Chapter 297: Meeting Four Years Later

"Mom, I'm going to New York anyway, whether you agree with it or not. You are also from the past, if it were you, and you were asked to leave me and my father and find someone better, would you go? Qing Ke had already made up her mind, and Bai Meng's persuasion had no effect on her.

"I ...... Can this be the same? Your father and I are married to a serious couple. ”

As soon as Bai Meng said this, Qing Ke was silent.

Yes, she and Wu Meng are nothing, but she is so useless, her heart is full of this annoying Wu Meng, and she can't tolerate others at all.

She also went with apprehension, she didn't know what the result would be waiting for her, and because of this, she was reluctant to bring Cha Cha with her.

Bai Meng saw that Qing Ke was silent, knowing that he had poked Qing Ke's sore spot, so he quickly changed his words.

She stopped pointing fingers, sat down on the sofa, and said calmly: "Since you have made up your mind to go to him, then Cha Cha can't stay out of it, why don't you bring Cha Cha with you?" ”

"I ...... I also want to take her there, but this is undecided, of course everyone is happy, what should I do if I am evil? I don't want her to be hurt in any way. ”

"Also, if that person doesn't have you in his heart, even if you use a child, you can't tie him up. Then you can go with confidence, and leave Chacha to me. Remember, loving and being loved unilaterally is painful, and only two feelings can last long. I don't want you to use Cha Cha as a bargaining chip, and don't involve the child until the matter between you is clear. That's all I can say, if you are such a tendon, then others can't help you, only you can help you. ”

What Bai Meng said this time was all heart-wrenching, she originally thought that Qing might "choose a good bird to perch on a tree", but seeing that Qing Ke is so persistent, as an elder, she can't force her to death!

Ay! Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and she doesn't want to worry about this leisure more, so let Qingke go!

"Thank you, Mom! It's because I'm not filial, and I have to worry about you when I'm so old. ”

"Oops! Why do mothers and daughters still say these raw words! Be careful on the road, be cautious in everything you do, and protect yourself. Bai Meng, like all mothers who bid farewell to their children, told Qing Ke that safety comes first.

"Hmm!" Qing nodded forcefully and gave Bai Meng a parting hug.

Bai Meng stroked Qingke's jet-black hair, in her mother's arms, children will never grow up, and they will always be their most important treasure.

"The road is long, the road ahead is vast, or ...... I asked your dad to accompany you? After Bai Meng thought about it carefully, he was still a little worried about Qing Ke, and put forward the idea of letting Shang Xin accompany him.

"No, Mom, no, isn't it good that I've been abroad for four years? Rest assured! As long as your daughter doesn't want to be deceived, others can't be deceived. Qing Ke pulled out of Bai Meng's arms and said with a joking smile.

Bai Meng had a crying and laughing expression on his face.

"Okay, Mom, you and Dad also have to think more about the body, Dad, you can help me explain, I haven't had time to tell him yet. Also, this trip may require a lot of money, I transferred some from the company's account, you also remember to tell Dad. Otherwise, he thought it would be a joke to think that someone had embezzled public funds and recruited the police. ”

"yes, got it."

"Mom, I'll leave through the back door, and when Cha Cha asks you, you say I'll go back to the company to work overtime, and I'll be back today. She's not a difficult child either, and she should be easy to coax. ”

"Okay, I know, it's not the first time I've brought a baby, aren't you all so old?"

Before leaving, Qing Ke explained to Bai Meng about Cha Cha again. After saying that, he fled through the back door with his suitcase, stopped a taxi at the back door, and went straight to the airport.

She feels very lucky, she is already like this, and her parents can still stand behind her as her strong backing, so that she will not be helpless.

In this way, Qing Ke successfully got on the plane to New York and began her journey to find love.

After connecting flights and waiting for the plane, she took a plane for more than 24 hours and finally arrived in New York safely. After getting off the plane, she didn't even bother to eat a hot meal, and rushed to Manhattan in a car non-stop.

She dragged her salute, followed the address written on the paper, asked as she went, and finally asked about the whereabouts of Wu Meng and his father at a Tang gathering place.

Qing Ke followed the instructions of passers-by and found the place where Wu Meng and the others lived.

It was not a villa, nor an apartment, but a dilapidated building, and in the building were snail houses of only more than ten square meters.

The corridor was dirty, and all kinds of bottles and cans were thrown everywhere, and the conditions were very bad.

Such living conditions are not a good place in China, let alone an eldest lady like Qingke, she is still very surprised to see such a scene, and she feels a little chilling, and she always feels cold behind her.

She could even smell the strong smell of musty and sweat in the corridor, and the rooms on both sides of the corridor had some doors wide open, and the space in the room was very small, full of daily necessities.

Some big men wore four-legged pants and slippers on their feet, and sat at the door to cool off. When they saw Qing Ke, who was incompatible with this place, they all cast strange eyes, staring at Qing Ke like a monster.

She walked in the narrow corridor in fear, looking at the house numbers one by one, looking for Wu Meng's residence.

Finally, at the end of the aisle, she found the house number written on the address. The door was closed, and she stood in the doorway for a long time.

In the end, she finally mustered up the courage to wave her jade fist, and looked at the door, and it was an old man with gray temples who came to open the door, and this person was Wu Zhengxiong. As soon as the door opened, a strong strange smell wafted out, which made Qing Ke's nose very uncomfortable, and she endured it and didn't let her hands cover her nose.

Wu Zhengxiong looked at Qing Ke with puzzled eyes, after living here for so many years, except for the landlord who came to collect the rent and utility bills on time every month, few people interacted with them on weekdays.

"Hello, does Wu Meng live here?"

Qing Ke took advantage of Wu Zhengxiong's distraction and asked first.

Wu Zhengxiong smiled politely and nodded in response: "Yes, who are you?" ”

For Qing Ke, Wu Zhengxiong was unfamiliar, and she didn't even know if the old man in front of her was Wu Meng's father. Of course, for Wu Zhengxiong, the beautiful woman in front of him with an extraordinary temperament and fashionable clothes is also unfamiliar.

"I ...... I'm Wu Meng's friend, you're an uncle, right? Qing Ke asked tentatively.

"Yes, I'm Wu Meng's father Wu Zhengxiong, are you really Ah Meng's friend? How did you find here? Wu Zhengxiong's tone was full of suspicion, his father and son are like this now, who else will think of them! He felt that the Qing Ke in front of him was not real at all, and even wondered if he was hallucinating.

"Uncle, can I go in and talk?"

"......" Wu Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment, and let Qing Ke into the house, "Of course you can, but the place is narrow and dirty, I'm afraid you don't want to enter." ”

"How, thank you, uncle!" Qing Ke responded with a smile, politely thanked Wu Zhengxiong, followed Wu Zhengxiong, and entered the house.

Wu Zhengxiong let Qing Ke into the house, and muttered, "It's really time for you to come, he is normal at this time, it is the Ah Meng you knew before, if you are really friends, he should be able to recognize you." ”

It was a room of more than ten square meters, and the room was full of messy miscellaneous items, and there were two wooden beds. All in all, Qing Ke can only be described in three words - dirty, messy and narrow.

Wu Meng sat at a small table, enjoying his dinner, with a plate of unknown vegetables and a plate of kimchi, and a half-eaten bread in his hand, which seemed to be a perfect combination of Chinese and Western.

"Come, sit down! Haven't asked me what your name is? Wu Zhengxiong moved a chair to Qing Ke and asked her name by the way.

"My name is Shang Qingke! My dad is the chairman of Qingshang Group. ”

The reason why Qing Ke revealed his identity was not to show off, nor to impress Wu Zhengxiong. She just felt that if she wanted to be with Wu Meng, there was no need to hide anything from his family, and she should be honest with each other.

Qingshang Group?

Qing Ke's words are indeed better than a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Wu Zhengxiong was stunned. looked at Qing Ke with incredible eyes, and the whole person was petrified.

Wu Meng either heard Qing Ke's voice, or heard Qing Ke's familiar name. He chewed the bread in his mouth as he turned back to see who it was.

When he turned around, the eyes of the two met unexpectedly, and the two pairs of eyes looked at each other so closely, and the room suddenly became unusually quiet.

Wu Meng is no longer as high-spirited as he was back then, his face is full of stubble, his face is haggard, and the long hair on his head is greasy and greasy on his head, as if he has not been cleaned for too long.

The way he looks now can only be described in two words - sloppy.

The disease had tormented him to an imhuman appearance, and at first, Wu Zhengxiong hid it from him and tried his best to cooperate with each of his personalities.

Later, Wu Meng gradually realized that he was sick, and the illness was not clear, although he cooperated with the doctor very carefully for treatment, but his spirit collapsed because of this.

He no longer pursues ideals, no longer pursues love, no longer pursues fun, and the whole person is like a walking corpse. Except for three meals a day, he hardly paid attention to anything, and spent his days depressed, waiting for the end of his life.

Qing Ke looked at Wu Meng in front of him, his heart was sour, and tears were squeezed out of his eyes.

She rose from her chair and looked at Wu Meng with affection. Wu Meng also put down the bread in his hand and got up from the small stool.

Because the space is too narrow, the distance between the two is not very far. This way, both parties can see the expressions on each other's faces more clearly.

Qing Ke didn't speak first, she really didn't know what to say in the first sentence.

"Is that you? What are you doing here? Wu Meng spoke, but his tone was not as gentle as Qing Ke expected, and there was a sense of reproach and displeasure. There seemed to be a hint of disgust in those sloppy eyes.