Quickly wear: The villain’s mother is pampered

When Meng Zan arrived at Shen Zhiyifa's location, he saw two people squatting at the intersection, and a driver in a black suit standing guard next to the car.

"Ajing, Ajing, are you okay?"

Seeing that he was reluctant to answer, Meng Zan turned to look at Shen Zhiyi eagerly.

"Has he always been like this before I came?"

Shen Zhiyi frowned and nodded.

Meng Zan didn't care that it was in public, and there were even some onlookers hiding in the distance to peek, and hugged Du Jing tightly.

He said in a voice that was so affectionate that people couldn't help but indulge in it: "Ajing, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I promise I will never do this again in the future. Let's go home, okay?"

Meng Zan didn't care whether Du Jing answered or not, he hugged him and sat directly in the car.

Opening the car window, he looked at Shen Zhiyi in a neat suit outside the window: "I'll take him back first. You should go home early too! Don't worry about Meng Sinian."

Without waiting for Shen Zhiyi's reply, he simply let the driver in front of him leave, leaving Shen Zhiyi in the distance to be watched by people who didn't know the truth.

Shen Zhiyi didn't care about this either. She kept thinking about what Du Jing had just said to her.

"Be careful with Meng Sinian, be careful with the Meng family."

She had concealed Du Jing's condition just now, but at least he was awake for just ten seconds.

But why did Du Jing ask her to be careful about her husband? And why did you say those strange words!

What's even more strange is that Du Jing's hands are flawless and as clean as jade.

This is obviously not something that a painter who loves painting has. When a painter is painting, his hands will always be stained with a little color inadvertently, but there is nothing on Du Jing's hands, and there are no calluses from holding the brush all year round. He must have stopped painting for a long time.

What makes a young man who loves painting as much as his life stop painting?

Shen Zhiyi thought secretly in his heart. It seemed that he needed to investigate to find out what secrets were hidden in this.

Shen Zhiyi immediately contacted a private detective, hoping to dig out the truth of the matter from Du Jing's breakthrough point.

Meng Sinian is now a little anxious waiting at home. Judging from Shen Zhiyi's past situation, he should be at home now!

But why haven't you come back after so long?

Turning on the monitor on the computer, it connected to the signal from the small mezzanine of Shen Zhiyi's briefcase.

But to Meng Sinian's disappointment, there was no sound from there.

Could it be that the person named Zhao is looking for a confidant again.

Meng Zhang looked at Meng Sinian pacing back and forth in the living room, leisurely eating fruit on the table.

Meng Sinian suddenly turned his attention to him, and Meng Zhang immediately asked warily: "What do you want to do?"

Meng Sinian slowly approached Meng Zhang, and Meng Zhang also retreated calmly.

To Meng Zhang's surprise, Meng Sinian actually handed over his mobile phone: "Call your mother and ask her when she will be back?"

Meng Zhang: "..."

"Why don't you fight, let me fight."

"Fight if you are told, don't talk so much nonsense."

Meng Zhang was forced to dial the familiar number, and the person on the other side of the phone quickly connected.

"looking for me?"

"Mom, when will you come back? I miss you so much."

Shen Zhi realized that it was Meng Zhang, and his tone immediately softened: "Zhang Zhang, mom will go back in a while, and she is still on the way."

"Mom, please be safe. I'll wait for you at home."

"Okay, goodbye, Zhangzhang."

Meng Sinian felt a split in his heart for a moment. Why did his tone suddenly change after he knew it was Meng Zhang?

Her son had been with her for several years, but he had fallen in love with her more than ten years ago. He had been waiting for the opportunity, but in the end he couldn't even compare to a child.

Shen Zhiyi arrived home a few minutes after talking to Meng Zhang.

The first man observed Meng Sinian calmly, but he saw that Meng Sinian seemed to be wilted and listless.

Afraid of arousing unnecessary suspicion, I only took a few quick glances.

Meng Zhang noticed Shen Zhiyi looking at Meng Sinian for a few seconds, and snickered in his heart. It seemed that his resentful father had finally come to an end.

After that, Shen Zhiyi behaved as usual, without any special behavior.

But at night, Meng Sinian wanted to be like yesterday, but Shen Zhiyi refused.

"I'm not feeling very well today. Let's try another day!"

Meng Sinian retracted his hand and said: "Okay."

But he secretly thought in his heart that something must have happened today, and Shen Zhiyi treated him very differently.

We have to check it out for him tomorrow!

Early the next morning, Meng Sinian was awakened by the ringing of the phone. He glanced at Shen Zhiyi, who was still sleeping beside him, quickly hung up the phone and came outside the room.

"Hey, Brother Yang, what's going on? Did something happen online?"

The fact that Brother Yang could call him so early meant that something happened online.

"Yes, go check it out online!"

Meng Sinian's manager was also shocked when he turned on his cell phone in the morning. The Internet was full of copycats about his artist's relationship with the popular little girl Ye Yanran.

I also copied pictures that had been refuted before.

Meng Sinian had already read it all, with a sneer on his lips: "Where's the agency?"

"The company responded that the news came out too quickly, and by the time it responded, it was already too late."

The two people present did not believe the statement given by the company at all. How could they not control it at all? They just wanted to use his popularity to make money.

"Brother Yang, my contract with the company will end soon this month. Are you willing to come with me?"

The person on the other end of the phone was slightly surprised for a second, and then said without hesitation: "Of course, where are you, Brother Yang? Brother Yang has followed you all these years, and we have supported each other all the way. From being a little transparent in the circle, we have become You are one of the best in the industry, and my achievements today are indispensable for your efforts."

"Okay, Brother Yang, stop sensationalizing, buy some water and suppress this matter as much as possible, and then post the last photo you took of Ye Yanran and the financial sponsor!"

"Si Nian, her sponsor seems to be quite close. Isn't it inappropriate?"

Meng Sinian's eyes shone coldly, like a sword soaked in ice: "He's just a clown who made his fortune off his wife. If my wife's family knows about this, he will definitely have no time to take care of us."

"Okay, but Si Nian, how did you know about this?"

"I overheard it, so just do it for now! If you have any situations later, tell me and I'll figure it out."

"Okay, hang up first!"

In the entertainment industry, such embarrassing things are unavoidable. If you don't be tough, you can only wait to be bullied by others.

Moreover, when Meng Sinian entered the entertainment industry, he did not have a family to protect him. He only relied on his passion to hold up a small sky.

Meng Sinian looked at the chirping birds outside the window, his eyes flashing with cruelty.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Zhiyi's voice suddenly came from behind.