intention in inviting you here today. I am just curious about what you think about the banquet speech now."

Meng Xingluan put down his chopsticks and showed due courtesy.

A pair of peach blossom eyes make people unable to help but indulge in them.

Even Pei Yuan, who has seen strong winds and waves, has to admit that Meng Xingluan is really beautiful.

And it's very beautiful and aggressive.

Just looking at his face, her son is still worthy of her.

Pei Yuan fell silent as soon as the idea came up.

Why should she think so?

Shouldn't Meng Xingluan be worthy of her son?

Pei Yuan used coldness to cover up his inner contradictions.

"I have no thoughts of falling in love at the moment."

Meng Xingluan's tone was calm, his eyes were as unfocused as ever, and there was no trace of lying at all.

She actually thought about it a lot before coming.

Thanks also to the magical thoughts that Xu Jiajia usually instills.

Today, Pei Yuan's style is changed to the plot in Ba Zong's novel, where the hero's mother finds the hero's sweetheart, and then condescendingly offers her a 500 million dollar bill to make her leave her son.

but now--

Meng Xingluan's eyes flashed, and his direction was obviously different.

Pei Yuan couldn't do such a thing.

Pei Yuan: "What about the future?"

"You can't tell what will happen in the future."

After hearing Meng Xingluan's answer, Pei Yuan's first reaction was that Meng Xingluan was a scumbag.

Xie Yanci's intention was very clear, but Meng Xingluan knew it clearly, but he remained silent without making any response.

Isn't this what the scumbag is called on the Internet?

Pei Yuan couldn't help but mourn for his son.

If you want to catch Meng Xingluan, you may have to work harder.

After thinking about it, Pei Yuan fell silent again.

Finally choose to shut up.

Just as Zhong Siyu arrived, the meal ended in silence.

The three of them walked out one after the other.

Zhong Siyu followed Pei Yuan, "Aunt Pei, let me take you home first."

Pei Yuan thought of the bloody disaster Zhong Siyu mentioned just now.

She believes in metaphysics.

So I didn’t refuse the other party’s kindness.

Pei Yuan arranged for a driver to take Meng Xingluan back, but Meng Xingluan said, "I'm with you, she can't solve it."

By this she was obviously referring to Zhong Siyu.

Hearing this, Zhong Siyu frowned displeased and looked at Meng Xingluan.

"Miss Meng, I am very grateful to you for saving me last time, but I am fully prepared this time. I am not that weak."

Meng Xingluan glanced at her lightly.

He just smiled and didn't answer.

Zhong Siyu: "..."

Why does it feel like Meng Xingluan despises her?

Pei Yuan has lived for so long and has experienced everything, but he has never experienced anything like today.

Three people were riding in the same car.

It is equivalent to two metaphysicians escorting Pei Yuan back.

Zhong Siyu's nerves were tense throughout the whole process, and she clutched the cross she brought with her with both hands.

Meng Xingluan glanced down.

Her cross was carved from fine sandalwood.

The workmanship is fine, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a beautiful decoration.

Zhong Siyu has some strength.

Meng Xingluan yawned and looked away from the window.

The night is getting darker.

As the luxury car drove on the way to Xie's house, Meng Xingluan was counting the time in his heart.

When the minute hand reached three, she said, "Take the path."

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror, and after getting Pei Yuan's permission, he turned the steering wheel and drove into the small road.

The path was bumpy and shaky.

Zhong Siyu pursed her lips, suppressing the nausea that came over her.

At this moment, things changed.

The driver suddenly braked, and the three of them fell forward due to inertia. Zhong Siyu's forehead hit the back of the seat, and a big red envelope immediately appeared.

She took a breath in pain, and her eyes filled with saline water.

"what happened?"

Pei Yuan quickly calmed down.

A face full of coldness.

The driver's hands were trembling, "Husband, madam, there is someone in front of you, she, she has no legs!"

One sentence added an air of terror to the silent night.

Zhong Siyu covered her forehead and said, "Ms. Meng, you said we should take a small road. Didn't you expect that this kind of thing would happen?"

Her ability was not enough and she could only calculate that Pei Yuan had suffered a bloody disaster.

I don’t know what it is exactly.

But Meng Xingluan shouldn’t.

Faced with the accusation, Meng Xingluan put one hand on the doorknob.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with a biting coldness.

She chuckled lightly.

"Forget it, it's just because you know it that you choose to take the small road."