Lin Yuer, who returned to the room, changed into light clothes, took out a big cloak from the space button, and draped herself.

Barefoot, Lin Yuer came to Meng Beiping's door.

"Beiping, did you sleep?"

Inside, no one answered.

Lin Yu'er didn't give up, and raised her hand to gently tap the door a few times. Inside, there was still no one replying.

It was already late at night, Lin Yuer pulled the cloak on her body, and her body trembled slightly.

Maybe she fell asleep, Lin Yuer comforted herself silently in her heart.

Since losing the voice she was proud of, Lin Yuer has never been able to climb into Meng Beiping's bed. Now she is just an ornament with the title of Mrs. Meng family. Even the things that Meng Beiping kept outside could climb on her head and make a fortune.

finally coaxed Meng Kun to take her out, and along the way, Lin Yuer didn't even touch the corner of Meng Beiping's clothes. Today's dinner turned out to be the first time she and Meng Beiping have come face to face these days.

"Yu'er, your sister is useless. You have to hold on to the big tree of Meng Beiping and give him a son as soon as possible."

Mother's bitter words still echoed in my ears.

Meng Beiping left the table early, Meng Kun and Meng Zhen were still dealing with Reald in the banquet hall, and Meng Shu was also separated by her. Now is the perfect opportunity, and Lin Yuer is not willing to give up. As long as she can have a son this time, her position in the Meng family will be stable.

Lin Yuer bit her lip and knocked on Meng Beiping's door again.

This time, she got a response.

With the surging spiritual power swept in, it was Meng Beiping's emotionless voice.

"Get out."

Lin Yuer was pressed to the ground by Meng Beiping's spiritual power, and her body retreated uncontrollably. Lin Yuer clasped the green bricks on the ground with her fingers, stubbornly unwilling to leave.

Raising her head, Lin Yu'er's eyes were full of grievances, "Beiping, will you see me?" ”

This time, there was no response from the house

No matter how Lin Yuer begged, Meng Beiping was not even willing to release the coercion again.

By the time Meng Zhen brought Reald here, Lin Yu'er didn't know how long she had been lying on the stone steps at the door. The original ruddy face was already pale, and no matter how perfect the mask was, it couldn't hide the despair in Lin Yu'er's eyes. Her lower limbs were no longer numerous, and her whole body was supported by her arms to move on the ground.

Even so, Lin Yuer was still lying on the ground, begging Meng Beiping to see her.

Meng Zhen looked coldly at Lin Yu'er lying on the ground, and waved his hand to summon the bodyguards who followed behind him. "A few of you, help Aunt Lin back to rest."

Before being touched by the bodyguards, Lin Yuer was already struggling frantically. She screamed, her sharp nails cutting at the bodyguard.

All of a sudden, the athletic bodyguards were gone, and they were tied up with Lin Yuer.

Meng Kun blushed, pointed to the bodyguard behind him and jumped to his feet: "Why don't you hurry up and help Aunt Lin go back!" ”

The bodyguards behind Meng Kun also rushed forward in a panic, and the four of them together spent a lot of effort to set Lin Yu'er up.

Lin Yuer was being held, and her limbs were still struggling. The bodyguard wiped his face, and the mouth that was caught by Lin Yuer would be soaked in sweat and jump suddenly.

Angrily pressed Lin Yu'er's arm, and one of the bodyguards threatened in a low voice: "Be honest, otherwise you will feel better later." ”

Lin Yu'er's roaring voice was still there, but the person was forcibly dragged out by the four bodyguards.

Meng Zhen arched his hand at Reald and smiled apologetically, "It really made the marshal laugh." ”

Reald also hurriedly waved his hand, "No, Mrs. Meng really has a deep affection for Mr. Meng." ”

Meng Zhen pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed a few times, and slowly walked up the steps. He raised his hand and knocked on Meng Beiping's door.

"Father? Marshal Reald came. ”

It was quiet inside the house, Meng Zhen waited for a long time, but no one responded.

He raised his hand and knocked it several more times. The result is the same every time, and no one in the room will respond if you wait a long time.

Reald waited impatiently, stepped forward a few steps, and kicked Meng Beiping's door open with his foot.

Inside, the house was empty.

On the bed, there are obvious traces of pressure on the quilt. Akito has been here, but has left again.

Grabbing Meng Zhen's collar, Reald asked with a dark face, "Third Young Master Meng, where is my wife?" ”

Meng Zhen looked blankly at the folded quilt on the bed, his fingers constantly sliding under the hem of the clothes.

"Third Young Master Meng, where is my wife!"

Reelde's face was already in front of Meng Zhen's eyes, and his tone became more and more cold.

Meng Kun shrank outside the door, poked his head out of his head in a daze, and taunted Reelde. "Your wife? Your wife has climbed the wall. ”

"Shameless thing, pretend to be high." Meng Kun muttered in his mouth, "Doesn't it look like my mother, but now I'm holding on to my father." ”

Meng Kun's words were clearly heard by Reald and Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen frowned and looked at Meng Kun coldly, "Big brother, if you are uncomfortable, go down and rest." My brain is burned out, and I don't know how to measure my words, do I? ”

"My father is gone, and I'm the biggest now! Third, you have to listen to me. Who made you so unruly! ”

He doesn't have much ability, his brain is not good, and Meng Kun has never been vague about his seniority.

Meng Beiping is not here, he, Meng Kun is the boss.

No matter what situation he has on the field, no matter how big the background is opposite him, he has to be Meng Kun as the boss.

Meng Zhen stared at Meng Kun for a long time, and sighed deeply.

He reached out and struggled down, fumbling for a long time before he grasped the hand that was hanging beside Reelde. Holding that hand, Meng Zhen pointed out: "Marshal, there is really an accident here, and the worst thing to do is Wanwan." ”

In the air, something dissipated.

Meng Kun scratched his back, turned around, and looked around suspiciously.

There's nothing, how did you feel like something was coming against him just now?

Scratching his neck, Meng Kun turned around again, facing the two people in the room who were deadlocked.

Letting go of the hand that was holding Meng Zhen's neck, Reald laughed angrily, "Third Young Master Meng, my wife was taken away by your father. Now that they're gone, you should give me a law, right? ”

"Lord Marshal, it is not necessarily necessary for a father to take away his own daughter, so it is not necessary to do anything to you."

"Wanwan has married into my family."

"Wanwan is still the daughter of the Meng family."

"I'm not mistaken, your Meng family has already removed Wanwan's name."

"Removal of the name can't cut off the blood relationship between my father and Wanwan."

"But legally, Wanwan has nothing to do with your Meng family now."

"Marshal, it stands to reason that Wanwan will always be my father's daughter."

The two of you come and go, and neither of them will show weakness.

Reald flicked the non-existent ash on his shoulder, glanced at him and said with a wicked smile: "Will there be a father who has ignored his daughter for more than a year?" ”

"Then there is no husband who uses his wife as a shield."