The day after returning from the wedding, Meng Liangren fell asleep in a daze in the soft quilt and was woken up by the phone.

I touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, took it and looked at it, put it in my ear and said in a dumb voice: "What are you doing." "Early in the morning.

"Where are you sleeping?" Pan Tao held back a smile, "Have you read the headlines today?" ”

"What headlines."

Pan Tao cleared his throat and said, "Didn't you see it? I didn't read it to you,' Zhang Qing attended the wedding, and the intimacy and sexuality of the young man became a mystery...... Hahaha didn't hold back ......"

“……”

"I said why don't you find a girlfriend, it turns out that you don't like women...... Hey, hey? ”

Meng Liangren was completely sober, while pressing down and hanging up, he rubbed his head of miscellaneous hair hard, sat up, opened the Weibo on his mobile phone, the account he had only recently registered, a disorderly combination of letters and numbers, clicked on the popular, flipped through it, and sure enough, he saw the line of words that seemed bloody to him.

"Zhang Qing attended Zhang Song's wedding, and the intimacy and sexuality of the teenager became a mystery, see the picture below for details."

With this light and angle, the paparazzi are truly an amazing species.

Meng Liangren threw his mobile phone on the futon. This kind of lace news, Fang Hong gradually does not suppress it, and his eldest brother will also suppress it, but there is no need to worry.

Meng Liangren thought so, and flipped through the comments below.

"The little brother is very handsome, but he is a little thin, will he have a bad kidney#doge#"

There is also a joke made up directly in the comments, what "the little goblin sits up and moves by himself", I can see the corners of his forehead twitch again and again.

The phone buzzed and vibrated again, Meng Liangren glanced at it and picked it up.

"Young Master Meng."

"Mr. Zhang." Meng Liang is humane.

Zhang Qing laughed and said, "What is your name...... gentleman?"

"Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Qing couldn't help touching his face, he was two years younger than Meng Zhe, how could he become an uncle.

But now is not the time to discuss this, Zhang Qing softened his tone and said: "Young Master Meng, today's headline, cough, you also saw it, don't say two good words for me in front of your Uncle Fang, otherwise my job will be ruined." ”

Meng Liangren was nothing, but when he heard him ask for help, he thought of the comments who discussed the upper and lower postures and made up jokes, and laughed: "What, dare not do it?" ”

Zhang Qing shouted wrongedly: "I didn't do anything!" You're not an adult! ”

Meng Liangren turned his hand and hung up the phone, and after a while, it rang again.

He took it and looked at it, and then took the passage: "Hey." ”

"Hey." Ye Hui held the freshly ground soybean milk prepared by the nanny in one hand, and looked at the picture of more than 100,000 forwarded on the notebook, "What is this?" ZS Wedding Zhang Qing and Teenager Posture ...... Feed? ”

Young Master Ye pressed his mobile phone on the table and sneered: "Dare to hang up my phone, you have the guts." ”

The picture has been forwarded by 500,000 at noon, after all, Zhang Qing is a first-line male star, and die-hard fans are also very powerful.

However, soon the media deleted the photos, and there was no follow-up hype and promotion, so everyone stopped for a while, and once again turned their attention to the newlywed Zhang Song and several other celebrity couples who were talking about marriage.

Few people in the Meng family know about it except Meng Zhe, after all, Meng Jun is young, Meng Xu is isolated from the outside world in the sanatorium, and the housekeepers and servants will not use Weibo to swipe the webpage.

However, Meng Xuan saw it early in the morning, and talked to his girlfriend on the phone, covered his mouth and snickered a few times, but he didn't dare to sue his family.

In November, Meng Jun's tenth birthday arrived.

Ten years old is also a big birthday, the kitchen is busy, and he said with a smile that he wants to cook a table of good dishes for the little master, and he will grow fast on his birthday.

The boy is late, Meng Jun stands in front of the female classmates in the class, half a head shorter than others, his father and aunts and uncles are very good-looking, he is ten years old, he is still a child, and he does not look like Meng Zhe.

Compared with ordinary boys, Meng Jun has become more and more disinclined to talk in the past two years, which is like his father.

At dinnertime, there was a fine cake on the table, and the phone on the cabinet rang, and the butler went over to pick it up and said, "Hey...... Good. ”

Meng Jun sat on the sofa, and the old housekeeper said, "Little young master, the fourth young man is calling, asking you to answer the phone." ”

Meng Jun's body tensed and he didn't speak, and Garfield on his lap jumped onto the back of the sofa, "meow" and "meow".

Meng Liangren waited for a long time and no one responded, only hearing the cat's meow. I understood, sighed slightly, and hung up the phone.

After dinner, Meng Jun went back to the upstairs bedroom with the cat in his arms, Meng Zhe took a look, and the old housekeeper said, "The fourth young man called, but the little young master refused to answer." ”

Meng Xuan raised his head and glanced at Meng Zhe, but he didn't know what to say.

In the upstairs bedroom, Meng Jun read the villain book and drew a picture, and his aunt came upstairs to ask him to sleep. Meng Jun washed up, changed into pajamas and lay on the bed.

Auntie cleaned up the small desk, came over and touched his cheek, and said softly: "Good young master, go to bed early and grow tall." As he spoke, he covered the quilt for him, turned off the light and left the room.

Meng Jun turned over and shrunk himself into a ball, one large and one small on the windowsill, and two pots of kumquat swayed gently.

Ye Hui entered the university, changed the habit of staying at home in high school, and people came to the apartment in waves, including young college students, on-the-job technical nerds, and those who relied on the Ye family to help them visit.

He himself frequented the drinking party salon, and threw a spare key to the apartment to Meng Liangren. Rao is busy like this, and he still has to ask Meng Liangren about his studies.

Meng Si rarely said anything about suffering, his schoolwork became more and more tight, and he watched the little girl at the same table finish writing a paper in ten minutes, and everyone else was stupid.

Ye Hui knocked on his head with a paper tube and said, "Are you still taking the A major exam like this?" How many buildings are you going to ask Meng Zhe to donate to enter? "He was contacted by a couple of tutors and took turns bombing them on weekends.

Two or three monthly exams, one final semester, and the winter vacation is here.

Ye Hui returned to Linchuan with a breeze on his sleeves. Pan Tao howled on the phone how many feather dusters he had been smoked by Pan's father, and when he talked about Pan Rusong, he snorted and said: "What else, in the head office in front of management, depending on what my father wants, I have to give him a promotion." ”

Meng Liangren was also surprised, he really didn't expect it to develop to this point.

"That's right." Pan Tao remembered something and said, "He has always been in contact with the woman of the Ye family. ”

"Ye Chan?"

"That's right." Pan Tao said, "This Miss Ye was your eldest brother's fiancée a few years ago, right?" Tsk, she is still Ye Hui's aunt, why is there such a big difference between two people from a family? ”

Meng Liangren recalled Ye Chan's appearance, the people of the Ye family were all gentle and graceful, not to mention Ye Hui's father and son, even Mrs. Ye's demeanor was a little similar to her husband.

And Ye Chanmei is beautiful, without that charm of beauty.

Ye Hui, who had been back in Linchuan for several days, called again.

"Settle my personal ...... 308, Building 11, HKUST dormitory, let him live in my apartment downstairs, and the key was in the drawer at the head of the bed on the right side of my room. ”

Before he heard Ye Hui tell him like this, Meng Liangren only felt fresh, checked the address and went over.

Just after the end of the semester, students are going home for the New Year one after another. Eleven dormitories are dormitories for seniors, and many of them have already found jobs and moved out, so these buildings are so quiet.

Meng Liangren looked for it according to the house number, and 308 was the most prominent in the corridor. He buckled the door, but there was no movement, and then he buckled it again, and there was a thin sound inside, and someone seemed to have not woken up and said, "Who?" ”

He read the name on the note and said, "Ye Hui asked me to pick you up and take you to the apartment." ”

"Oh, oh." The man hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door, it was a young man with good facial features, "I'll clean up, do you want to come in and sit?" ”

Meng Liangren said: "No need, you can clean up quickly." ”

The man went into the dormitory again and tossed for a while, and finally carried a bag, a bag in his left hand and a bag in his right hand, locked the door, and smiled at him: "Okay, let's go." ”

Meng Liangren looked at his "belongings", stretched out his hand and said, "I'll help you carry it?" ”

"No, no, no." The man hurriedly dodged, "If Ye Hui knows, don't scold me for bullying my little brother." ”

Meng Liangren: "......"

The two took the school bus to the door, and the man couldn't move when he saw the yellow braised chicken rice at the school gate: "That...... I haven't had breakfast yet......"

Okay, for the sake of you, Ye Hui's person, it's all up to you.

Meng Liangren sat with him in a fairly clean shop, opposite a table of female college students. This man didn't eat enough for himself, and he highly recommended it to him, so he had to order one too.

The girls at the opposite table laughed from time to time, and Meng Liangren looked over and found that there was a boy who was a few years older than him sitting in the middle, talking about something with his eyebrows fluttering, which led the girls to listen and laugh for a while.

Meng Liangren lowered his head and ate the rice, and a few names floated in his ears, a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

The chubby proprietress came out of the back kitchen, first smiled at their table and asked, "Is the food delicious?" If you want to add food, you don't have to pay more. Then he raised his eyebrows and shouted at the table of female college students with full anger: "Cao Xuefeng! The dead boy doesn't deliver takeaways, so he's there! ”

Her roar frightened the boy so much that his neck shrank, and she came over honestly and said, "Third aunt, I'm done with it." ”

"I don't know if I'll get it back, can I finish sending so many orders!"

The boys honestly handed it over, and the girls all covered their mouths and smiled, and when their eyes swept over Meng Liangren's table, they couldn't help but stop, and after a closer look, they bit each other's ears again.

Meng Liangren didn't notice it, and when the man finished eating, he took him to the car, sent him downstairs to Ye Hui's apartment, handed over the key, and went back.