Chapter Thirty-Eight: Door-to-door Marriage (II)

Since Wu Yong met the little witch Meng Ling'er, bad luck has followed one after another, which also makes Wu Yong have to be cautious.

Seeing Wu Yong questioning his motives, the little witch spit out her fragrant tongue and explained righteously: "To be honest, although I hate you very much, especially in the matter of you marrying my sister, I raise my hands and feet against it. But after all, you saved my sister, and, compared to you, I hate Zhou Weihuang's weird sissy even more! ”

I rub, what do you mean compared to me?

Could it be that the master is so unpopular!

Wu Yong drooped his eyelids, looked depressed, and sneered bitterly: "I can't help you if you hate it so much." ”

"Okay, you already know everything you need to know." The little witch shrugged her shoulders and said in a coquettish voice: "Come down with me, there's no time to talk nonsense here." ”

As soon as the words fell, regardless of Wu Yong's reluctance, he directly pulled Wu Yong out of the roomΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall on the first floor was extremely dull, and there was even a subtle smell of gunpowder.

Sitting on the main seat facing the gate was Meng Zhenyun, with a gloomy and solemn face, not smiling.

In the accompanying seat, there are an old man and a young man, wearing a brand-name Armani suit and shiny brand new King Adi leather shoes on his feet. There is a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and between his gestures, he gives people a feeling of arrogance!

Standing behind the two was a black-clad bodyguard who was not tall and expressionless.

"Lao Meng, I have been to the door three times to get married, and you always shirk it in every possible way, which is too bad for me to give someone Zhou." The old man with white temples glanced at Meng Zhenyun, as if he was secretly speculating on what Meng Zhenyun was thinking.

The young man sitting next to the old man is Zhou Weihuang, with clear eyebrows, sharp edges and corners, and wearing a white suit, which looks even more extraordinary.

Although Zhou Weihuang is handsome, he has a bit of femininity. If it sounds good, it is a cream student, but if it doesn't sound good, it is like those sissy male stars, and there is no trace of heroic masculinity on them.

"Uncle Meng, I heard that Yu'er's sister is seriously ill and is still unconscious. This is the best jade jade Buddha I asked for from Myanmar, and it has made the monks enlightened, and I hope that Sister Yu'er can recover soon. Zhou Weihuang smiled lightly, and respectfully placed the exquisite gift box in front of Meng Zhenyun.

Seeing this, Meng Zhenyun took a slow breath, the anger on Guozi's face was hidden, and he said in a deep voice: "Canghai, you and I are old acquaintances, it stands to reason that our two families are right, and it should be logical to get married." However, the little girl already has a marriage contract. Therefore, there is no need to mention the matter of proposing relatives from today onwards. ”

Meng Zhenyun righteously refused, which made Zhou Canghai's face a little angry and dissatisfied. can come to the door to propose, after all, it is not a plug-in frame, and Zhou Canghai is not willing to tear his face.

With an indifferent smile, Zhou Canghai said meaningfully: "Old Meng, you are not prevaricating me again." I have already inquired, there are people with status and face in the entire Haicheng City, and almost none of them have married your Meng family, where did your daughter get a marriage contract. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Zhou Canghai's mouth hooked up a sly and arrogant smile, and said meaningfully: "Old Meng, I heard that Xiaoyu is still unconscious, and I have sent someone to find a hermit old Chinese medicine doctor. As long as you are willing to agree to this family business, I promise to ask the old Chinese medicine doctor to come out of the mountain and cure Xiaoyu. ”

Hearing this, Meng Zhenyun's face was bruised, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Zhou Canghai, you are trying to blackmail me." ”

"Threatened?" Zhou Canghai was sitting precariously, pretending to be innocent, and said with a light smile: "Hehe... Old Meng, you really blame me. Xiao Yu is seriously ill, and I can't eat and can't sleep at night. I worked hard to find an old Chinese medicine doctor who could heal Xiaoyu, but now you say that it is a threat, this hat is really big enough..."

The atmosphere in the living room was suddenly tense, as if it was a battlefield full of fire and smoke, and if you were not careful, a spark could detonate the whole audience.

At this time, Wu Yong and Meng Ling'er, who were squatting behind the railing on the second floor, were sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, secretly poking out half of their heads, and were closely observing all the movements in the living room of Huatang.

"Meng Ling'er, you called me out in a hurry, shouldn't you just let me peep here!" After squatting for a few minutes, Wu Yong felt that his legs and feet were numb, and he couldn't help complaining.

Glancing at Wu Yong coldly, Meng Ling'er muttered dissatisfiedly: "What do you know, now is not a good opportunity to make a move." Wait, I'll see how I made the old fox father and son of the Zhou family dumb eat coptis. ”

Meng Ling'er quietly retracted her head and said to Wu Yong gloatingly, "Hey, you saw that piece of jade jade Buddha just now." ”

Wu Yongmu nodded and said, "That piece of jade jade Buddha does look valuable, it should be a rare ice jade." ”

Ice Seed Emerald!

Meng Ling'er didn't expect that this little lewd thief in front of her would still know what ice jade was, so she couldn't help but widen her eyes and said in surprise: "Oh, I didn't expect you to understand jadeite, not bad." ”

The little witch's exaggerated expression, coupled with the contempt and contempt revealed between the words, did not make Wu Yong feel the slightest sense of approval.

On the contrary, I felt that in Meng Ling'er's eyes, I was like an old hat from the mountains!

"Why are you mentioning that jadeite?" Wu Yong said unhappily.

The little witch's thin lips rose slightly, evoking a charming and unpredictable evil smile, "Look, how did I get that piece of jade in a while." ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Ling'er's crisp and slightly delicate voice was heard from the second floor, breaking the confrontation in the Huatang on the first floor, which was full of fire and smoke.

"My sister has woken up a long time ago, thank you Uncle Zhou for your concern." After that, Meng Linger led Wu Yong down the escalator on the second floor.

When Meng Ling'er walked in front of Meng Zhenyun, her smart eyes stared at the Yingrun Jade Jade Buddha placed on the desk.

"Oh, this stuff is expensive." Meng Linger reached out and took the jadeite out of the delicate gift box, playing back and forth in her little hand, and from time to time she measured it on her chest, as if this piece of jadeite was given to her.

"Zhou Weihuang, this piece of jade is good, I like it very much, shouldn't it be given to me?"

In front of Meng Zhenyun, Zhou Weihuang didn't say much, and he was speechless for a while, so he had to smile back with embarrassment.

Seeing this, the little witch hurriedly grabbed the words, for fear that Zhou Weihuang would tell the truth!

"If you don't deny it, that's the default." As she spoke, Meng Ling'er hung the jade Buddha pendant on her jade neck with a smile on her face, and said sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Weihuang, for caring so much about me, and giving me gifts as soon as we meet, I'm embarrassed." ”

Excuse me!

The little witch smiled and smiled, which is called embarrassment.

Wu Yong was dumbfounded by the little witch's face and the temperament that ate the whole world, and his chin barely fell to the ground.