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

The man wears a windbreaker, with broad shoulders and narrow waist.

There was a casual smile on his handsome face, and he was holding a hot breakfast in his hand.

Pei Yuan faced him face to face.

Out of a woman's first instinct, Pei Yuan felt that the man in front of her was not simple.

She frowned, and before she could speak, Meng Xingluan had already walked up to her and said, "Aunt Pei, this is my junior brother."

A trace of obscurity flashed across Shen Que's eyes quickly.

He looked away at the man lying on the hospital bed and smiled wildly, "Hello, I am Shen Que."

Pei Yuan's complexion became slightly gentle.

Since he is Meng Xingluan's junior brother, he is his own family.

Afterwards, Meng Xingluan took Shen Que outside to chat alone.

The two of them were sitting on chairs in the corridor. This floor was eerily empty, and no one else was allowed to come in and out at will.

The Xie family has a great business and has made many enemies.

Now the real situation of the thank you banquet is sealed to the outside world, and the fear is that unintentional people will do something irreversible.

That's why Pei Yuan was so hostile to Shen Que just now.

"Senior sister, I have already taken care of what happened last night and it will not affect you... The child was picked up."

Meng Xingluan had already expected it.

Yang Zao knows how to raise Gu, and the value she brings does not allow those people to give up easily.

Now that Shu Jinsheng is dead, he must not lose another chess piece.

"Did they say anything?"

Shen Que was silent for a moment before saying, "Senior sister, I asked you to wait."

Who wouldn’t say harsh words?

Meng Xingluan curled her lips sarcastically and lowered her eyes.

"Is Shu Liang awake?"

"I asked someone to check. He woke up last night, but he has not yet met the standards for discharge."

Shen Que looked at Meng Xingluan, with incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

His hand on his knee was slightly curled, and his eyes fell on the other person's bandaged forearm.

If he had not hesitated to show up at that time... Senior sister would not have been injured.

Shen Que's eyes were full of self-blame.

A woman's cold voice came to my ears.

"Have you ever dealt with Shu Liang?"

"No."

Shen Que indeed had never dealt with Shu Liang.

Even Shu Jinsheng has not seen him a few times.

Meng Xingluan did not ask any more questions, but jumped to other topics.

"Where did you go after you left the Taoist temple?"

The question finally came.

Shen Que's heart was raised and he felt his nerves tense inexplicably.

"I'm home."

He didn't say much else.

He didn't want to expose his dirty side in front of Meng Xingluan.

Family?

It's just something that binds him.

The man's eyebrows were filled with a mocking look, half-smiling but not smiling.

The two fell silent.

Meng Xingluan raised his hand and rubbed his sore eyebrows, feeling a little tired.

Shen Que was tangled and struggling in his heart.

Suddenly a cell phone ring broke the quiet atmosphere.

The three words dancing on the screen made the man's eyes freeze instantly.

Meng Xingluan raised his eyes and looked at him.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of picking up, he said, "Take it."

Shen Que hesitated for a moment, said to the woman, "Wait for me," and then walked aside to answer the phone.

"what's up?"

"Brother Mu Yan, when will you come back? I miss you so much. Uncle Shen asked me to come to your house for dinner tonight. I feel a little embarrassed to be alone..."

Her charming voice was full of coquettishness.

The disgust in Shen Que's eyes almost overflowed, but his words were always lazy and casual.

"I have something to deal with here. If you don't want to go to dinner, just find a reason to refuse. I'll be back in a few days to take you shopping."

Listening to the man's magnetic voice, the woman on the other end of the phone pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction and said reluctantly: "Okay, but please hurry up as much as possible. I really miss you, everywhere~"

The ambiguous tone made Shen Que's stomach churn.

His face turned pale, and he clenched his fist tightly with his other hand. He took a deep breath to suppress the anger.

"it is good."

Shen Que hung up the phone and did not immediately turn back to Meng Xingluan.

Instead, he adjusted his emotions before turning around.

The woman was sitting there with her back leaning against the chair. Her black hair was a little messy at the ends, her skin was white, her eyebrows were delicate, but the black eyes under her eyes made her look very tired.

She didn't ask whose call it was.

She respects Shen Que's privacy.

Shen Que inserted the straw into the soy milk and handed it to her.

"Senior sister, have some drink."

"I had porridge this morning."

The man's hand stopped in mid-air, and finally he took it back stiffly.

Their relationship is not as close as it was at Bodhi Taoist Temple.

Shen Que is the same age as Meng Xingluan, but he is three months older than her.

He has an unruly temperament and is the second child brought home by Taoist Master Qingxu.

He became a disciple that day.

At that time, Meng Xingluan just lived in the temple and did not become a disciple.

According to normal operation, he should be a well-deserved senior brother, but later Meng Xingluan refused to accept it and insisted on calling him senior sister.

The two had a heated argument, and finally Taoist Master Qingxu came out to seek justice and suggested that they fight, and whoever wins will be the bigger one.

So the two of them each took a mahogany sword and fought with brute force alone.

In the end, Shen Que was defeated.

The mahogany sword in his hand was broken into two pieces.

At that time, Shen Que remembered that his eyes immediately turned red and he was about to cry the next second.

The victorious Meng Xingluan looked at him from above, disdainful of such crying behavior.

Taunted him twice.

Finally, she reluctantly comforted him not to cry.

——"You're a boy and you're not ashamed to cry. Okay, okay, since I'm your senior sister now, I should take care of you. I'll carve a mahogany sword for you when the time comes. What's your name?"

——"Shen Que."

The memory ended here, and the man suddenly asked: "Senior sister...is he, good to you?"

Naturally, he was referring to the thank-you speech.

Ever since the master drove them down the mountain, he had been forcibly taken home by his father's people.

But usually he also secretly pays attention to Meng Xingluan.

Knowing that she divorced that scumbag Zhou Yubai, and later fell in love with Xie Yanci...

Everything seemed to be getting better slowly, but... Shen indeed felt that his heart hurt.

Even jealous of the thank you banquet speech.

He knew this feeling was wrong, but he couldn't control it at all.

Especially after what happened... He who was dirty was no longer worthy of his clean senior sister.

A look of pain flashed across Shen Que's eyes.

The woman's answer rang in her ears.

"very good."

Suppressing the bitterness welling up in his heart, Shen Que said, "Then I'll be relieved."

"How are you?"

Meng Xingluan looked at Shen Que's face, his peach blossom eyes were clear, as if he could see into the depths of a person's soul.

Shen Que tilted his head subconsciously. He knew that Meng Xingluan was very good at reading faces. Although he had used other methods to cover his face before coming, he was still afraid that the woman would see any clues.

He didn't want to expose his dirty and ugly side to Meng Xingluan.

"pretty good."

Meng Xingluan nodded clearly, "I'm going to find Song Nanzhu and the others now, together?"

Of course Shen Que would not refuse.

He looked at the thinly dressed woman and was about to take off his coat, but was stopped by the woman.

"No, my cousin who thanked me for the banquet yesterday brought me one."

After saying that, Meng Xingluan asked him to wait for a while and then entered the ward.

Pei Yuan was standing by the window talking on the phone.

After hearing the noise, he spoke faster and waited until he hung up the phone before looking at the woman who was putting on her coat.

"Luanluan, want to go out?"

"Well, there's something I need to take care of. I'll come back when I'm done."

Pei Yuan didn't stop him.

She watched Meng Xingluan walk to her youngest son's bedside, lean down and say something in Xie Yanci's ear.

"I'm going out to do some errands and I'll come back to see you later."

Xie Yanci showed no response.

Meng Xingluan left.

She put on a mask and walked side by side with Shen Que outside the hospital.

Shen Que's car was parked outside.

The license plate number was a series of consecutive numbers. Meng Xingluan took a few more glances. The man opened the car door in a gentlemanly manner, and she bent down and sat in.

Shen Que sat in the driver's seat.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"Bodhi Taoist Temple."

Shen Que started the engine and drove the car smoothly along the way. There were no other shortcomings except that the speed was a bit slow.

On the way up the mountain, Meng Xingluan suddenly asked him: "Shen Que, Shen Muyan...is that your real name?"