Chapter 774

Three minutes later, a long skirt rushed into the Shen family hall.

The visitor is a young woman with excellent skin care. She was in her early 40s, but there was no wrinkle on her face, especially her beautiful face. It can be seen that she must be a beautiful woman when she was young.

Shen Yiru!

Meng ran glimpsed the appearance of the mother now, and nodded in secret, feeling a little relieved.

In Meng Ran's impression, Lao Zhang's mother has always been heavily made-up, a lady's attitude.

Now goodbye, but it is not a face, the face of the proud family is completely gone, see the son of the excitement and love, written all over the cheek.

With Meng Ran's thousands of years of life experience, we can see that Shen Yiru's maternal love for Zhang Tao is not forced by her own pressure. Like song Shuling, she is a good mother who deeply loves her children.

Aware of this, Meng ran heart no longer a trace of concern.

Before he came to the Shen family, what he was afraid of most was that Shen Yiru pretended to be everything. She was forced by Meng Ran's invincible cultivation to pretend to be a good mother.

Now it has been proved that all these are just their own worries. As long as Zhang Tao opens his mouth, Meng ran can do it at any time!

"Tao er..."

As soon as she entered the lobby, Shen Yiru could not move her eyes any more when she saw her beloved son who had been thinking about her day and night.

"Zhang Tao's voice was about to blow up from his mother's seat.".

A light call, mother and son in the slightest disregard of the surrounding ridicule and disdain of the eyes, tightly together.

"Silly child, you really come..." Clinging to her own flesh and bones, Shen Yiru burst into tears.

"Tell me everything! Sorry, it's me It was I who misunderstood you. I realized that the Shen family was making trouble behind all this. I'm really sorry... "

Mother and son embrace each other and cry. This touching scene, in the eyes of the surrounding relatives, is particularly dazzling and funny.

Zhang Tao's cousin, even spit on the ground fiercely and scolded with indignation: "bah! Shameless things, my Shen family's face has been lost by you! "

Meng ran, who looks at this scene completely in his eyes, picks his sword eyebrows and raises his mouth in an inexplicable arc. Looking at Shen Hao's eyes, he looks at a dead man.

"Come on, come on. Don't be sensational here. Zhang Xiaozi, I've called your mother here. It can be regarded as your second brother's concern for you. "

The second son of the Shen family, sitting in the chair of the throne, said with a sneer.

Although he said that he was Zhang Tao's second brother, Shen Cheng looked at Zhang Tao as if he were looking at a humble creature, full of banter.

"Shen Yiru, since your son came to visit today, why don't you tell your good son how you disobeyed my uncle's arrangement and how you fell in love with that antique dealer in front of all the elders of my Shen family, and see if he would forgive you as a good mother."

As soon as Shen Cheng's voice dropped, he immediately laughed at him inside and outside the hall. Many female elders of the Shen family couldn't help cursing:

"shameless things! You have lost all my Shen family's face! "

"You still have the face to recognize this bastard! He doesn't deserve to be in the door of my Shen family! "

There are dozens of people in the hall of the Shen family. In addition to Shen Hao, these collateral brothers, almost all of them are elder Zhang Tao.

Even Shen Yiru's parents are in the list!

Shen Chengchao quietly winked at the two old men. Shen Yiru's old father, leaning on crutches, came forward in anger and rudely opened Shen Yiru's mother and son, slapping his own daughter in front of all the Shen family!

"Pa!"

With a shrill applause, Shen Yiru fell to the ground by her father's Shengsheng fan.

"Dad..." Shen Yiru covered her cheek and couldn't believe it.

"From today on, don't call me again. I don't have a shameless daughter like you!" The old man gnawed his teeth and cursed.

as like as two peas like father, like son. "Then you are looking at your grandson," he sneered. "If you have a father, you will have your son."

The old man, who was over 60 years old, would slap his grandson when he raised his hand.

Seeing this old man with great internal skill, the broad palm of his hand will be drawn to Zhang Tao's face. A figure like a ghost flashes to Zhang Tao's body!

"You don't have the qualification to teach him a lesson!"