After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

"what?"

Meng Xiang thought he had heard it wrong.

"You can't beat him?"

The moment she said it, she realized that she had said the wrong thing. She quickly spat twice and slapped her mouth: "I'm sorry, uncle, that's not what I meant."

Seeing Meng Xiang shaking her head, Meng Shuo thought she was lively, lively and cute.

He casually took off his heavy coat and put it beside him, rolled up his sleeves, and took the small mirror that Meng Xiang usually used to put on makeup to look at the wound on his face.

It's a little more serious than before.

As for her claim that she couldn't fight back, Meng Shuo just shook his head and denied it: "I didn't fight back."

"Why don't you fight back?"

Meng Xiang kept asking Meng Shuo a million questions.

"Because I can't beat him."

Meng Xiang: “…”

She originally wanted to say a few words to comfort her uncle, but unexpectedly she heard a chuckle above her head.

Meng Xiang raised her head and saw Meng Shuo looking down at her with a faint smile in his eyes, and he didn't look angry at all.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she asked uncertainly: "Is it another uncle?"

"Ah."

Meng Shuo responded, but was a little surprised that Meng Xiang called him "uncle". After all, Meng Yi had just kidnapped Meng Xiang and shot her some time ago. He thought Meng Xiang hated him.

But I never thought that she would call me this so calmly and generously.

"Don't you hate him?"

This “he” was naturally asking Meng Yi.

Meng Xiang's beautiful and clear eyes were bright. She put down the cotton swab in her hand, threw it into the trash can at her feet, and searched for other medicine.

"But uncle is just a title. Whether I dislike him or not, it doesn't affect the fact that he is my elder."

Meng Shuo said self-deprecatingly: "I was judging others by my own standards."

Meng Xiang looked at Meng Shuo with a pair of innocent eyes, and Meng Shuo's gaze fell on the medicine she was holding in her palm.

"Aren't you going to give me medicine?"

"Oh!"

Meng Xiang reacted and hurriedly lowered his head to twist the medicine bottle in his hand.

Face is very important to everyone. Even if you don’t say anything after being beaten like this, you will feel uncomfortable seeing the scars every day.

What's more, it's impossible for my uncle to go to work with a bruised face.

"Why don't you stay at home these days?" Meng Xiang suggested kindly.

If others see this, rumors will spread. My uncle cares most about his face.

I don’t know what the two of them talked about, but they really hit me hard.

"No, I have something else to do."

Meng Shuo rejected her directly.

There was no guarantee that Meng Yi would not take action against Yin Jiu in the next few days, so he had to go to the Lu family.

Even though she knew that her uncle was very busy and worked tirelessly traveling around for work, Meng Xiang still felt a little sorry for him when she heard that he couldn't even spare a few days of time.

Meng Xiang pulled Meng Shuo's sleeve, and Meng Shuo looked back. She mustered up her courage and said, "You can always make money, but your health is the most important thing."

Meng Shuo could tell that she had misunderstood, but he didn't explain further.

It's nice to be carefree and not have to worry about anything. The Meng family's money is enough for her to be rich for the rest of her life. She just needs to take good care of herself.

If it were more than 20 years ago, he would definitely not be envious.

"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

Meng Shuo stood up after Meng Xiang applied the medicine to him. The place where the medicine was applied felt like someone dipped chili water and sprinkled salt on the wound. The burning sensation was hard to ignore.

He briefly instructed the housekeeper and went upstairs.

Meng Xiang sighed and packed up his things again.

There is a program being recorded in North City in a few days, so she will be away from home for a few days.

Her eyes accidentally fell on the coat that Meng Shuo had just casually placed on the sofa, and she immediately took out a few Band-Aids from the medicine box and stuffed them in.

After stuffing her things, she ran upstairs to pack her clothes.

In the room opposite hers, which was only separated by a wall, Meng Shuo came out of the bathroom after taking a shower wearing a white bathrobe that was made of a texture similar to coral fleece. His half-wet hair was still dripping with water, and it disappeared into the bathrobe.

He was wearing only a belt and his collar was open, revealing bronze skin that looked solid and powerful. He casually took out a towel and wiped his hair roughly, then walked to the bookshelf.

He raised his hand and took out a small gray square box with a velvet surface, but the moment he opened it, his expression froze.

Because there is nothing inside.

Thinking of something, he closed his eyes helplessly and put the box back.

A broken mirror cannot be mended. He never thought that one day he and Meng Yi would end up at war with each other and become incompatible.

Without any comfort, Meng Shuo quickly changed his clothes, went downstairs, put on his clothes and was ready to leave.

After thinking for a while, he looked up at the upstairs and stopped for a moment.

Finally, he took out the sticky note, wrote a few simple instructions, and stuck it next to the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall.

After leaving, Meng Shuo went straight to the Lu family.

Having been here once before, he felt very familiar with the place this time, as if he was back home.

……

Tanzhuang.

When Uncle Rong came over to report, Yin Jiu was watering the flowers in the backyard.

Lu Cenyan had previously given Yin Jiu a whole greenhouse of sunflowers, so whenever Yin Jiu had time, she would put the flowers out to bask in the sun.

"Madam, Mr. Meng Shuo is visiting."

Yin Jiu paused holding the spray bottle and murmured softly, "What is he doing here?"

After putting down the tools in his hands, Yin Jiu briefly told Uncle Rong to take care of his flowers, then dusted himself off and walked towards the front yard.

Three minutes later——

"Who are you, buddy?" Yin Jiu almost thought that he was blinded by the sun. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, then shouted uncertainly, "Meng Shuo?"

Yin Jiu had an expression as if he was looking at something rare.

If it wasn't this, how could he be beaten like this?

"Ah."

Yin Jiu was trying not to laugh, but couldn’t help laughing out loud when she pointed it at his face: “What’s the matter, hahahahaha… I’m sorry!”

She pinched her thigh to stop laughing and apologized immediately. She was really about to get hurt.

He now looks like a puppy that has been stung by a bee. Not only is one side of his face swollen, but it is also covered with bruises.

"very funny?"

"Is not funny."

Yin Jiu immediately sat up straight.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Yin Jiu finally asked in a low voice: "Who did it?"

Meng Shuo couldn't stand her overly naked and watchful gaze, so he reached into his coat to find a mask to put on.

However, all they found were a few girly Band-Aids with cartoon designs.

"Oh, Boss Meng is quite girly."

Yin Jiu couldn't help but tease the other person.

A warm feeling flashed through Meng Shuo's heart. He ignored her offense and calmly put the thing back into his pocket.

"Where is your necklace now?"

Yin Jiu restrained his casual look just now: "You want it?"