Chapter 1793

Chen Da, chairman of the board of directors of Chen Da, who was unable to resist his wife, finally had to compromise and agreed to his wife's request.

It can also be regarded as a chance to become his son-in-law for his old classmate's son.

As for whether he can grasp it or not, it depends on his own nature.

"Meng Chang'an, Meng Chang'an, no wonder you have been pouring wine for me. I knew you didn't have a good heart. You were thinking about my daughter! I really owe you in my last life

The chairman of FengChen group, at this moment, also can't help but burst out the rude words. One hundred and eighty people were dissatisfied with their old classmates.

"Look at you, the dirty words are coming out." Lu Xinyi, a beautiful woman, broke her tears into a smile and looked into her husband's eyes, full of love.

But inadvertently, I remember that scholar's proud and sour scholar in my mind, and I feel a little regret in my heart. My heart says:

"Chang'an, Xinyi can only help you get here. This time, let's take it as Xinyi's compensation for you... "

At this time, a cry outside the house of the Meng family was heard, but it passed through the walls and entered the house.

"Hit! It's a hit

"The voice Is it the kid of Jincheng? " Looking at each other, Chen Zheng and his wife rushed out of the hall and rushed to the gate of the ancestral home.

In addition to the couple, the masters of this generation of Meng family are Meng Changzhi, Meng Changzhi, Meng Yingying, the second uncle and Meng Yingying. As well as a number of collateral relatives, as well as Lingzhou celebrities from all walks of life who came to visit Meng Xingzhi.

All of them were attracted by the sound. Dozens of people were hustle and bustle. Qi Shua rushed out of the Meng family mansion and all came to the door.

Now!

Gate of mengjiazu's house!

Su Fangfei takes Meng Ran's big hand and looks anxiously at her little cousin. Now that the annual family meeting is coming, Meng Xingzhi's father is seriously ill, and the Meng family is in a mess.

Su Fangfei was afraid of her little cousin, so she tried to persuade him not to fight with the Meng family.

"Cousin Fangfei, stop talking. I'm here just to ask for an explanation for what happened in those years. "

Meng Ran's five fingers made a slight effort to break away from Su Fangfei's warm and cool jade hand.

He carried his hands on his back, staring at the ancient mansion of the Meng family, and said without expression.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, he was disgusted with Meng Chang'an, who was full of doubts about his beloved son. Just as he was about to scold the rude son, he heard a dense sound of footsteps coming from his house.

The first person who ran out of the mansion was a little girl with bulging clothes.

The little girl wore a ponytail. Her face was white and red, just like a delicate porcelain doll. Her face was full of baby fat. She was cute.

It looks like she's six or seven years old at most. She hasn't been to primary school yet.

The little girl glanced at the crowd at the door, but her eyes fell on Meng Ran's body. She could not help but tilt her head and bright eyes, full of curiosity.

Meng Chang'an fondly touched the little girl's head and said with a smile, "Tong Tong, how did you run out on your own, your mother?"

The little girl turned her head, opened her hands to Meng Chang'an and said with a smile: "uncle, hug."

Meng Chang'an shakes his head and laughs. He holds the lively and lovely little girl in his arms. He is obviously doting on his little niece.

"Uncle, who is that big brother?"

Like a porcelain doll like a little girl, flesh little hands, pointing to Meng ran, small eyes do not blink staring at him.