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

After half an hour.

The two police officers walked out of the Taoist temple in despair.

When they got into the car, Meng Xingluan chased them.

"I forgot to mention it. Please go back and help me prepare a case. I want to sue the Meng family for abandonment and defamation. I will package the evidence together and send it to your boss."

So, that’s it? ? !

They thought Meng Xingluan had found out about his conscience and wanted to cooperate with their interrogation again!

After all, it was wrong.

But abandoned...

Did the Meng family abandon their biological daughter?

Out of curiosity, the police car drove down the mountain.

Meng Xingluan stood there for a while. When she turned around, she saw the thank-you speech at the door of the Taoist temple.

The man's eyes were deep and deep, but when he looked at her, his eyes were unbelievably gentle.

Meng Xingluan inevitably thought of the previous intimate behaviors.

Her expression remained calm, but her ears hidden under her hair couldn't help but turn red.

"Ms. Meng, I can help with this matter."

He wanted Meng Xingluan to rely on him more.

This is Xie Yanci's own selfishness.

But Meng Xingluan's character is not to rely on anyone.

Even during her marriage to Zhou Yubai, all her expenses were earned from her own labor.

The Zhou family is rich, and even if they don't like her, they won't treat her badly with money.

But Meng Xingluan was useless.

Furthermore, divorcing Zhou Yubai would be equivalent to leaving the house.

Two years of youth were wasted.

If only he had met her earlier.

In this way, Meng Xingluan will not be harmed.

"No, I can handle it myself."

The expected answer.

Xie Yanci was not surprised. He respected all the other party's choices.

Except returning to Zhou Yubai.

Zhou Yubai is simply not worthy of Meng Xingluan.

The man lowered his eyelids and suppressed the hint of evil that appeared on the surface.

When he raised his eyes again, he had returned to his usual gentle and sickly self.

"it is good."

The two of them entered the Taoist temple one after the other.

Zhong Siyu silently hid behind the pillar and watched this scene.

The bitterness in my heart has been completely submerged by my inferiority complex.

Originally, she was confident enough to go to the thank you banquet, but now...she started to shrink back when she saw Meng Xingluan.

Although the other party's family background is not very good, his ability can completely make up for it.

And according to Meng Xingluan's ability, she can be embraced by many wealthy families.

What a metaphysician does not lack most is status.

Zhong Siyu should have thought of it long ago.

At this moment, the obsession in her heart seemed not to be so strong.

The thank you speech was the white moonlight cinnabar mole she had when she was young.

Now Bai Yueguang has a master.

Just... pretty sad.

Zhong Siyu couldn't help but feel sore eyes. Before the tears fell, the cell phone rang with a notification tone.

She took out her phone and unlocked it.

The message sent to her was an unfamiliar WeChat account.

Ding Ying.

Zhong Siyu thought for a long time but couldn't think of this person's face.

When did she add it?

Does she know?

Is she familiar with him?

Questions popped up like cannonballs.

But out of politeness, she replied with two words.

[Zhong Siyu: Yes. 】

Just as I was about to put away my phone, the other party responded instantly.

[Ding Ying: Miss Zhong, are you in the capital? I happen to be there recently. I know there is a restaurant with delicious Sichuan food. Can I invite you to join me? 】

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The next day.

It had rained all night and finally cleared up.

Meng Xingluan's refusal to support his parents continues to spread on the Internet.

Sheng Chuli communicated with Meng Xingluan and issued a statement as soon as the police registered the matter.

He also lives for a long time.

I have never seen such a shameless person in my whole life.

Where did the Meng family get their face?

Even if they are dead, they have nothing to do with Meng Xingluan!

now.

The woman is sitting in the yard feeding the orange cat chicken breast jerky.

Song Nanzhu sat opposite her.

"Senior sister, do you really want to start business in three days?"

The young man looked troubled and his eyes were full of worry.

"Three days later is an auspicious day. If you miss it, there will be no better day than that."

"But senior sister, what if the people who hack you on the Internet team up to cause trouble? How about we wait until the storm of this matter has passed and we can open our business again?"

As a member of Meng Xingluan's support group, Song Nanzhu knew the seriousness of this matter very well.

Issues related to morality and law are simply not problems that can be solved by botnets.

Even if you press it again, the heat will come back.

And most of those who condemn Meng Xingluan are middle-aged and elderly.

The comments are so vicious that anyone with a glass heart would commit suicide immediately after reading them.

The support team has been staying up late these days to protect Meng Xingluan.

It was just exhausting.

But the parties involved didn’t take it seriously.

Her answer was also simple and crude.

Let the mastermind behind it be happy for a while first. The more proud she is, the harder she will fall.

Meng Xingluan will be punished.

Do you want her to suffer this injustice in vain? impossible.

"It depends on whether you can get to the top of the mountain."

Song Nanzhu: "?"

What do you mean?

Senior sister wants to bury traps on the way up the mountain?

The young man's imagination was immediately opened.

Just as he was getting more and more outrageous, the camera crew hurriedly ran over from the door.

"Master Meng! Our boss wants to ask you for a favor!"

The boss in his mouth naturally refers to Huo Hansheng.

The entire filming crew caught a cold yesterday and had to recuperate all night before continuing to work the next day.

Fortunately, Meng Xingluan gave him the cold-repelling charm, otherwise the whole team would have definitely entered the hospital today.

"What are you busy with?"

"Isn't it because the theme of our shooting is Chinese style? We are missing an action instructor right now. The teacher we are looking for has something to do at home and cannot come, so the boss asked me to ask you if you are willing to be our action instructor this time."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Meng Xingluan's facial expression.

"Master Meng, don't worry. I'll give you double the reward. I hope you can help me!"

The man spoke very sincerely.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Meng Xingluan has a relationship with Huo Hansheng, and there is money to take, so there is no reason to refuse.

The woman threw away the last bit of dried meat in her hand, lowered her head and typed with one hand, rejecting the dinner invitation sent by her thank-you speech.

Finally got up.

"Let's go."

The filming location is on the top of a mountain.

The sun has dispelled the coldness in the air, and even without the heating charm, it is still warm today.

He Jiaojiao was still worried about what happened yesterday.

I was out of shape several times in a row.

After her good sister Zhong Siyu guaranteed that there would be no more dirty things, she bravely took action.

The posture is stiff and none of them are usable.

He Jiaojiao knew that it was her fault, so she had no choice but to apologize repeatedly.

Meng Xingluan had already reached the top of the mountain, and Song Nanzhu caught up with him panting.

"Sister, someone is here to return the jade pendant!"