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Chapter 42 Catering Personality Disorder Chapter 41

Three days later, Meng Mingchun complacently went to see Wen Ran again.

Wen Ran was in a meeting, and he hung out for three hours before coming out of the meeting room.

Wen Ran walked past him, without any indication, as if treating him like air.

He gritted his teeth angrily, and he couldn't do anything about Wen Ran, but when he thought that he would soon regain 50.00% of Meng's shares, he was immediately overjoyed.

He followed Wen Ran to the office, the door closed in front of him almost made his nose bleed, he quickly opened the door, walked straight to Wen Ran, and said: "Mr. Do I make a deal?"

Wen Ran sneered: "Do you think you really hid your mother's ashes very secretly?"

Meng Mingchun felt anxious, and then guessed that Wen Ran might be testing him, so he smiled and said, "Of course it's very secretive."

"Really?" Wen Ran took out the urn from his desk and said, "I got it before the meeting."

Judging from the style of the urn, the urn in Wen Ran's hand may be really his mother's urn, but how could Wen Ran find it?

Meng Mingchun's face turned pale, his mother's urn was the only thing he could rely on.

Wen Ran said indifferently: "Actually, the method is very simple, but it takes a long time. Check all the surveillance cameras in the city in the past few days, and you can find out your approximate whereabouts. Then find someone to investigate in detail. To find the ashes It doesn’t take too much effort, do you think you’ll be safe after changing five cars in a row?”

Meng Mingchun pretended to be calm: "Really?"

Wen Ran said with a smile: "What else does Manager Meng have on hand to threaten me?"

Meng Mingchun did not answer, but said: "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, and I will visit Mr. Wen another day."

Wen Ran didn't pay any attention to Meng Mingchun, and when Meng Mingchun left, he threw the urn into the trash can.

There is nothing in this urn, it is just the same style as Meng Mu's urn.

Meng Mingchun was very cunning. After taking away the urn, he not only changed five cars in a row, but also deliberately chose a small road without cameras. It was not easy to find the urn, and I don't know how much time it would take.

Meng's 50.00% five shares are not important to him at all, but he doesn't want to give the shares to a scum who will use his mother's ashes to achieve his goal, so he decided to do something illegal , if things don't go as he expected.

Meng Mingchun got out of the building of Wentian Group, got into the car, stepped on the gas pedal, and wanted to see if his mother's ashes were still there, or if they really fell into Wen Ran's hands.

But before arriving at the destination, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he drove back.

However, when passing a turn, two cars suddenly appeared from the fork in the road, sandwiching his car in the middle.

The place where he is currently located is a remote path with no cameras, and few pedestrians and vehicles passing by. The two cars came too strangely, and they sandwiched his car in the middle, obviously targeting him deliberately.

He wanted to speed up, but he couldn't overtake the two cars on the left and right.

He had no choice but to pick up his mobile phone to call the police, but the mobile phone had no signal at this time.

He looked up and saw a signal jammer on one of the cars.

Then, he saw one of the cars driving to the front, with a hand protruding from the window, holding an iron box, and immediately sprinkled a large amount of glass slag and steel nails.

If he drives forward, the tire will be punctured, and if he drives backward, he will hit the other car.

He thought hard, turned the car around, slammed on the accelerator, and planned to hit it straight.

However, before he hit it, three more cars came out, blocking the road. It was impossible for him to hit four cars in a row and escape smoothly.

He stopped the car dejectedly, pressed the window again, and raised his voice, "Did Wen Ran send you here?"

No one answered.

Even if no one answered, he can be sure that it must be someone sent by Wen Ran. The urn Wen Ran showed him just now is obviously fake. As for the purpose of Wen Ran, it is naturally his mother's urn.

For his own safety, he had no choice but to say: "The urn is in the hands of a man named Wang Xing on the mountain ahead."

One of the cars immediately went up the hill, and an hour later, that car came back, and then all the cars dispersed.

Meng Mingchun broke out in a cold sweat from fear, and after a while, he called the police and drove into the city.

Before Meng Mingchun drove to the city, Wen Ran had already had his ashes compared with Meng Miandong's hair for DNA comparison, in case there was any fraud.

After returning home from get off work, Wen Ran took Meng Miandong out for a date, and it will be Chinese New Year in eleven days, and the streets are full of New Year's atmosphere, full of joy.

The two went to eat teppanyaki, and watched the theatrical version of a favorite cartoon together. Then, they each bought a ball of ice cream and sat in front of the fountain in the square to eat.

In the cold weather, eating ice cream has a special flavor.

Afraid of the cold, Meng Miandong hid one hand in Wen Ran's pocket, and licked the ice cream with the other without using a spoon.

Even with Wen Ran's body temperature, he still felt that his tongue and teeth were about to freeze.

What he ate was strawberry-flavored ice cream, with strawberry fruit on his lips, and against his reddened cheeks, his whole body seemed to have turned into strawberry essence, exuding a tempting strawberry fragrance.

Wen Ran couldn't help but licked Meng Miandong's lips, snatched the strawberry fruit on it, and then went to eat the coffee-flavored ice cream in his hand.

Meng Miandong pretended not to be moved, and when there was only the last bite of ice cream left, he scooped up the ice cream with a spoon, and then smeared it on Wen Ran's right cheek.

Wen Ran shivered a bit from the cold, causing Meng Miandong to smile and say: "My Wen Ran looks so cute when he is frozen."

Wen Ran didn't react to Meng Miandong's compliment, but stared at Meng Miandong with burning eyes and said, "Can you lick it clean for me?"

Wen Ran definitely spoke in such a sexy tone on purpose.

Meng Miandong slandered, but couldn't resist, so she leaned over to lick the ice cream on Wen Ran's right cheek.

Wen Ran felt both cold and hot, and after Meng Miandong licked it clean, he immediately whispered into Meng Miandong's ear, "Go home, I want to hug you."

Meng Miandong's left ear which was touched by Wen Ran's breath suddenly became hot, and the hotness spread, burning his entire brow and eyes red.

The pedestrians around are coming and going, no one should have heard Wen Ran's courtship, right?

But he felt in a daze that everyone knew that he was being courted by Wen Ran, and that soon, he would be embraced by Wen Ran.

He was ashamed, but still whispered: "Okay, let's go home."

As soon as he got home, Wen Ran unbuttoned his jeans at the porch, and he was possessed immediately after.

Not to mention shoes and socks, even the jeans and underwear were still hanging on his ankles, but he was already soaked through, and he was so fascinated that he could only respond to Wen Ran hard.

After doing it once in the porch, Wen Ran went too far and did it again in the living room, room, and bathroom.

Before losing consciousness, Meng Miandong was thinking of dying under the peony flowers, and being a ghost would be romantic.

Wen Ran, who was regarded as a peony by Meng Miandong, thought that my Miandong was really delicious, and every time I tasted it, I felt that it was more delicious than the last one.

Six days later, Wen Ran got the DNA identification results - based on the analysis of 99.99 different genetic points, the possibility of establishing a biological relationship is [-]%.

Fortunately, Meng Mingchun didn't play tricks.

In order not to be taken away by Meng Mingchun again, it would be inconvenient to put the urn back into the tomb, and Wen Ran had no right to decide how to place it, so he took the urn home.

Meng Miandong just finished checking the final grades on the Internet. As soon as he heard the news, he immediately rushed to Wen Ran and said cheerfully: "I have full marks in all subjects, isn't it very good? Praise me quickly."

"My Miandong is really powerful." Wen Ran was stopped by Meng Miandong and spun around, "What reward do you want?"

Meng Miandong stopped, put her arms around Wen Ran and said, "I want you as a reward."

"It's you who rewarded me, right?" Wen Ran opened his mouth and bit Meng Miandong's lower lip, pulled it lightly, and took the opportunity to rub against Meng Miandong's teeth, luring Meng Miandong's tongue out, gently entangled.

After the kiss was over, he said seriously: "Miandong, I have something to tell you."

Meng Miandong asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Wen Ran took the urn out of the paper bag placed on the low table in the entrance, and handed it to Meng Miandong: "This is your mother's ashes."

"My mother's ashes?" Meng Miandong hugged the urn and looked at Wen Ran suspiciously, "Why are my mother's ashes in your hands?"

Wen Ran briefly explained: "Your brother wanted Meng's shares, he dug up your mother's urn and threatened me, I tried to get it back."

"Brother..." Meng Miandong was furious and said sharply, "Meng Mingchun is too shameless."

Wen Ran touched the top of Meng Miandong's hair and asked, "How do you want to place your mother's ashes? Do you want to find a new cemetery to bury, or wait for a while before burying them in the original tomb, or Why don't you just keep the ashes at home?"

Meng Miandong said sadly: "Mom's original tomb was a joint burial with Dad's. Mom must have hoped to be buried with Dad. Let's wait a while and bury the ashes back in the original tomb."

Wen Ran reached out and hugged Meng Miandong: "You burned so many offerings with your own hands, your mother will live a happy life down here, maybe she has been reincarnated a long time ago, and she will definitely not be hurt by someone like your father in the next life gone."

"Yeah." Meng Miandong was overwhelmed by the past, his eyes were red, and he said sadly, "It would be good if my mother didn't help me buy books."

"About this matter..." Wen Ran murmured, "Recently, there is a clue that your mother may not have been involved in a car accident to help you buy books."

"Really?" Meng Miandong's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again. Regardless of whether his mother died to help him buy books, it is an unchangeable fact that his mother is dead.

He was sad in Wen Ran's arms for a long time before he pushed Wen Ran away, put the urn on the desk in his room, and placed kiwi, avocado, dragon fruit, raisins, apples, and mandarin oranges in front of the urn , jujube and cherries.

——These are all the fruits in the house.

He sat on the bed, staring at the urn in a daze, and his posture didn't change at all until one o'clock in the morning.

Wen Ran walked to Meng Miandong's side and sighed: "Are you trying to make your mother feel bad?"

Meng Miandong suddenly raised her head and said: "Mom is gone, even though I miss my mother very much, she is gone, and my mother will never feel sorry for me anymore."

Wen Ran pointed to his heart: "Even if your mother won't love you anymore, but I'm still alive, I will love you."

"I was wrong." Meng Miandong rubbed Wen Ran's heart, then buried her face on it, and said in a muffled voice, "Hold me to sleep, okay?"

Wen Ran nodded: "Okay, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

This time, Meng Miandong thought that he would not sleep well, but unexpectedly, he did not have a nightmare, nor did he wake up early, but slept until the sun was high before waking up from Wen Ran's arms.

He stared at the sunlight coming in through the cracks in the curtains, and secretly said: It's a new day, I want to live a good life, and be with Wen Ran.

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