Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Waiting for Sheng Jiayan to ask, Meng Haqi has already spoken first: "Does anyone else come to the Gao family tonight besides the Lin boss's family?"

"Ask this what to do?" Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Meng Wanqi hurriedly said: "I'm just curious to ask, because I saw a strange man walking past."

Sheng Jiayan looked at her thoughtfully for a while: "It is the grandson of the richest man Fang Xianfu."

"You know him?"

"You can't talk about it, just know it." After all, Fang Xianfu's grandson is notorious and lustful. It’s hard to know. Thinking of this, Sheng Jiayan raised a sneer on his face.

Meng Wanqi frowned and carefully considered the words: "I just heard that he had a love relationship with a maidservant... um... But listening to his words seemed to have an engagement with Master Gao's palm, so I asked."

Sheng Jiayan stepped in, and Meng Eqi had to stop with him.

"Stay away from him in the future."

"What's wrong?" Meng Yuqi asked subconsciously. In fact, she would not care about that kind of person without Sheng Jiayan confessing to her.

As a result, Sheng Jiayan gave her a weird glance, then walked away.

Liu Mengqiu looked inexplicably in place.

At noon on the second day, the sun was languidly scattered on every inch of the Gaofu. Taking advantage of the open space where everyone rested, Meng Eqiu slipped out of the room again, and went to the back garden impatiently.

She always wanted to find the pregnant maid, although she did not know why she had such a strong obsession.

Walking down the garden all the way, two or three maidservants were encountered on the road. They saw Meng Yingqi, and they all lowered their heads and stood aside to make way for Meng Yingqi.

The landscape was a bit desolate further back, and the wooden door of the yard was locked with a chain.

Meng Haocao was about to observe how to unlock the lock, but behind him suddenly there was a gurgle.

A handsome young man in a royal blue robe and a crown jade is chasing a hen in the garden. He rushed in from the garden door. The hen ran ahead and flexibly twisted between the flowers.

The man in the blue robe chased behind him in a state of embarrassment and had to hide from the chicken droppings dropped by the hen on the ground at any time.

"Yeah won't catch you and eat it, and he won't be named Fang!" The man vowed fiercely and chased the hen.

The hen hid east of Tibet, and finally ran to behind Meng Eqi, two wings trembling slightly, and two big soybean eyes staring closely at the rushing man.

The man ran to the crown in anger, but when he saw Meng Eqi, he stopped suddenly, and he straightened his side hair and brushed his robes. He opened it with a fan that had come out of nowhere and opened it, and walked to Meng Eqi to politely arch his hand.

"Wang Fangbao, I have seen a girl. Which girl is Gaofu? Why haven't you seen it before birth."

His eyes looked up and down to make Meng Eqi a little uncomfortable, subconsciously tightening the tulle on the tight surface, and coldly said: "I am not a member of the Gao family, I will not disturb the son if I have anything to do, leave."

"Girl wait!"

Looking back, Meng Wanqi, Fang Bao's rogue face spread: "Girl, my chicken is dizzy."

Only, he pointed to the hen who was still alive and running around but now fell to the ground.

"Your chicken is dizzy, what does it have to do with me?"