The good substitute is actually a group pet

??[Snowy Night: There is still half a month before the New Year's Day party. Are you ready to enjoy the vase show??Rose/]

?? - You are here again.

??-There is no need to mock people over and over again.

??-Why, can't you be ridiculed for grabbing other people's resources through the back door?

??-No, there was no real hammer on this matter, so why did it start to be ridiculed.

??-Uh, people in the know pass by, haven't you ever thought that he might not be what you think... No matter how bad he is, he is also the first in grade, don't shout about it.

??Meng Tinghe sat in the room and hastily scanned this provocative and war-inducing post.

?? He had just returned to He Mingkun's small villa, when he received this post and as many as twenty threats from Luo Ling forwarded to him.

??Because Meng Tinghe himself did not clarify himself, there were more and more speculations about this matter. Piaoxueye posted another post and soon a group of people replied.

?? However, Pu Rong's clear statement last time made most people lean towards Meng Tinghe, and a small number of people held the attitude of "how is this possible, Park Rong must have been threatened".

??Their temporary group created a group called "The Most Handsome Boys Group in A University". It was a shame. Anyway, Meng Tinghe privately thought it was not as good as Yuezhao Lihua.

??In the group, three other people are talking about this matter.

??[Luo Ling]: No way, no way, a week has passed, and the buddy’s news hasn’t been updated yet?

??[Luo Ling]: I even suspect that someone deliberately cut off his internet to prevent him from knowing the real list and gossip.

??[Pu Rong]: Actually, I told him that things were not what he thought, and told him not to spread rumors.

??[Yang Xiaole]: And then?

??[Pu Rong]: ... Then he gave me a three-hour male Durban class.

??[Pu Rong]: I don't quite understand what he is thinking.

?? Meng Tinghe's dull mood along the way was finally dispelled.

?? His temperament is like this, and such remarks have never been able to affect him.

?? It's not that I will allow others to splash dirty water, but this kind of thing that will let everyone know the truth sooner or later, there is no need to fight against people with great fanfare.

?? Opposition is opposition, which can be changed so easily.If he rushes forward to say that he is not a vase, some people will say that he is slapping a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

?? The group has already begun to discuss the essence and dross of the male Durban who gave a lecture on a snowy night.

??Meng Tinghe dived quietly, and didn't really want to participate in the rational discussion of "Ten Things Men Must Do Afterwards".

??The forum posts are still fermenting, and Meng Tinghe has already turned off his phone.

??The person who planned this matter played well with public opinion, but it is a pity that they got the most important thing wrong.

?? He does know a little bit of an instrument.

??…

??Friday night.

??The post of Piao Xue Ye has been pushed up repeatedly in the past few days, and the popularity continues.

??Meng Tinghe is as safe as a mountain, researching the existing theoretical information of the project every day, and by the way, the resources for the next update of the game.

?? Enrichment and hair loss.

??According to the plan, the joint project will be officially launched next Monday.

??Meng Tinghe had just closed his notebook when he received a call from Liu Shuyun.

"Mom?" Meng Tinghe rubbed his eyelids, "Why are you calling?"

?? Liu Shuyun sounded in a good mood: "Take care of my son. Have you eaten yet?"

?? After all, he still couldn't escape this soul problem, but this time Meng Tinghe was very confident: "Eat."

?? On that street two days ago, Meng Tinghe recalled the unhappily returning home in the cold wind. Now he heard Liu Shuyun's voice, and his mood was a bit complicated.

"Mom." Meng Tinghe stared at the tassels on the curtains, "Dad is at home these days?"

??"ah?!"

?? There was a mess of voices from Liu Shuyun's head, and the sound of glass breaking could be vaguely heard.

??Meng Tinghe stood up abruptly: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

?? The servants of the main house of the Meng family have already come over to clean up cleverly. Liu Shuyun walked from the living room to the study and comforted Meng Tinghe: "It's okay, I just knocked over a cup. It's just you... why did you suddenly mention your father?" Huh? Oh, he went to Binshi on business a few days ago, and he just came back yesterday..."

??Maybe it was the first time Meng Tinghe had brought up Meng Xingyu on his own initiative in more than a year. Liu Shuyun couldn't hold back his excitement and started to talk more.

?? "Your dad, I told him that we have all gone to Binshi, so why don't we just go and see you, but he didn't agree." Liu Shuyun said, stepping on Meng Xingyu who was reading a newspaper in the study.

?? Binshi is next door to Jiangshi.

??Meng Xingyu suffered severe pain in his toes, but he dared not speak.

?? As Liu Shuyun was talking, he simply turned his head and said to Meng Xingyu: "Look at you, what do you look like?"

??Meng Xingyu glanced at the big white rabbit toffee on the table. Under embarrassment, he couldn't control his usual style of speaking, and continued: "He still thinks that way, why should I go see him?"

?? He did not control the volume of this sentence, Meng Tinghe on the other end of the phone also heard it.

?? Meng Tinghe suddenly felt a little down.

??Of course he doesn't want to quarrel with his family like this, but some things cannot be changed at will.

?? "Mom, I'm tired today and I want to sleep. Good night."

?? Liu Shuyun looked at the hung up phone, was too angry to speak, tore off the mask on his face, and smashed into Meng Xingyu in a ball.

??Meng Xingyu took the mask, was also very depressed, and began to think about the feasibility of pretending to be dumb the next time he meets his son.

??…

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??Meng Tinghe hung up the phone, covered his eyes with his hands, and sat back on the sofa.

?? The window was not closed tightly, and the curtains were rattling by the wind outside.

?? He ignored the curtains.

?? I sat for a while trying to calm down, but my throat felt dry for a while.

??Meng Tinghe put down his hands covering his eyes, and walked out of the room with a cup in his hand.

?? In the living room, He Mingkun sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

?? Seeing Meng Tinghe coming out, He Mingkun's eyes did not fall on Meng Tinghe's face for the first time, but at the cup in his hand.

??"Drink water?"

??Meng Tinghe's throat was not very comfortable, so he nodded without saying a word.

??He Mingkun rolled his eyes: "The water dispenser in the kitchen is broken."

??Meng Tinghe is not in high spirits now, he doesn't want to worry about how such a big family can't even drink hot water, and he doesn't have to drink water, so he wants to go back.

?? He Mingkun stood up, pointed to the teapot on the coffee table in the living room and said, "Longjing, you can drink this."

??Meng Tinghe turned to look at him.

??Tonight's He Mingkun can be said to be abnormal. His attitude is gentle, and he even offered to help.

??

?? He grabbed the teapot, poured out a small cup, and downed it in one gulp.

??Meng Tinghe couldn't suppress the discomfort in his throat, coughed lightly, glanced at He Mingkun, poured out a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

?? He Mingkun stared at him as he drank a cup of tea, his eyes became more and more cloudy, and he said hoarsely, "Don't go back, let's talk about the agreement."

??Meng Tinghe was impatient.

?? He Mingkun ignored Meng Tinghe's impatient expression, and dragged on for 3 minutes on irrelevant topics.

??After saying another inexplicable sentence, He Mingkun looked up at the clock on the wall of the living room, cursed secretly, and said a few more words.

?? After 5 minutes, He Mingkun's mouth was dry.

??Meng Tinghe's patience was completely exhausted. He pushed aside He Mingkun who was blocking him, and walked back to the room.

?? In the living room, He Mingkun looked at Meng Tinghe with clear eyes from the beginning to the end, and still had the strength to push him away. He was dumbfounded.

?? He angrily called Hu Penggouyou, and the other end quickly connected, and said with a joke: "Why, when Young Master He does good things, he also calls his brother."

?? He Mingkun snorted: "Did you fucking give me fake medicine?"

?? Cheng Shao's voice became louder: "Impossible! The one I gave you is the best one to use. It will take effect immediately in 3 minutes. It is absolutely impossible to resist."

?? "Fart," He Mingkun cursed, "I waited for 5 fucking minutes, he is so soft!"

?? Cheng Shao also wondered: "Could you also give him the antidote?"

??He Mingkun hung up the phone angrily.

?? How is it possible? The antidote is just one pill.

?? He took the medicine himself, and he saw it with his own eyes when the medicine had no effect.

?? What went wrong?

??…

?? After Meng Tinghe drank a cup of tea, the itchiness in his throat was suppressed, but the depression in his heart lingered.

??Sitting in front of the window for a while, he took out the card Yan Cen gave him last time, and went out.