Monlin was sitting on the couch reading a newspaper. With a fine cigar between his left fingertips, he takes a deep breath and exhales a smoke ring.

"Brother, Ling Jie is here!" At this time, Mengyun pushed the door and entered. Ling Jie also walked in with Mengyun. This is Ling Jie's second time here, and the feeling here is still so familiar.

"Ling Jie, come and sit down!" Meng Lin got up from the sofa, took out a cigar and handed it to Ling Jie: "Xiao Yun, you go to the room first." I'll talk to Ling Jie about something! Meng Lin glanced at Meng Yun.

"Oh, I see!" Meng Yun threw a strange look at Ling Jie and happily walked up to the room on the second floor. What is it that makes Mengyun so happy? Just on the way, Ling Jie gave her a fountain pen. Originally, this fountain pen was Mengyun's birthday last time, and Ling Jie planned to give it to her.

I didn't expect it to be so long. Ling Jie remembered that he had bought it for her in the first place. Thinking of this, Ling Jie didn't think of anything, so he gave it to her. When Mengyun saw this fountain pen, that face smiled happily. This was the first time Ling Jie had given a gift, and she was naturally happy.

Although, this is a belated birthday present, Mengyun's wounded heart is somewhat comforted by this. Taking the cigar handed by Meng Lin, Ling Jie lit it and took a deep breath before sitting down on the sofa. Looking at Meng Lin curiously, he wondered what he was looking for himself.

Meng Lin extinguished the cigarette butt that had just burned out, and said with a smile: "Ling Jie, I am looking for you today and want to tell you something!" Meng Lin said this, and froze.

"Just say it when you have something, I like to be refreshing!" Ling Jie flicked the falling ash into the ashtray and said lightly. "Since you've said so, I'll be open. I don't know if you're interested in joining our Blood Gang. As long as you come to help me, I can guarantee that the two of us will have the final say in the blood gang in the future. I don't know, would you like to? Meng Lin looked at Ling Jie with a seductive expression. I'm also thinking about my own plans.

Damn, it's here again. Thinking about it, Ling Jie smiled: "I will think about this matter." I really don't want to be in a gang, though. You should be able to see what I mean. Otherwise, if you need my help in the future. I'll definitely help, it's always okay, right? Ling Jie shrugged helplessly. He didn't bother to be with Menglin. What kind of bullshit blood gang, the master can't look down on it.

"You, you really don't have this plan?" Meng Lin lured again. "Yes, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!" Ling Jie extinguished the cigarette butt, hugged his fist to Menglin and walked out of the villa.

As soon as Ling Jie left, Meng Lin shook his head and walked into a room. Since Ling Jie didn't agree, Meng Lin didn't want to force him. He still has some understanding of Ling Jie's temper. Leaving the dream house, Ling Jie hurried home. If it weren't for Mengyun's face just now, Ling Jie wouldn't have bothered to go to their house. I still want to let myself in, no way, you are stupid to be a master. Even if the master mixes in this business, he will not send people under the fence. Anyway, start your own gang.

As soon as Ling Jie got home, Xia Meng greeted him: "Dad, are you back?" Ling Jie threw his schoolbag on the sofa, picked up Xia Meng, and kissed her pink face: "Little Meng, it's so good." ”

Xia Meng rolled his eyes at Ling Jie: "Dad, you attacked me again." By the way, let's PK cut the fruit. Hee-hee, you're definitely not my opponent! ”