A hint of apology flashed on Wen Si's face, and he said a little depressed. When will I be able to change my temper, this is still unknown. She's really confused. She wants to change it, but she doesn't know how to change it.

"Cousin, don't I know you yet? I'll go first, goodbye! Mengyun kissed Wen Si on the cheek, beckoned and pushed the door out.

"Xiaoyun, I'll play with you again when I have time!" Wen Si beckoned to Mengyun, started the car and disappeared on the road. Then, rush home as fast as you can.

Mengyun watched Wen Si's sports car gradually disappear from her sight, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and stopped a taxi and disappeared here. The weather during this summer vacation, it is simply not a place for people to stay, and Mengyun can't be stupid enough to bask in the sun here.

In the afternoon, it was past two o'clock.

In a luxurious villa, the decoration here is extremely luxurious, which shows that the owner is worth a considerable amount. An old man over half a hundred years old was sitting on the sofa in the living room looking at a newspaper in his hand, and his bright eyes fell on a headline on the newspaper tightly, in a daze.

"Grandpa, you have to help me make the decision, someone bullied me just now, woo!" With a delicate sound struck in the living room.

At this moment, a beautiful woman pushed the door in the midst of a servant's greeting. Between words and deeds, he threw the LV bag on his shoulder on the sofa and sat down next to the old man with an angry face. She is Wen Si, Wen Si who just said goodbye to Mengyun.

"What, what kid is impatient to live and actually bully my granddaughter!" At this time, the old man was stunned, and slapped the newspaper in his hand on the Bolin table next to him. With this beat, Nabolin was also shattered. It shows what kind of realm this old man's ability is.

Wen Xiang, who was 50 years old at the time, was an outstanding martial arts master, and he could be regarded as a master in Luoshi. In his life, he has never met any masters. Just last time, when he went to southern Xinjiang, he lost his old face. Actually, I was intimidated by a small child!

He dared to guarantee that this kid had at least 40 years of internal strength. This is just his calculation according to the standards of the martial arts world. As for whether this is the case, he is not sure. Anyway, this kid is a cow and a Western goods, he is convinced!

At this time, his mind was full of pictures of the last time in southern Xinjiang. I don't know, this kid hung up or not. This southern Xinjiang is a valley of death, can he come out alive? It's a pity that a good martial arts seedling was ruined in southern Xinjiang like this. How did he know that Ling Jie's last trip was not Southern Xinjiang at all, and he also learned a Niuxi medical skill in it and came back.

"Grandpa, I'll tell you. This kid is very good. Even if you go, it can't be his opponent, it's not Xiao Si who hits you, hey! Treat it as if I asked for it, who made me not good at academics! As he spoke, Wen Si hid the following words.

After this, I believe that grandpa can guess what he wants to say. Seeing that his grandfather's face was angry, Wen Si looked at him with a frightened expression. Xindao, you kid bullied me, I let grandpa beat you to death. For her grandfather's martial arts, she never doubted the power of it.

"Xiao Si, you tell grandpa, what does this kid look like, where is it, and grandpa will help you clean him up. Actually, it was bullied to the old man. ”