Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Time passed, and under Meng's father's "careful training", little Meng Chen grew up.

At the age of eighteen, Meng Chen relied on his efforts in recent years to firmly control M Group and became the youngest chairman. At the same time, the former chairman of M Group, Meng Yin, retired due to aging and illness. Ask about worldly affairs and concentrate on self-cultivation in the old house.

Meng Yin's lover who had been with him for more than 20 years and their son were deported for committing crimes.

This is news announced to the outside world. In fact, Meng Yin is a "perfect work" that he has carefully cultivated. His eldest son is imprisoned in the old house, just like the first time eleven years ago, or... In the past few years, I have been imprisoned like this every time I trained.

Meng Yin did not expect that he would be trapped in this old house for the rest of his life. Although he ate well and slept well, he could not receive any news from the outside world.

On the day when his biological son seized power, Meng Yin did not lose control, nor did he lose control when he was imprisoned in a courtyard of Meng's house. Instead, he looked at the son who satisfied him with a happy smile.

"Xiao Chen, you did a great job! My father is so proud of you."

Listening to these words, Meng Chen felt his stomach cramping when he thought about what he had experienced over the years. He wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Years of good habits allowed him to maintain a calm demeanor, with a very precise smile on his face and a cold look in his eyes:

"Father, I have eliminated all the people you left behind in M ​​Group." The boy's voice was gentle, as if it was carefully planned. It was true, because of this voice, he was imprisoned for three months.

There was a slight crack in Meng Yin's smile, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Father, don't think about being able to enter M again. Just rest in peace and enjoy your retirement."

Meng Yin looked at the young man's cold and inorganic eyes, his heart trembled slightly, but the smile on his face did not change: "It's good to drink tea, walk with birds and fish."

"Father, the woman and son you love most have been deported by me."

At this time, Meng Yin smiled a little reluctantly: "Xiao Chen, as an elder brother, have you given funds to Aunt Bai Li and your younger brother? They are orphans and widowers..."

Before Meng Yin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Chen: "Father, you are really a good father and a good man. Bai Li and Meng Yin want to use illegal means to forcibly occupy the company's property and tarnish the company's reputation. What do you think? I have deported them, but I will protect their financial and personal safety? Father, you seem a bit naive..."

The boy's voice was still so gentle, like the pool water in early spring, soaking into Meng Yin's heart bit by bit, making him feel chilled all over, especially the last two words "innocent", which did not allow Meng Yin to think too much.

Thinking that Bai Li and Meng Xu had been extremely enthusiastic in the past few years, always belittling Meng Chen in front of him openly or covertly, and in recent days, she always felt that Bai Li felt guilty when facing him... In an instant, Meng Yin thought a lot. , the expression on his face clearly disappeared.

At this time, Meng Chen clarified Meng Yin's doubts again, making most of his guesses come true:

"You are such a good man. In order to love your first love with all your heart, you are cold and violent towards your wife. You are homeless and even condone your lover to instigate your wife to commit suicide. In the end, your lover betrayed you and left you with a green hat. hat of."

Meng Yin cursed: "This bitch!"

After Meng Yin finished cursing, he remembered what Meng Chen said just now and explained with a smile: "Your mother's death was an accident. She committed suicide."

Meng Chen nodded: "I know."

He approached Meng Yin, still with a gentle smile on his face: "I know everything you have done over the years."

As he said that, he patted Meng Yin on the shoulder: "So, father, you should rest in peace and take care of your old age. You don't want some of the things you and Bai Li did to be exposed, especially the things about Shen Qingyan, right?"

After saying that, Meng Chen turned and left, but Meng Yin, who had always remained calm and kind, broke through his guard instantly and laughed very wantonly and loudly: "Hahahahaha, you are such a good son of my Meng family, he is so perfect!"

"Meng Chen, you are a cold-blooded monster and no one will fall in love with you! I am luckier than you after all! Hahahahaha——"

Meng Chen didn't care about Meng Yin's madness.

He has been in the abyss for a long time. Although he longs for the light, will there be light that loves him?

……

"This is the room where you were often locked up in the past?" Nan Xiang and Meng Chen held hands and unknowingly arrived at the room where they had been imprisoned during their childhood.

Meng Chen didn't look at the house, which was still as neat and tidy as before, but kept his eyes on Nan Xiang. When he heard Nan Xiang's question, he just let out a soft "hmm".

Suddenly, Meng Chen's eyes widened, and the girl who had been looking at the room turned around, took out her hand and gave Meng Chen a warm hug.

The moment Meng Chen's hand was suddenly pulled out, although his expression remained gentle and unchanged, countless dark thoughts crawled through his heart.

And until her little girl hugged her, stood on tiptoes and put her chin on her shoulders, she said softly: "Give my Ah Chen a loving hug, and also give my little Meng Chen a loving hug." .”

Meng Chen hugged back his arms, his movements were very gentle, and the stars in his peach blossom eyes were twinkling, dark and translucent, full of vitality.

And this vitality was clearly brought to him by his girl.

The two did not kiss, but hugged and looked at each other for a long time. Nanxiang continued: "I, Wen Nanxiang, will be the light that belongs to Meng Chen alone."

Although Meng Chen said it very simply and did not deliberately exaggerate it, Nan Xiang felt distressed and felt sorry for her beauty, so she came to pamper her beauty.

Nan Xiang regretted a little. If he had known earlier, he would have given Meng Xu more medicine. What a pity.

"Okay, my pleasure."

Meng Chen felt that his heart was filled up, and a sarcastic arc flashed across his lips as he thought of Meng's father's final curse words ten years ago.

"Hmm, is Mr. Meng Chenmeng willing to be Miss Wen Nanxiang's only believer?"

"I'm willing. As long as it's you, I'm willing." Suddenly, Meng Chen started talking about love, so seriously that Nan Xiang felt as cute as a crotch hook.

Nan Xiang's smile became brighter and brighter. Although he didn't say anything, Meng Chen saw Nan Xiang's unnaturalness and signed his hand back, consciously changing the topic.

Nan Xiang walked along and returned his eyes to this house.

Seeing a classical piano by the window, Nan Xiang immediately trotted over and marveled repeatedly. Meng Chen followed closely behind, following with eyes that were extremely gentle.

"You have been playing the piano since you were a child. Now you are the chairman of M Group and a pianist. You often skip grades. You took over the group at the age of 18 and received a doctorate in finance and economics at the age of . You are really amazing. How do you balance the piano and From the company? I’m a little curious.”

"There are many people in M ​​Group, so I don't need to worry about small things. And the piano was my previous spiritual sustenance." Meng Chen held Nan Xiang's hand and sat on the chair next to the piano.

To be precise, Nan Xiang was sitting on Meng Chen's lap, while Meng Chen's hand was holding Nan Xiang's hand from behind, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

Seeing that Nan Xiang was not disgusted with his actions, many of the dark thoughts in Meng Chen's mind disappeared, leaving only the sweetness of his little girl.

He was waiting for Nan Xiang to ask him.

Finally, Nan Xiang felt the heat on her face dissipate a little, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She asked, "What about now?"

Although the air conditioner is on, this posture really makes people's hearts beat faster.

The man gently rested his head on Nan Xiang's shoulder, like a lazy and innocent big dog, and said in a low voice: "It's you, my spiritual sustenance now is you."

Nan Xiang felt that her face must be flushed. She smiled, held Meng Chen's hand with both hands, and said in a firm yet gentle tone, "You too."