Meng Zhiyi was deliberately unhappy for Meng Kun, and hurriedly said aggrievedly: "Second uncle, it's all my fault, it's me who is too cold, and my father is also thinking about me, if you are too hot, then remove the charcoal basin."

Meng Zhiyi said and glanced at the little guy, but the little guy didn't move. Zheng Huwei naturally understood what Meng Zhiyi meant, and he didn't move.

Meng Xing was not happy, "You're too hot, you should wear less." If you're okay, go back, don't stay with me."

Meng Kun immediately stopped talking, and sat on the chair alone and sulked.

He didn't want to leave, he still wanted to listen to Meng Zhiyi, a woman Cheng Ri and Meng Xing discuss something important in the study?

He didn't understand what the eldest brother was thinking. How could the family business be entrusted to a woman? Besides, the child born by the woman was not surnamed someone else, and it was inevitable that the family property would be seized by the little white face surnamed Lu.

Escort Zheng should have been instructed by the winter solstice, and when he left, he brought two plates of dim sum over and put them on the table next to Meng Zhiyi. Seeing this, Meng Kun, who was sitting on the other side, reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in his mouth, eating slowly, seeing that this posture was going to hear the whole process tonight.

Meng Zhiyi didn't shy away from it, and said, "Dad, I suspect that the person who poisoned me this time was done by the Xu family."

Meng Kun just took a bite of the melon seeds, and when he heard this, he was immediately stunned.

Meng Xing furrowed his brows, "Didn't the people on your side also interrogate any useful information?"

"Yes. Daddy remembers this!"

Meng Zhiyi took out the jade pendant wrapped in a handkerchief and handed it to Meng Xing.

Meng Xing shook his head after looking at it, "Where did this come from, it looks like the color is still good."

"It's what was in our pawnshop before. It was supposed to have been burned down in the pawnshop, but this man came to me who was plotting to poison me, saying that it was given to him by his employer."

Meng Kun hurriedly asked, "Then what does this have to do with the Xu family, you have to have evidence to accuse others."

Meng Zhiyi glanced at him, "If there is clear evidence, then there must be no one, no one is stupid. If you want to come out in person to testify against the Xu family, I am afraid that you will die even worse. Any thug in the Xu family's Chunfeng Mansion or the Golden Mansion is a ruthless person, and his methods are extremely cruel."

When Meng Kun heard this, he shrank back again, not knowing what he was thinking.

Meng Xing was very angry, the Xu family had not done such a thing once or twice, "How are you going to do it? But because of Xu Chunrou's illness, the Xu family hated you? They are also accustomed to using this kind of indiscriminate means."

"It's impossible to report to the official now, after all, Feng Xian Ling is also a wallhead, and he won't really do anything to the Xu family. But I heard a piece of news, saying that He Yang of Chunfeng Building was not loyal to the Xu family. He is obviously working for the Xu family, but there are other backers behind his back." Z.br>

As soon as Meng Kun heard this, he came to his senses again, and his eyes looked at Meng Zhiyi without blinking.

Meng Zhiyi just didn't notice his expression, and continued to analyze: "The Xu family thinks that Xu Chunrou's illness was caused by me, and I don't want to bear this pot. I suspect that He Yang wants to frame me, if only He Yang could handle it."

Meng Kun couldn't help but speak, "What's the use of you having his handle? Didn't you say it all, he has the Xu family, and there are other people as backers. Let me tell you, He Yang is a smiling tiger, the city government is very deep, and his methods are actually even more ruthless than Qin Yongwen before."

Meng Kun often goes in and out of Chunfeng Tower to deal with He Yang, and he still knows a little.

Meng Zhiyi knew that Meng Kun was testing himself by saying this, "You can't let this matter go, our Meng family is not easy to bully. I finally found out that Jiangnan City was originally headed by our Meng family, but now that I go out, they are not so respectful to me, but the Zhou family and the Xu family seem to have a more prosperous reputation."

These words simply went to Meng Kun's heart.

He is an extremely good-looking person, and he also has a sense of pride in being a member of the Meng family. Listen to Meng Zhiyi at this time

Saying this, he also suddenly remembered that when he went out recently, those people didn't seem to be so flattering to him.

No wonder he always thinks it's weird, it turns out that the reason is here.

Meng Kun didn't reflect at all, it was because of what he did before that the people of the entire Jiangnan City looked down on him. Or maybe in fact, he knew in his heart what he had done, but he didn't want to admit it, and when he heard Meng Zhiyi say such things at this time, he finally found a good excuse.

"Yes, we can't let them bully our Meng family." Meng Kun hurriedly said.

Meng Xing glanced at him, looking like I was really speechless to you, "Then I will order someone to inquire about He Yang's details." And who is that backer?"

Meng Zhiyi nodded, Meng Kun also followed and nodded, Meng Zhiyi knew that he had heard this in his heart, and he didn't need to say anything more. If Meng Kun really had two hearts, he would definitely use this chicken feather as an arrow.

This time she didn't want to take advantage of Meng Kun, who let him catch up with him? Then let him be this river crosser!

Zhou's study.

The two servants leaned against the door of the study and listened quietly for a while, but did not hear any movement inside.

One of them said worriedly, "Why is the head of the house always resting in his study lately? Could it be that those affairs are too complicated for him to get out of?"

The other little god shook his head mysteriously, "I don't look like it. The last time I took a sneak peek, the head of the house seemed to have been sitting there in a daze for half a quarter of an hour, and seemed to be looking at a hairpin."

"What ......?"

The little servant was about to ask a question, when he suddenly heard a whispering voice from the study.

It was Zhou Yongheng, and he woke up.

At this time, Zhou Yongheng in the study was in a cold sweat and stood up directly from the desk. Because he was too excited and moved too much, he directly knocked over the ledger and brush on the desk.

He propped his arms on the table, his head bowed, and there was some horror in his pupils.

At this time, his mood was extremely complicated, but he couldn't help but recall the things in his dream.

At the same time, he felt extremely happy.

Because he really found the trick, as long as he rested in the study, he could really see Meng Zhiyi in his dream. Although the situation in this dream is not particularly good, he is still very looking forward to it, because Meng Zhiyi is already his wife in the dream.

It is really the wife he is marrying, although Meng Zhiyi's face is not so good to him, but in the dream, she is standing opposite her, studying ink for herself, and he is scribbling in front of the desk.

The two of them were busy facing the candle flame, and he couldn't imagine such a situation. It is also a scene that he is extremely looking forward to and nostalgic for!

The red sleeves add fragrance, the dance text makes ink, but he didn't think that he and Meng Zhiyi would have such a day.

But every time when he was comfortable, the two of them always quarreled over various things, and finally broke up unhappily.

This time is even more so.

Meng Zhiyi in the dream looked at himself with tears in his eyes, and pointed at himself viciously and said that he made her very disgusting.

And he was not to be outdone, shouting that she broke her shoes and was played with the rest.

In short, two people always attack each other with the worst language. Zhou Yongheng desperately wanted to stop himself in his dreams, don't say it anymore, how can he use such words about the wife he worked so hard to marry?

He hated himself very much in his dreams.

But even so, he allowed himself to sleep in his study, praying over and over again to let him dream again.

Because no matter what, Meng Zhiyi in the dream also gave him his surname, and he was excited all night, and he couldn't wait to marry before dawn the next day.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yongheng clenched his fists and hammered his stuffy chest. Then he rubbed his cheeks, softening the lines of his face.

"Master, do you need hot tea?" The little guy outside waited for a while

After a while, he asked softly.

"Come in!"

Zhou Yongheng sat on the Taishi chair, and subconsciously touched a dark compartment behind the desk, in which a hairpin was placed.

The little servant served a cup of hot tea, and after watching Zhou Yongheng take a sip, he whispered: "Family master, the little pearl of Chunfeng Building was carried by He Yang and was waiting outside the mansion with a small sedan chair."

"Can you see clearly, are you sure it's that little pearl, and she's seriously ill?"

"It doesn't look that bad."

Zhou Yongheng's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, "Take people directly to ......"

Just as he was about to say that he would take Xiao Pearl to live in the guest room in the backyard, Zhou Yongheng's ears suddenly remembered what Meng Zhiyi had said in his dream.

"Zhou Yongheng, you really make me sick. Don't you think you're dirty?"

At that time, he was holding a woman and looking at Meng Zhiyi provocatively, so she pointed at herself and scolded in disgust.

And how did he answer at the time, "What is dirty, is it called dirty when it is touched by other men?" Then you, Miss Meng, have you been touched by that little white face again?"

Zhou Yongheng felt irritable for no reason.

I knew it was just a dream, but it was all too real. So he only paused, and then continued, "Let someone clean up a clean dungeon and go in with the little pearl!"

The little guy couldn't believe what he heard. What does it mean to clean up a clean dungeon and come out, is there still a clean place in that dungeon?

However, he looked at Zhou Yongheng's expression was extremely gloomy, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he hurriedly responded.

At night, the little girl couldn't stand the noisy little pearl in the dungeon, so she could only come over again to tell Zhou Yongheng.

"Master, it's getting late, but we need to eat. Does the little pearl in the dungeon need to bring her food?"