"Madame, don't be too angry. If you have anything to do, you should just wait for the young master to come back and take care of it. If you are sulking right now, nothing can be changed."

Old Mistress Meng was so angry that he started coughing. There was actually fresh blood on the white silk handkerchief.

"How did such a disaster happen to my Meng Family!"

"Old madam, this is bad! The old mistress has vomited blood!" The nanny immediately called out and quickly called the family doctor to inform the young master.

Meng Luo sped up and dialed Meng Ting's number again. There was still no one to pick up, so he could only hurry home.

When he saw the old lady lying on the bed, he ran inside.

"How is it, Doctor, is there a problem with my grandmother?"

"Young master, you don't have to worry too much. The madame was angered, and didn't come out in one breath, and got hurt, young master, you are seriously injured, no matter what, the madame is old now, but she can't take all the trouble, you still have to be careful."

"Yes, thank you, doctor!"

Meng Luo held the old lady's hand.

"Grandma, it's Meng Luo. Are you better?"

"My good grandson, you're finally back! Say, how can your sister treat me like this, and treat my Meng Family like this? My Meng Family is pretty good to her, and she can really do anything she wants. What's the meaning of her doing this?"

Meng Luo was also having a hard time right now, and was talking to the Old Mistress Meng. Qin Yun also called him, so he directly pressed mute.

He continued to comfort the Old Mistress Meng.

"Grandma, I know you're angry right now, but what happened has already happened. We don't know what's wrong with it either. Let's wait until sister comes back and asks about it first."

The Old Mistress Meng blamed everything on Meng Ting.

"Other than her, who else could it be? I have also seen the child of the Tang Family before. He is a noble son of a noble family who does nothing to harm Meng Ting. "

"No matter what, Grandmother, we are outsiders in this matter."

"Look at you, still speaking up for your sister at this time. The one who wanted to marry the Tang Clan was her, why is she divorced now?"

Meng Luo's phone was still ringing. He could only think of a way for Old Mistress Meng to calm down first, and then, he headed outside.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"Chief Meng is not doing well, our stocks are dropping very badly."

"Ok, I got it. You go to the Finance Department immediately. If you need their support, do your best to support them. Together with the Securities Department, if there's anything you need, we can talk about it after I get back."

"Alright, I'll arrange it immediately."

Meng Luo held onto his phone, feeling somewhat angry, his phone rang once more. He thought it was the company calling, but did not expect it to be Lu Yanhuan.

His tone became stiff as he asked, "Is there something wrong with Miss Lu?"

When Lu Yanhuan heard the tone, he thought that he had called the wrong number. He quickly looked at his phone to make sure that there was nothing wrong before he said: "Nothing, Brother Luo, I was talking about Meng Ting's divorce on TV, what's going on?"

"Miss Lu, this is a matter of my Meng Family. It has nothing to do with you. Then he hung up.

Lu Yanhuan's lips slightly opened, but didn't say anything out loud.

Ye Zichen called him with good intentions, wanting to comfort him. He didn't think that things would turn out like this.

Hmph, do you think that I, Lu Yanhuan, will really cling onto you and not let you go?

If not for the fact that Meng Luo was in a bad mood, she would have definitely called him again without saying a word, scolded him loudly, and then coolly hung up the phone.

However, hearing his tone on the phone just now, he seemed a little disappointed. Even if he was that angry on purpose, it was nothing more than trying to hide his feelings.

Lu Yanhuan dialed the number again, but was quickly cut off.

Brother Luo, I know what is happening in your house right now, I hope that you are fine.

On the other side, Lu Qingqing had failed to solve the problem that he had gotten his private investigators to solve, so he was not in the mood to learn.

He ran home after school to see what Lu Yanhuan was doing so he could get some evidence that she had framed him.

"Qing Qing is back."

Lu Qingqing coldly said: "What, from your tone, it seems like you don't want me to come back?"

Lu Yanhuan laughed.

"How could that be? I was just talking about you to dad yesterday, but I didn't expect that it would be over so quickly. It's the weekend again."

Lu Guohua carried the dishes out, but didn't give Lu Qingqing any good looks. Instead, he continuously added food into Lu Yanhuan's bowl.

"Daughter, this is your favorite Cola Chicken Wings. Eat more. It's rare for me to be back so early, so I can make you a meal."

"Dad, don't say that. I know you're busy at work every day. Luckily, I can see you every day, unlike Qing Qing. Right now, I can only see you for two days every week!"

Lu Yanhuan called out to Lu Qingqing again.

"Qing Qing, your food at school isn't that good either. Eat more when you get home."

Lu Qingqing's chopsticks swayed a few times in front of him, but he realised that all of those things were things that Lu Yanhuan liked to eat, and there was nothing that he liked to eat.

Lu Yanhuan also saw it all and said quickly: "It's all my fault. I forgot that today is the weekend and even let dad cook my favorite food."

"Didn't you do it on purpose?" Lu Qingqing said snappily.

"You guys go ahead, I have no appetite!" After saying that, he put down his chopsticks.

Lu Guohua also slammed his chopsticks on the table, which was so loud that even he was stunned.

"Lu Qingqing, what do you mean, do you want everyone to listen to you, you are still being picky at home, for all the good things you have done, I have yet to settle them with you, if you do not eat then scram, in the future, do not eat anymore!"

"Dad, don't be angry. Qingqing must have been scolded by the teachers at school!"

Lu Yanhuan planned to continue inciting flames.

"Teacher Gao called today and said that Qingqing skipped school for a few days this week. Qingqing, dad finally found a spot for you at that school with great difficulty. You can't waste all of dad's effort like this."

Lu Qingqing gnashed his teeth. He knew that Lu Yanhuan was saying this on purpose, and there was no need to mention how angry he was in his heart.

"Lu Yanhuan, what do you mean? You did it on purpose, right? "

Lu Yanhuan immediately revealed an innocent expression.

"What are you saying? Isn't this all for your own good? I even said quite a few good words for you in front of Teacher Gao, why is it all my fault instead?"

"Lu Qingqing, if you don't eat, then just go in, and speak to your sister like that, do I have a daughter like you?"