Chapter Seventy-Eight, Can It Be Said That Each Has a Ghost Fetus (II)
The hour hand ticked towards eleven a.m.
"Midong-san, is it convenient to speak now?"
"I thought you weren't going to hang up in your life."
I want to make a call to the other party, and I receive an active call from the other party a second before I press the call button, this kind of experience, Meidong has really never experienced. The day before noon was bright, the east wing was sunny, and she was lazily lying on the princess bed, with snacks on the bedside table.
The door was locked and locked, and with her shoes and socks off, Mito looked at her upturned right foot in a chic manner, half an hour earlier, she had just put on a pale pink nail polish on herself.
"If you're trying to ask if I'm exposed, don't worry, rich girl, your family is pretty foolish. But one thing, I'm really scared by the wall of literature books in your bedroom, all of them, you've read them all? β
"Since I was in middle school, I've been setting aside an hour every day to read." Mozi's voice was very sweet: "So Mei Dongsan, how is your situation there, have you encountered any difficulties?" How about getting along with your family? β
Midong stared at the clock on the wall across the bed, the second hand ticking: "Your family, you must know better than me." If I really expose something, I still have time to hang out with you? Definitely...... For example, what should we do to hold a family meeting to discuss what to do? β
Tick, tick, the second hand walked full, and Midon stared at its movements, her heart beating in sync.
"yes, I forgot to tell you about this."
I only heard Mozi exclaim, and hurriedly said: "Our family is really troublesome, but whenever something happens, grandfather will gather everyone together and make an announcement." Midong-san, if you encounter that time, you must be careful. There are so many people in the family, some of them will want to talk to you, once you encounter something I haven't told you, you must pretend to be confused, okay? β
"So exaggerated?"
Mei Dong's gaze froze slightly, and then the corners of her mouth hooked slightly: "Some people want to talk to you?" β
Midong lay flat on the bed, gazing at her pink toenails with interest. It's just nail polish, and the rich girl actually has a whole set of 105 colors, which occupies a big and delicate box. Moreover, it does make sense that she uses pink the most, this immature color is matching her character.
"Well...... That's true. β
I only heard Miyamoto Moko smile bitterly: "You should have experience, the dining table sits on the left hand side of your grandfather, which is a treatment that Grandmother Chiyo, and even Uncle Longjing don't haveβunless I'm not there." Of course, I also told you about my uncle, and he and his grandfather have been at odds for many years. β
The rich girl actually took the initiative to mention her grandfather.
Midong held the phone in her right hand, and her left hand swept over her lap, her expression was incomprehensible: "That's it, that's the end of the topic." Mozi, it's time for me to find out about your situation, what have you been busy with these two days? β
"Well, try not to make mistakes in your work."
I only heard Mozi say: "The work of the bank is really difficult, especially the position of temporary workers, and it is necessary to take turns to handle all types of business. I'm sorry, but I haven't had time to do other part-time jobs these two nights, and I'm trying to learn about finance. As for the question of arrears......"
She pondered for a moment and said, "That's it, Mei Dong-san, if we have time next Friday, how about we find a place to meet?" β
Mei Dong suddenly felt that her heart seemed to be firmly clenched: "When you say meet, you mean ......"
"It's been a week since the exchange, so there should always be a swap of experiences, right?"
I only heard Mozi say: "Do you want to continue to exchange, two days of hard work, I'm not sure what you feel, but a week's time, you should be able to sum it up, right?" It's still relatively easy for me to adapt to your life, although it is difficult to make money, there are also ways, but I can't force myself, but you must be more difficult there, right? β
"So seven days, Mitosan, is enough time for you to find an answer for yourself, right?"
On the other side of the phone, when Mozi left this sentence, he didn't get a reply from Midong immediately. She wasn't surprised, in fact, it was even completely unexpected. The call was made by her on her own initiative, and Mei Dongsan, who suddenly received the news, must need a little time to digest.
ββ¦β¦ Got it, we'll connect afterwards and hang up first. β
A moment later, with a brief snort, Midong detained the phone.
The next second, in the room that suddenly became quiet, she let out a long breath.
It's eleven a.m., and by the end of breakfast, it's been more than three hours.
One o'clock in the afternoon was the time for the meeting to begin, but until now, no new family had been welcomed into the entire Miyamoto Mansion.
Throughout the whole process, his grandfather Longzang stayed in the bedroom and did not leave the house; After Midong got rid of the interrogation and praise of her grandmother and mother, she also locked herself in her room and didn't come out; God knows what her stepfather Tomoya is doing, in just two days, she won't care about the daily life of a son-in-law.
"What does this phone call from a rich girl mean?"
Midong looked at the ceiling, clutching her phone, and did not forget that this call was hung up by the other party a second before she was about to take the initiative to dial.
"Ask me how I'm doing, how I feel, and then ask me if I'd like to continue the exchange after the initial experience. Is this stinky girl who looks like a white rabbit really stupid, or is she pretending to be stupid? β
There was no more muttering on her lips, Midong just simply put her hand on her thigh and stroked it gently. She was dressed normally now, and there was no sense of seduction in her actions, but it was obvious that some old man next door seemed to be just that.
"She should know that she is at risk of luring a wolf into the house, and if it's just this level, or rather, it's just this level, she thinks I'm going to back down?"
Midong got out of bed and walked around the bedroom.
The sun is fine at noon, but now is not the time to enjoy life. What will the so-called family meeting say, with her eavesdropping last night, Meidong has a spectrum in her heart, so her beloved grandmother and mother must be like a mirror in their hearts.
It's almost one o'clock in the afternoon, but the Miyamoto Mansion has not yet ushered in a full house, and Miyamoto Moko even called to meet with her privately next Friday. It's like fate is standing still, and if Midon only cares about applying nail polish, it would be really stupid.
Then, very casually, she slipped out onto the balcony and looked out into the garden.
"Huh?"
When did it happen, there was a ...... in the parking area of the garden
"What do you mean you can't come? Do you all look down on me!? β
Just as Mi Dong wanted to take a closer look, in the corridor outside the boudoir, her grandfather's deafening roar sounded!