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Cheney came here at noon, Meng Liangren heard the doorbell and went to open the door, and was sprayed with ribbons all over the face: "surprise!"

"..."

Cheney laughed and showed the carton in front of him: "Your favorite cyclamen."

Meng Liangren took Cheney over to change his shoes and walked in, walked around the living room, sighed and said, "Look at your house, it's not popular at all, it's really not good, it's okay to have cats and dogs."

Meng Liangren put the carton on the dining table and said, "I don't have time to bring it."

"Help a servant?"

"Compared to kissing me with a servant, what's the point of having a servant?"

Cheney laughed and said, "Oh, you want to have a pet, you can take care of yourself without making noise, and if you don't see you for ten days and a half months, you are still willing to cling to you. Where can you find it? Hey, let me think about it. Isn't that what it is?"

Meng Liangren paused for a moment in placing the vegetable box, and said in a low voice, "Don't leave any pot unopened."

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it." Cheney raised his hands in surrender, and muttered in a low voice, "There's no overnight feud between uncle and nephew."

After lunch, Meng Liangren sat on the sofa, picked up the gift from Cheney, and found a small box outside the big box, so he picked it up and said, "Is this for me too?"

Cheney took a look: "Ah... yes."

Meng Liang said humanely: "It's enough to give away one piece, why bother."

Cheney glanced at him and said, "It's a wish to send a few pieces, are you still happy?"

Meng Liangren smiled and said: "Okay, I was wrong." He opened the small box first, but saw a men's wristwatch lying on the velvet cushion, which brand he couldn't tell, the lines were neat, simple and elegant.

Meng Liangren held it in his hand, looked back and forth several times, and said, "Your taste has improved."

It is not uncommon for Cheney to send things, even kitty's pillows.

Cheney jumped angrily, "Is there something wrong with my taste!"

"No." Meng Liangren raised his watch and signaled, "Isn't this great?"

Cheney held back for a long time, then turned off the fire and said, "Look at the big box."

Meng Liangren went to open the big box with great interest, and when the lid was opened, it turned out to be a kitty pillow.

"..."

He put the kitty-embroidered side of the pillow next to his face and said, "Meow?"

Cheney didn't want to admit that he was attracted by that "meow", he coughed and said, "How is it? This is a limited edition."

Meng Liangren was surprised: "Is this thing still out of print?"

"..." Cheney felt that his body and dignity had been severely trampled by unscrupulous artists.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Meng Liangren smiled, and at the same time replaced the old watch on his hand with that wristwatch. Is there such a big difference in treatment?

In addition, Ye Hui and Pan Tao both sent gifts. Ye Hui has never had many contacts. He is now in charge of Ye Jiafei's pharmaceutical industry, and he also cooperates with the studio funded by Meng Liangren. This is the only one. As for the communication channel, Meng Liangren didn't want to bother him, because he... just came out with the woman at home, and I heard that he is still discussing hiring a surrogate mother or something.

Because of this, Father Pan and Father Ye are now sympathetic to each other. After all, the eldest son of both families brought a son-in-law back, what kind of fate is this.

Father Pan's glimmer of hope rests on Pan Tao.As for Pan Rusong, this person has long since disappeared from the Fang family. His and Ye Chan's children were brought up by Pan Tao's elder brother, Pan He. He will never know his life experience in this life.

Pan Tao is now avoiding the blind dates arranged by Pan's father. He has all the qualities that a playboy should have, and he is merciful everywhere, but he refuses to be tied up to the death. When he called, he heard that Meng Liang was also forced to go with him People dating, teary as if found a comrade-in-arms.

"By the way." Pan Tao said suddenly, "I went out drinking with someone two days ago and saw Meng Jun."

"..." Meng Liangren felt that there was something wrong with his 30th birthday. He hadn't heard his name a few times in the past six months, but today was the second time it was mentioned.

"Still with a cold face, the little girl next to me is pretty pretty."

"That's his girlfriend."

"Have you met him?" Pan Tao asked, "When he was taking the college entrance examination, I heard from you that you would never see him again in this life."

"I've never seen it before." Meng Liangren paused and said, "At that time, he did something that gave me...a headache, and I sent him home in a fit of anger."

"Hey, it's your fault, kid, who hasn't done anything wrong? I think Meng Jun had a terrible temper at that time, but he really didn't have anything to say to you. Which sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy have you seen?" Boy, don't go out to drink and meet girls, and he has such a good-looking appearance, he actually stays at home, and when you come back every other month, the little daughter-in-law is not so well-behaved."

As soon as Meng Liangren heard him say "little daughter-in-law", he remembered the absurd things back then, and immediately said angrily, "Okay, I'm the one who's sorry for him, and I should forgive him for whatever he does. He can do whatever he says, okay?" Then cut off the phone.

"Hey, hello?" Pan Tao was still in a daze, not knowing that those words angered him: "...Really, a 30-year-old still thinks he's too young."

On the day of Mr. Fang's birthday, Mr. Meng Liang arrived on time. The servants all recognized him. One of them came to guide him and said, "Young Master Meng, this banquet will be held in the back hall. Come with me."

Meng Liangren followed her all the way, and found that outside the side door of the lobby, there was a winding corridor extending out, with white walls and black tiles, and vegetables, fruits, and some unknown flowers and plants were planted in the courtyard. The rain covered the courtyard with mist, and it was like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Seeing him paying attention to these flowers and plants, the servant smiled and said: "I used to take care of this when the old lady was here. After the old lady passed away, the old man asked a famous gardener to take care of it for a while, but he thought they didn't take care of it well. Please leave, and do it by yourself.”

In this way, Mr. Fang seems to have some tenderness under his toughness, but Meng Liangren thought of the farce of the Fang family's brothers fighting against the wall. If he really loved his wife deeply, why would he give birth to so many illegitimate children and cause such great obstacles to the regular wife's children? ?

Meng Liangren shook his head and let the servant continue to lead the way.

After the banquet was over, Mr. Fang refused to let him go. He said a few awkward words and mentioned Meng Liangren's marriage.

Meng Liang was a little helpless, but Mr. Fang and Fang Hongzheng had been very gentle towards him in the past few years. After probing him a few times, they never talked about changing their surname. let's talk.

This is to see Meng Liangren's disposition to be soft and not hard. After all, Fang Hongjian has taken care of him for so many years, and he can't just turn around and leave everything behind.

"When a man is over 30, he should consider finding someone to accompany him." Mr. Fang said quietly, "I think I met Cai Qing when I was 21."

Meng Liangren sat at the bottom and said expressionlessly: "When Uncle Fang was 21 years old, he didn't know that someone had given birth to him."

"..."

After Meng Liangren left, Mr. Fang said angrily to Fang Hongjian: "Look, your good son is just like when you were young!"

"..." Fang Hongjian lay down on the gun without saying a few words, expressing his innocence.

Meng Liangren declined the Fang family's driver's offer to take him to the airport, and drove there alone. When he returned to Linchuan from Wanxi, the streets were full of people and bright neon lights, as if they could be bustling until dawn.

Meng Liangren didn't want to go back to the apartment. After wandering around the street twice, he suddenly remembered the waiter who was chatting with him that day, called... jerry.

As he thought about it, he had already driven to the door of the bar before he knew it.

So I took it as a drop in, went in, sat at the bar like last time, and asked the waiter here: "Excuse me, is Jerry on shift today?"

Seeing that he was very young, the waiter stared blankly at him for a long time before hurriedly saying: "Ah, he, it will be his class later, please wait a moment."

Meng Liangren smiled and said, "Okay. Thank you."

Before it was time to change shifts, the little waiter left the bar in a hurry. After a while, a familiar figure walked over in the uniform of the bar.

"Good evening, Mr. Meng, I thought you wouldn't come again."

"good evening."