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

Meng Jinan's voice was obscure and uneasy.

He originally wanted to call her sister, but when he thought of the disgusted eyes when the other party looked at him, he swallowed the call back.

The young man is now in Haicheng with his parents.

She lives in the same house that Zhou Yubai gave Meng Tingyao as a gift.

It has been less than half a year since the college entrance examination. Due to changes in his family, Meng Jinan has also grown a lot.

But knowledge that is left behind is lost.

No matter what, Meng Jinan can't learn it.

But at least he got down from the bottom position in his grade.

But his grades are so difficult to get into an ordinary undergraduate degree. He used to be able to rely on his family connections, but now...

Meng Jinan's eyes quickly flashed with pain.

He saw with his own eyes that his parents nodded and bowed to their former friends just to borrow a start-up capital.

Meng Jinan felt very sad.

He hated his incompetence.

The young man clenched his fists forbearingly, wishing in his heart that Meng Xingluan could change his mind.

He and his parents will definitely treat her well.

If Meng Xingluan didn't want to see Meng Tingyao at home, just kick her out.

They are a blood-related family.

This idea has been deeply ingrained in the young man's heart, and he firmly believes that Meng Xingluan is so cruel to them because of this reason.

It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon...

"I would be better off without this call from you."

The female voice was cold, and even through a screen, the young man could feel the strong sense of alienation.

Meng Jinan's heart suddenly tightened.

He was so stuffy that he almost couldn't breathe.

"Sister, can you go home? I know it was my fault before. I already know my mistake. It's all my fault that I hated you because I listened to Meng Tingyao...Sister, my parents and I both miss you..."

Meng Jinan's words seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, and he was so sincere that he almost shed two tears.

But Meng Xingluan gave a sarcastic sneer.

"Ah."

Meng Jinan was startled.

"Meng Jin'an, don't you feel disgusted by saying these things against your will? If you don't feel disgusted, it makes me feel disgusted."

"Can I still not know the wishful thinking you have in your mind? Now that the Meng family is in decline, you want me to help, right? Meng Jin'an, raise your pillow when you sleep at night. You can dream about everything."

Every word Meng Xingluan said touched the young man's heart.

Setsuna's face turned red with anger.

He retorted: "Don't talk nonsense! We really know we were wrong...Besides, how can relatives have an overnight feud? My parents and I don't blame you anymore. This is the Chinese New Year. Sister, you can go home."

Before saying this, Meng Xingluan had already turned on the recording function.

Every word and sentence spoken by Meng Jinan was clearly recorded.

In the dim light, the woman's peach blossom eyes shone sharply. She turned over, pulled the corners of her lips, and asked deliberately: "What about Meng Tingyao?"

Everyone in the Meng family regarded her as a treasure.

Before going bankrupt, I had all kinds of greetings. Why did my attitude change after I went bankrupt?

Meng Xingluan knew the reason very well.

It's just that she can't help the Meng family, and coupled with her dirty tricks, she has long been separated from the Meng family.

Meng Jinan did not answer immediately.

Instead, he frowned and hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and gave in.

"She has no blood relationship with me. If you really can't accept her, sister, I will convince my mother to let her not come back during the New Year. Sister, you are my biological sister, my parents' biological daughter. We were the ones who were confused before."

Meng Xingluan wanted to laugh even more.

She listened to Meng Jinan as if she were hearing a joke.

After a long while, Meng Xingluan said casually: "The place where you are living now should be Meng Tingyao's house, right? Kick her out... Isn't it appropriate?"

Every inch of land in Haicheng is precious.

A house like the one given by Zhou Yubai was in a luxurious location. Even if it was rented out, the monthly rent would start at five or six figures.

But now it is occupied by the Meng family.

And the people living there threatened to kick her out...

Meng Jinan held the phone tightly, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He said bravely: "My parents have raised her for so many years, and this apartment is not enough to pay for it. Sister, when will you come home, my parents and I can prepare in advance."

The young man has already begun to fantasize about the life after Meng Xingluan returns.

Now Meng Xingluan is rising, he knows many wealthy people, and he should have a lot of money.

When she uses it as start-up capital for her parents, I believe it won't be long before he can live the life of a wealthy young master again.

Meng Jinan was thinking so wildly that he could hardly suppress the smile on his lips.

But soon, Meng Xingluan's words made him unable to laugh anymore.

"When did I say I was coming back? Do I know you very well? You seem so cheap when you speak like a sister. Meng Jin'an, has anyone ever told you that you are really disgusting?"

‘Dudu——’

The busy signal coming from the other end of the phone made the young man feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The anger in my heart reached its peak.

With a bang, Meng Jinan threw the phone out and smashed it to pieces.

Outside the door, Meng's mother heard the noise and came over. She knocked on the door.

"Jin'an, what's wrong?"

Meng Jinan took a deep breath to calm down his anger.

He clenched his fists and said, "I'm fine, Mom, you can go to sleep."

……

*

Early the next morning, Meng Xingluan rarely stayed in bed for a while.

When she came back from her morning run, Song Nanzhu had already cooked the porridge.

Looking at the vegetables and pickles on the table, the woman raised her eyebrows.

"Why are you working so hard today?"

In the past, Song Nanzhu would still be sleeping in bed at this moment, and would never get up unless it was the last moment.

The young man hesitated.

"Just, I just can't sleep. Oh, senior sister, don't ask, just eat quickly."

He wouldn't say that he got up so early because Wei Heng came.

Otherwise, given Meng Xingluan's character, he might have to tease him.

The boy's face was so red that he almost buried his whole face in the bowl.

Meng Xingluan took a sip of porridge first.

Then he asked casually: "The Chinese New Year is almost here. Are you going back to the Song family to celebrate the New Year this year?"

After dealing with the stolen fortune of the Song family, they were on the right track. What status they had before was what they were now.

Song Nanzhu naturally became the distinguished young master Song.

But Song Nanzhu didn't want to go back and liked to stay at the Taoist temple.

To use his original words, the first and second senior brothers are now missing, and the third senior brother is stumbling upon reality. If he leaves again, Meng Xingluan will have no help.

The young man's words were beautiful, but only Meng Xingluan knew that there was another reason.

But if he didn't mention it, she wouldn't mention it.

"That's right, senior sister, why don't you go to my house during the Chinese New Year? It's bustling with people, and my grandfather and the others are still talking about you."

"talk later."

Meng Xingluan actually had plans for that day.

She was going to do something big.

But he can't tell Song Nanzhu now, otherwise he will make a fuss and go there together again due to his temperament.

After dinner, Meng Xingluan asked Song Nanzhu to stay and look after the house today.

Song Nanzhu looked shocked, "Senior sister, why are you going behind my back again?!"

The resentful tone was like that of a newlywed wife who was at home while her husband was out fooling around.

Meng Xingluan glanced at him.

"I'm going to find Jiang Miaomiao to check out."

She had not yet had time to move out of the house she rented in Haicheng. Seeing the New Year, Meng Xingluan also confirmed that he would stay in the capital to develop in the future.

So quit now.

After getting off the car from the mountain, Meng Xingluan went straight to the villa area where Jiang Miaomiao lived.

Outside, she saw a familiar car.