It's past four o'clock in the morning, and it's about to dawn.

After Meng Qiuping walked out of the lobby of the Meng family, he did not go back to where he lived. Instead, he waved his men away and turned around.

Skirting the corridors, walking through rockeries and flowing waters, I finally stepped into the courtyard where the magnolia was in full bloom in the west.

He tapped lightly on the door with his other, uninjured hand, and waited silently.

At this time, Meng Qiuping was arrogant and brainless, and the shadow of the magnolia tree in the courtyard fell on him, making his whole person a little more gloomy and deep.

"Squeak......!!"

The door opened from the inside, and the handsome foreign man leaned against the door with a glass of red wine in his hand, smiling and looking at him.

"Hello, Mr. Meng."

Examining the exposed blood vessels all over his body, licking his scarlet lips with the tip of his tongue, although he was tasting wine, a pair of turquoise eyes were glued to his body and never left half a minute.

The sudden appearance of this strange foreign man made Meng Qiuping's heart alarmed, and he immediately became seven points defensive against him, and took half a step back to look at him.

"Who are you?"

“h！ My friend, it doesn't matter who I am......" waved the glass of red wine in his hand at him, grinning, his wine-stained lips reddening even more, like a vampire in an ancient castle in the movie.

"The important thing is that I will be an indispensable and important partner in your success, and trust me, we will have a great time."

"I'm not here to see you." Meng Qiuping narrowed his eyes and stared suspiciously at the man in front of him who was smiling and familiar, "What I want to see is Meng Xiting." ”

"Let my guests in."

The voice of the house entered the ears of the two people at the door, pouted and shrugged their shoulders, stood to the side, and made way into the house, while complaining dissatisfiedly, "Why are you in such a hurry, I won't eat him, although when I am hungry, he disturbs my meal." ”

Meng Qiuping ignored him, directly lifted the curtain that hung down in the room to separate the tea room, walked into the inner room, and looked at the man sitting on the mat at the low table and drinking tea.

"I ............"

"Since the second uncle is here, let's sit down and have a cup of tea and eat something first."

Before the words could be spoken, the person sitting at the table made tea, poured a cup and put it on the empty seat on the left, then raised his head and made a "please" gesture to Meng Qiuping, who was standing.

The Zhilan jade tree-like man had an inviolable coldness in his eyes, which made Meng Qiuping sink down all of a sudden, and sat down as he said.

Behind him, who was drinking red wine, he slowly followed, sat next to him, picked up the knife and fork on the plate, cut a piece of steak and was about to send it to his mouth, when he saw his gaze.

"Mr. Meng, do you want to taste some? I made it myself, and it tasted just right. ”

In the face of his inquiry, Meng Qiuping looked at the steak on the plate that was still bloodshot and almost the same as eating it raw.

Because he might have a close relationship with Meng Xiting, after thinking about it, he still shook his head and said politely, "Thank you, I prefer the seven-minute cook." ”

"That's just right, I still keep a copy, it just so happens that he doesn't like to eat it, it's medium-rare, you wait a minute."

Excitedly rising, he got up and went to serve the medium-rare steak he had spoken.