she really hates

It was really late, Meng Xi turned off the game and went to bed.When I woke up the next day and touched my phone, I saw Han Yuming's WeChat message.

Almighty Xiao Ming: Let me go, your record is good, is it so awesome to have six victors in a row?

Almighty Xiao Ming: Next time you bring her to play ranking together, what kind of casino are you playing in!Can a game that cannot be scored bring you happiness?

Meng Xi suddenly became sober with a jolt.

Why can't they line up together? Han Yuming can still fancy Song Zhiyi's skills from a distance!

Is this the heroine?

Meng Xi thinks this is not good, Han Yuming will be back in two days, she has to find something for him... For example, introduce some beautiful sisters to him, let him see the world more, don't hang himself on a tree died.

Meng Xi thought so too.As a result, before she could act, Mrs. Han made the first move.

The second day after Han Yuming returned home from injury, she quickly arranged a blind date. It was said that the woman came from a scholarly family, and her grandmother was the once famous classical piano master He Muyun.

"……Who?"

Meng Xi raised his head from the pile of documents when he heard the familiar name.

Han Yuming was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa in her office without a straight face, and smiled gloatingly: "That's what you thought, you fell asleep at someone's concert back then..."

Meng Xi raised the pen in his hand.

Han Yuming coughed and changed his words: "Who didn't make some mistakes when they were young, I guess the old lady has long forgotten."

Meng Xi didn't know if Mr. He remembered it, but she herself remembered this embarrassing incident quite clearly.

She didn't mean to be so rude.

It’s just that I’m young, I don’t have much self-control, I got a new game cartridge the night before, played it until midnight, and didn’t get enough sleep the next day... who knew I would fall asleep at the concert, it’s embarrassing to think about it now.

When I went back that day, Meng's father scolded her directly, and the words were quite elegant:

"Playing the zither to the cow! Burning the zither and cooking the crane! Staying in the same room with you will defile my elegant soul!"

It made her laugh while reflecting.

Therefore, when Han Yuming asked if he wanted to have a meal with his blind date together, Meng Xi reflexively refused.

After refusing to react, she was speechless: "You're dating a little girl, why should I go with you?"

Han Yuming said: "As long as we know each other, we will play together in the future. And it's not a date, but I'm asking you to go to Lanhai to pick her and her grandmother up. Isn't that your place?"

It was because Mr. He was there that Meng Xi didn't want to...

Wait, Meng Xi suspected that he heard it wrong: "Where are you going?"

"Lan Hai, your company."

Lan Hai, whose full name is Lan Hai Culture Communication Co., Ltd., serves Meng's father's art hobby, mainly deals in classical music, and has a good reputation in the industry.

It's not surprising that Mr. He appeared there. The problem is that Meng Xi just found out not long ago that Song Zhiyi's brokerage contract was signed under Lan Hai's name.

... Is this the hero and heroine?

Meng Xi never imagined that Han Yuming's blind date could go to Song Zhiyi's agency.

She was really afraid that the two of them would bump into each other, and the thunder would stir the fire on the spot, and the love at first sight would never change, so she immediately put down her pen and said seriously: "We really should get to know each other, I'll go with you right away."

Han Yuming: "...?"

He was really getting more and more unpredictable about Fa Xiaoshen's unpredictable mental journey.

When Meng Xi and the confused Han Yuming arrived in Lan Hai, Mr. He still had some things to do.

They felt uncomfortable after staying in the car for a long time, and they planned to go in and wait. When they got out of the car, the black Bentley behind them also opened the door, and four bodyguards came down in unison.

It was Mrs. Han who passed through country A, and she was afraid of it until now, so she matched Han Yuming.

The four of them were tall and mighty, with strong physiques, black suits and sunglasses, and they were not easy to mess with. They followed Han Yuming anytime and anywhere, as if they were out of society somewhere.

Meng Xi has already begun to regret walking with Han Yuming.

She deeply understood the saying that love makes people blind - she had never seen that Miss He, but Song Zhiyi's ability to like Han Yuming's two shortcomings was obviously poisoned by love.

Thinking of this, Meng Xi had mixed feelings.

The group of them moved very conspicuously to the gate of the blue sea.

The two security guards guarding the door didn't have time to be vigilant—they were holding electric batons in their hands, and they were entangled with a gangster who wanted to break in.

"Mr. Song, you can't go in!"

The security guard blocked the door with a dark face, with a little sweat on his forehead, very anxious.

The little bastard was able to do anything with ease, and while avoiding the security guards to grab his hand, he yelled loudly: "What are you doing! What are you doing?! Are you going to hit someone? Come on, hit someone! Who are those two sticks in your hand scaring? beat!"

The mouth is quite open, but the body has been evasive.

Meng Xi didn't expect to encounter this scene, and his face turned black.

There is no corporate image!Although she took the shares for nothing and didn't work, it was her own property after all, which was too embarrassing!

A security guard saw her in his busy schedule and recognized her face: "Meng, Mr. Meng?"

Hearing this sound, the little gangster also turned his head and took a step back, frightened by the battle.

Boss Meng?

But he quickly realized what the word meant, and his thoughts came alive. He lingered on Meng Xi for a while, and then turned to Han Yuming: "Mr. Meng? You are the boss of this company! Song Zhiyi is from your company, right Well, she is my sister."

Meng Xi sneered.

Han Yuming was a little surprised, not because the other party recognized the wrong person, but because he looked at the young man in front of him, with messy dyed hair, crumpled clothes, and a strange smell on his body.

Such a person, and Song Zhiyi are siblings?

Meng Xi patted Han Yuming and signaled him to go in directly: "Don't look at it, this kind of garbage will pollute your eyes if you look at it any more."

The man was still a little angry, he jumped and scolded: "How do you talk, you bitch?"

Even if Meng Xi talked to him, he thought it was downgrading.Han Yu turned around and wanted to have a cultural exchange in Zu'an with him, but she also pushed him in.

"Call the police directly." She ordered the security guard, "Call the police again if you come again, what is it like to make such a fuss at the door?"

The two security guards responded: "Understood Mr. Meng."

The little gangster was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that he had identified the wrong person. Seeing that Meng Xi was about to go in, he couldn't care less about the embarrassment: "Wait a minute! You can't go!"

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but a security guard was calling the police, and another hurried to stop him, but Meng Xi only felt a pain in the back of his hand, which was scratched by his nails.

"Meng Xi!"

Han Yuming was waiting for her inside. Seeing that the situation was not right, he hurriedly summoned the bodyguards, "Why are you standing there, go over and help!"

Two of the four strong men in black came over. They were indeed professionals, and they subdued the little bastard in a few strokes and pushed him to the ground.

He couldn't move, and he was still howling: "The boss of your company is beating someone! You should call the police, what am I afraid of! I will talk about your company in the police station, and Song Zhiyi's What a bitch did! What a piano goddess, she is a bitch who knows no good or bad like her crazy mother! There is no end to this, you tell her..."

Seeing that his hand was bleeding, Meng Xi took out a wet towel to wipe it in disgust, and after listening to what he said, veins twitched on his forehead.

"Don't you just want money?"

Meng Xi laughed angrily, "Just beat him here, it doesn't matter what you beat, as long as he doesn't die, I will pay you according to the injury later!"