Yang Song almost forgot his brother-in-law. Meng Shijia worked in baifengge without salary. He had to pay his debts.

However, as Meng Shijia's future brother-in-law, Yang Song.

Later, when he marries the bride, he has to enter the door. At the wedding, he needs the help of his brother-in-law to smoothly pick up the bride.

Yang Song gives Meng Shijia 2000 yuan a month.

In the capital, Meng Shijia didn't even pay attention to tens of thousands and millions of yuan. He often couldn't get excited when he caught the two thousand yuan given to him by Yang Song.

As if it were not two thousand dollars, but two thousand gold bars.

This is his own money.

In addition, Meng Shijia did not worry about food and drink, and went out with Shen Huaizhao and a group of students from Los Angeles University.

The students' monthly living expenses are so much. When they go to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner, they have to carefully save money and make money part-time. They can only afford to eat once a month.

Meng Shijia is a rich man in their circle.

A rich man who earns 2000 yuan a month but can eat baifengge every day.

The whole city of Los Angeles, no, all the people who go to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner envy it.

After the initial maladjustment, Meng Shijia was like a duck to water in Baifeng pavilion under the name of brother song's future brother-in-law. He didn't even want to go back to Kyoto.

Yang song might as well think of so many people in Baifeng Pavilion.

"Sure enough, I will miss home after leaving home for a long time."

Far away in Los Angeles, a man in a suit got down from the latest Mercedes Benz sports car, walked to Meng Shihan with roses and knelt down on one knee.

At the same time, the sky in the background suddenly burst into flames, and countless ribbons flew together.

And a band.

The scene is not small.

"Shihan, which do you choose to be my girlfriend or marry me?" Tian Sicheng is affectionate.

There are still some unknown audiences around.

"Marry him, marry him!"

……

Meng Shihan smiled, Mingyan couldn't do anything, then slowly raised one leg and split it down with a Shua.

The bouquet was kicked off and flew into the trash can not far away.

What kind of rubbish do roses belong to? Wet garbage.

"Now I'll give you a chance to get out by yourself, or shall I help you?" Meng Shihan learned from Yang song that he likes to smile even when threatening people.

Tian Sicheng was very sad: "I am sincere to you. You can't see my sincerity now. It doesn't matter. I will stick to it. One day you will understand how sincere my love for you is."

Meng Shihan sneered: "it means that you will come again?"

The man had appeared in front of her three times in five days.

Every time she held up an ugly face to disgust her. Meng Shihan wanted to beat him for a long time.

Yang Song also said that as long as they are not sinners, they should be given a chance to repent.

Meng Shihan gave it to me.

"Of course, once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they win countless people in the world. Since I love you at first sight, how can I retreat because of your refusal?"

Tian Sicheng is very selfless, immersed in self moving and can't extricate himself.

"Beauty, you are lonely. How can I see you lonely? From today on, no, from now on, I will always be with you, so that you can run into my broad mind as soon as you raise your hand."

Meng Shihan is going to vomit.

"Are you sure?" Give him one last chance.

"I'm sure that Shihan will have me in your 24 hours, minutes and seconds. Forget your missing ex man!"

A man flew out into the dustbin next to the wet garbage.

Harmful Waste!

Meng Shihan took back his long legs and said coldly, "let me see you again. I'll take you to your hometown of garbage."

It is said to be an incineration treatment plant, or septic tank.

Meng Shihan left.

Yang Song is not here. She is not in the mood to stay in Baifeng Pavilion.

Meng Shijia once asked his elder sister why she didn't live in the backyard of Baifeng Pavilion. At least no one would harass Meng Shihan there.

"No, the store is full of the shadow of the ruthless man. I won't go if I touch the scene!"

Yang song kept in touch with Meng Shihan at first, but Meng Shihan actually wanted to get his address.

The connection was broken again.

The system also clearly warns Yang song that unless he meets by chance, he must not meet former people or even have close contacts.

"The road to success is destined to be lonely. You must walk alone, otherwise the experience of your state of mind will be in vain, and the reward of the system will be deducted."

Yang song can only be cruel to the end.

Meng Shihan seems to be angry with Yang Song. He doesn't live in Baifeng Pavilion and moves out of the villa.

Who knows, he was entangled by the second generation of the group of rich within two days of moving back to his apartment.

Meng Shihan is very beautiful. She is as beautiful as an immortal. Her figure is also very enchanting. In addition, the dishes made by Yang Song have the effect of detoxification, beauty and physical fitness. She is not only beautiful, but also has a unique temperament.

It's normal to be liked by the rich second generation.

The rich second generation small circle composed of five people from Tian Sicheng also has a name called hedonistic world.

They were surprised to see Meng Shihan and were shocked.

"Whoever can get the fairy sister, the Lamborghini I I just mentioned belongs to him."

"I stole three bottles of Romani conti from my father's cellar. It's definitely worth more than five million. Whoever can get it belongs to him."

"A new cruise ship."

"Villa in Sanya."

"The four little flowers just held out by the company."

They even gambled with Meng Shihan.

Tian Sicheng is in charge of the front station, and there are four people behind him who are ready to fight.

When Tian Sicheng climbed out of the trash can, he was asked to clean up the scattered ribbons on the ground before he could leave.

"Find my bodyguard and they'll deal with it."

He didn't think about it. The bodyguard was really there. How could he climb out of the trash can?

"Where's your bodyguard?" Aunt Li of the neighborhood committee, with a group of old men and women, stared at Tian Sicheng in a very bad mood.

"Just like this, I actually want to pry brother song's girlfriend. This boy Nuwa must have forgotten to put his mind on him when he pinched people."

Tian Sicheng's bodyguard is missing.

Dandy, who wins or loses the group of uncles and aunts opposite?

Anyway, Tian Sicheng spent nearly three hours cleaning the less than 200 square meters of the ground and sorting the garbage into the trash can.

And a parking fine.

"Can I go now?"

"No, you have to write another guarantee."

"What do you promise? No more random parking or no more soiling the ground? Are you going too far? I Tian Sicheng have never been wronged like this since I was born."

"Young man, what's wrong with you?"

"Yes, it sounds silly from birth to now."

"It's a pity that you haven't been responsible for what you've done wrong since you were born. You're like a frog at the bottom of a well yelling at me."

Tian Sicheng didn't understand: "what are you talking about?"