Chapter 33 Secrets of a Rich Family

Author: Digging wild vegetables

Chapter 33 Secrets of a Rich Family

"You don't know me?" The man crossed his legs and rocked back and forth, as if he was very surprised by this matter.

"Should I get to know you?"

Shen Yao searched hard for information about the man in front of her in her brain, but found nothing.

At certain times, she would indeed have difficulty remembering faces, and she was not sure whether this man had ever interacted with her before.

"Meng Gan, why are you so crazy?" Chen Yiqian looked at the man's almost offensive behavior, and there was a rare hint of anger in his voice, "Why don't I see you caring about me so much on weekdays? Follow me."

The man chuckled lightly, showing great disdain. If he followed him, Chen Yiqian would be proud of himself.

He took out a piece of drawing paper from his pocket and photographed it in front of Shen Yao.

The painting was painted with colored pencils. The main part is a safety button. It is green in color, but there are some impurities. It cannot be called a good material. However, the tassels under the safety button are very special and have a bit of a burnt look. trace.

He didn't care at all about Chen Yiqian's increasingly gloomy expression, and forcefully asked Shen Yao to turn her attention to the drawing: "Take a closer look and see if you recognize it."

His tone could almost be called eager, and even a little certain, as if he was sure that Shen Yao must know the origin of this safety button.

"The safety buckle is 26 mm, made of jade, and the tassel on the back is about 10 cm long."

Shen Yao frowned, where did this person come from? It was so baffling.

She picked up her handbag and was about to walk aside, but Meng Qian held her tightly.

He almost gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, with a bit of paranoia flashing in his eyes: "Tell me, do you recognize it?"

"Meng Qian, let go, this is my last warning to you." Chen Yiqian also stood up, held Shen Yao's waist as if he was swearing sovereignty, and brought her a little closer to him, with warning and caution in his eyes.

Meng Qian?

Shen Yao suddenly remembered that Qianzhou seemed to have a legitimate heir, who was a brother of Chen Yiqian, and his name seemed to be Meng Qian.

This is a fight over family property in Qianzhou. You have never fought over Chen Yiqian, so why come to vent your anger on her?

Shen Yao felt a little unhappy in her heart. This person could not do this no matter what.

After seeing Chen Yiqian, Meng Qian raised his eyebrows, and the rationality that had just gone out of control also faintly came back. He took a deep breath, picked up the tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.

He raised his eyes and looked around the two of them. After a while, he asked in a deep voice: "Are you Chen Yiqian's bedmate?"

"If you leave Chen Yiqian and follow me, I will give you three times more salary per month."

The air around them suddenly became quiet, and there was a sudden silence among the three people. The depressive atmosphere quickly spread, making people feel breathless.

"Meng Qian, your mother's life is still in my hands." Chen Yiqian's face turned cold, and he didn't even want to do anything with Meng Qian anymore to save face.

Caught between the two of them, Shen Yao's pupils suddenly trembled. She seemed to have heard something she shouldn't have heard.

Her mind immediately imagined a family drama in which Chen Yiqian kidnapped Meng Qian's mother and then became the chairman of Qianzhou.

It is indeed a wealthy family. The circle is really chaotic. Shen Yao admires it sincerely in her heart.

"Chen Yiqian, do you really want to hold me accountable for this matter for the rest of your life?" Meng Qian curled his lips disdainfully, with a bad smile on his lips, "I don't owe you anything, I gave up Qianzhou's position to you, we It’s settled.”

"Give it to me? You dare to speak."

Chen Yiqian's face became even more gloomy, as if he was holding a cloud of sadness that could not be dispelled.

His mother was the real first wife. If the old man hadn't insisted on divorce, how could he be called an illegitimate son?

"Little girl, what's your name? I like you very much." Meng Qian did not ask for trouble from Chen Yiqian, but stared at Shen Yao with interest.

After waiting for a while, Meng Qian saw that Shen Yao had no intention of answering, so he relaxed uncomfortably: "Forget it, the person who is in the way will stand aside. Let's make an appointment another day."

Anyway, if we find him, he won't die tomorrow, and he will have a long time to come.

Meng Qian patted the drawing he took out from his pocket into Shen Yao's hand, then turned and walked towards the door of the restaurant, turning his back with a rare look of joy in his eyes.

The wind at night was so strong that Meng Qian shivered from the blow. When the boy on the side saw him coming out, he hurriedly greeted him and lit a cigarette for him: "Brother Meng, are you done?"

Meng Qian put the cigarette in his mouth, and the scarlet light flickered in the darkness, sending out bursts of clouds and mist, and soon followed the smell of smoke and floated upwards.

He didn't say anything, just stood lazily leaning against the outer wall of the restaurant.

Just when the younger brother was wondering if he had messed up something, Meng Qian blew out a smoke ring and spoke slowly.

"Damn it, I've been looking for her all by myself for so many years, and in the end she doesn't recognize me anymore, but I'm still happy."

"Tell me, am I cheap or not?"

Meng Qian took the cigarette out of his mouth, threw it to the ground hard, and held his younger brother's shoulder with one hand. His five fingers unconsciously tightened, almost breaking the man's shoulder.

"Brother, it hurts, please be gentle..." The younger brother's face was distorted. He couldn't figure out who had accidentally offended this big Buddha, and suddenly he went crazy at himself without any idea.

After Meng Gan was mad enough, he threw the man to the ground, got on the motorcycle parked at the door and drove forward along the road. The engine roared, leaving a row of exhaust fumes to the young man on the ground.
Chapter completed!