"I think you should know that the level department has been looking for malleable talents among ordinary people, and the real abilities will be discovered by the Tianlu Tea House, and then, the excellent ones will be introduced to the EN International Ability Academy." Wen Jingrong said as he handed a plate of dishes to Meng Shuixin.

Meng Shuixin took the dish and sniffed it and said, "It seems that the level department has always selected the ability container from the outstanding ordinary people in this way. ”

Wen Jingrong nodded.

"This time the matter is quite big, I heard that a new person in charge will be sent to the department." Meng Shui said in his heart.

"So what?"

"Do you think it's possible for us to blend into the Division?"

"What do you think?"

Meng Shuixin didn't speak, but if the person above Mo He's mouth was bent on wanting what he had in his hands, or it could be said that he had always wanted to get rid of himself, then he was the master of the Meng family, which should be enough to make him more vigilant, so would he shoot a cronie, or come in person?

There has been no movement from Mohe, do they really not want such an important chess piece as Mohe?

No, in their previous life, they maintained and supported Mohe so much, presumably Mohe was not just a bargaining chip for the illegitimate daughter of the Meng family, right?

So, what else is on Mohe?

"What are you thinking?" Wen Jingrong shook Meng Shuixin's shoulder and asked.

"Nothing, what's wrong?"

"Let you open the door!" Wen Jingrong shook the carrot in his hand and said with a helpless smile.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't hear that." Meng Shuixin smiled embarrassedly.

This dinner, the four of them talked and laughed, and finally Zhang Yi and the little aunt forgot to bring salt, Meng Shuixin held the red wine glass and shook the red wine in it and said: "I said little aunt, you are really right, I also sent you a special message." ”

"What's wrong with that, anyway, it's just to reduce the burden on the stomach, Wen Jingrong, I didn't expect you to be good at cooking, our little princess's stomach is not good, it always worries me, you have to take care of it more." Meng You said while eating.

"Little aunt, don't worry, I will."

Meng Shuixin's action of holding the chopsticks did pause, did he have a bad stomach?

Meng Shui thought that when he was in the Jade Mountain Villa, he confronted Mo He, which confirmed his conjecture, it turned out that even in their previous life, they had thought of framing themselves early.

"When eating, don't be cranky." Wen Jingrong brought Meng Shuixin a bowl of soup and said.

"I said we brought good wine today, and we can celebrate together." Meng You said as he took out a bottle of good wine from the bag on the ground.

"yes, this is what Youyo scavenged from me." Zhang Yi said.

"What's the matter, our designer Zhang Da is reluctant?" Meng You drank a glass of red wine as he spoke.

Meng Shuixin hurriedly grabbed Meng You's arm and said, "Little aunt, you can't drink enough, don't drink so violently!" ”

"How can you talk about this child!" Meng You waited for Meng Shuixin to glance at him, looked at Zhang Yi beside him and said, "Ah Yi, you can't trust him, my amount of wine is good~"

Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong helplessly.

Wen Jingrong signaled that there was nothing wrong.

"What is it that little aunt needs to celebrate?" Meng Shuixin finally gave up stopping Meng You, and watched Meng You drink cup by glass, as if he was very happy.

"She's going back to EN International College to finish her studies." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"Really, how could you suddenly go back?" Meng Shuixin was also very surprised, although the little aunt never said it, but Meng Shuixin knew very well that the little aunt was very concerned about her ability not to use it openly, and as a person from the Meng family, her abilities would be restricted, and it was not a glorious thing to say it, Meng Shuixin always felt that the little aunt had changed her boyfriend frequently in the past few years, and her unstable private life was also related to this matter.

"Well, something happened, anyway, now I just need to complete the remaining credits to get my diploma." Meng You shook the wine glass as he spoke, and the woman's face was covered with redness, and she felt a little drunk.

"That's really great, little aunt, congratulations." Meng Shuixin raised his glass and said.

"Yes." Meng You is clean again.

Meng Shuixin vaguely felt that the little aunt was unhappy, but she felt that she was thinking too much, how could the little aunt be unhappy about such a happy thing?

It's just that the matter of the little aunt dropping out of school involved the Meng family, and it shouldn't be a simple matter, why did the little aunt return to school?

And who has that ability?

"Little aunt, does grandpa know about this?" Meng Shuixin asked, and then put a shrimp into Meng You's bowl.

"Well, I've already said it, but the impact of this incident is far less eye-catching than the fact that you live in Wen Jingrong's private house." Meng You said and drank the next glass of wine.

"I also know, such a big movement, grandpa will know sooner or later, grandpa is very angry, right?" Meng Shuixin asked with some concern.

"You also know the old man's personality, even if he is angry, if he is not in a hurry, he will not show it." Meng You poured another glass of wine and said.

"Okay, Yoyo, you've drunk too much today." Zhang Yi wanted to take the cup in Meng You's hand as he spoke, but Meng You dodged it lightly, Meng You held the cup in the air and shook it and said, "Look, you can't grab it." ”

"Little aunt, don't drink, you're drunk." Meng Shuixin also wanted to take the wine glass in Meng You's hand, but to no avail.

Wen Jingrong did not participate in the actions of the three people at this time, but carefully dialed the shrimp one by one and put them into Meng Shuixin's bowl, his sleeves were half rolled, and his slender fingers should be used to play the piano, but now even if he is peeling shrimp, he is elegant as if he is making tea.

Sure enough, Meng You, who was overwhelmed by alcohol, soon became unconscious after a glass of red wine, and she fell on Zhang Yi's body in a daze, and finally muttered, not knowing what she was saying.

"What should I do, Youyou is drunk, I'll take her back." Zhang Yi looked at the woman who fell on top of him and said, "The woman's often blonde hair is draped on her body, but it looks very casual.

And he didn't even reject a woman who used herself as a sofa so unscrupulously.

"Little aunt, it's so late now, it's inconvenient for you to go, right? Why don't you stay there? Meng Shuixin stood up and helped Meng You.

"No, if I'm not mistaken, there are no guest rooms here in Jingrong." Zhang Yi said that he wanted to put on a coat for Meng You.

"Don't have a room?" Meng Shuixin first froze for a moment, and then quickly understood that Wen Jingrong's dead house usually rarely comes to the house, how can there be a spare room, even he lives in Wen Jingrong's room, and he looked at his little aunt worriedly, thinking about whether to send his little aunt with Zhang Yi, today's little aunt looks a little abnormal.

"You stay tonight." Wen Jingrong said.

Meng Shuixin and Zhang Yi looked at Wen Jingrong suspiciously at the same time.

"But you're not the first person to move into this room." Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin and smiled warmly.

Meng Shuixin frowned, not understanding what Wen Jingrong was talking about.

"Come, let's help my little aunt up first."

When he went up to the second floor and pushed the room directly opposite Wen Jingrong's room open, Meng Shuixin understood what Wen Jingrong said just now: "But you are not the first person to move into this room." ”

What exactly does that mean?

The whole room is larger than Wen Jingrong's many rooms, full of postmodernist style, and no additional colors are applied to the walls, completely showing the original color of the walls.

Although there are not many abstract paintings hanging on the wall, each one is the handiwork of a contemporary master.

The metal mixed with highly abstract geometric patterns of the furniture has a harsh atmosphere, and unlike the simple design of the room, which seems to be more powerful, one can feel the oppressive feeling of the room just by standing in it.

But unexpectedly, Meng Shuixin really likes the feeling that this room brings to his home, he is dignified, majestic, and even the small ornaments or decorations show the unique characteristics of ingenuity, and although this room has a heavy feeling of masculine atmosphere, but in the subtle places also highlight the fact that this room will be the heroine in the future.

This room is designed with modern compartments, which gives Meng Shuixin a deep sense of security in addition to seeing the spaciousness of this room.

Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong and said, "This? ”

Zhang Yi put Meng You on the big bed and said while taking care of Meng You: "Jingrong, what's going on, haven't you always been disgusted by the extra rooms here?" We've been together for so many years, but I've never stayed overnight here, and the only few times we've talked about things. ”

"I think if one day, my girlfriend wants to have a room for herself, I'm always going to have to take it out, don't I? Couldn't let her stay in my room all the time. Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin and said with a smile.

"And you know I like it?" Meng Shuixin said while looking at the room.

"I just got it first, if you don't like it, you can change it at any time, or you can ask Ah Yi to help you design it." Wen Jingrong said with a smile, and then pointed to the cabinet behind Zhang Yi.

Then Zhang Yi took out a blanket from the cabinet and slowly covered Meng You's body.

Meng You seemed to be very uncomfortable and couldn't sleep steadily.

"My little aunt's alcohol consumption has always been bad, and Designer Zhang Da should not let him drink so much wine in the future." Meng Shuixin frowned and said.

"Do you think I can stop your little aunt's character?" Zhang Yi looked at the woman who seemed to be uncomfortable lying on the bed and said.