Meng Xinghe couldn't understand what Mr. Chai said. He was walking in front and turned back. He saw a crumpled letter in Mr. Chai's hand. What a good boy, how dare you hide it from me. It turns out that there is still a letter that has not been handed in. When he came out, Meng Xinghe stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here." He had already held the letter in his hand.
There was no signature or special symbols on the letter. Meng Xinghe first concluded that it was not sent by any of the ladies at home. He could not think of anyone else who would send him a letter. Meng Xinghe asked in a low voice: "Who gave this to me?" your,"
Chai Shao was stunned for a long time without saying a word. He just kept telling Meng Xinghe to open it and take a look.
He even asked me to play riddles, but Meng Xinghe stared at Mr. Chai for a few seconds, then opened the letter with a tear.
"Who wrote it?" Meng Xinghe took the letter, looked up and down, and asked suddenly.
"Why, didn't it say that in the letter?" Chai Shao didn't believe it anymore. Whoever writes a letter wouldn't mention his name or anything like that.
Nonsense, I will still ask you if there is something in the letter. Meng Xinghe snorted angrily and handed the letter into Mr. Chai's hands. He rolled his eyes and said, "Who is so boring? Why don't you send me a blank piece of paper and let me guess?"
Mr. Chai took it and saw that it was indeed a piece of white paper. "I asked, what is Li Haiyu doing? She asked me to bring a letter to my third brother. It turned out to be a piece of white paper. Is there any mistake?" Mr. Chai cursed loudly, which inadvertently revealed the identity of the owner of the letter.
Meng Xinghe never thought that this letter was sent by Li Haiyu. Thinking of the marriage with Li Haiyu that had existed since childhood, Meng Xinghe felt that he was somewhat sorry for her, and once again thought of the little girl she dedicated her life to that night in Jiangdu. Meng Xinghe's mentality was slightly touched by the resentful woman's behavior, and he said calmly: "By the way, Miss Li, is she, is she okay?"
Meng Xinghe asked in a low voice. In the final analysis, it was Li Haiyu who had made him a widow. He could not give a woman happiness, but he still brought her endless pain. Meng Xinghe felt that he was the only one in his life who he felt indebted to. The woman is Li Haiyu.
"How can a person be better off being a widow at home?" Mr. Chai sighed: "The Ma family is now ruined and can no longer be relied upon. Mr. Li is also planning to take Miss Li back to Taoyuan and arrange a new marriage. I heard that it is That silly son of the Jia family who buys cloth in Taoyuan is planning to get married in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year."
"Oh," Meng Xinghe said, changing the subject: "Then there are still those people in the Ma family now,"
Chai Shaomo calculated: "There are just a few old slaves and a few widows, but they are all crazy and can't do anything bad."
Meng Xinghe nodded lightly. Regarding the Ma family's affairs, he was the overall operator behind the scenes. As for how he played it, that was something Meng Xinghe didn't want to mention.
Let’s put aside the Ma family’s affairs for the time being. After all, that has become a thing of the past. Since ancient times, there has been no poisonous husband. If I didn’t hate it, I would not go to Beijing for scientific research as safely as I do now, and let the Ma family’s affairs sink in Jiangdu. The rumors about evil spirits seeking their lives should be forgotten slowly. Meng Xinghe took a deep breath, feeling no more knots in his heart and feeling extremely relaxed.
As for Li Haiyu's wordless letter, Meng Xinghe still put it in his arms and slowly walked forward with his hands behind his back.
"Hey, what an injustice, what an injustice," Mr. Chai shook his head and chased after him.
When they arrived at the inn in Dongdu, Meng Xinghe first went to the crazy girl's room and handed the drunken duck and fragrant wine he brought back from Mingyue Tower to the two of them. Although they saw that he was laughing freely, he looked like a scoundrel. , but everyone could tell that there was something on his mind. He originally wanted to talk and make a fuss, but they all stopped and looked at each other in silence.
"Girl, come here and let Brother Meng hug you." Seeing that the two girls didn't say a word, the atmosphere was a bit thick. Meng Xinghe smiled and said, "Why, are you really disobedient?"
The crazy girl blinked her eyes and said quite innocently: "Brother Meng, are you just going to hug me? I am already a grown man, and men and women are not close to each other." The girl looked at the blushing Mengdie next to her and secretly rejoiced.
This ghost girl actually dares to make fun of Mengdie. It seems that she has not completely betrayed herself. Meng Xinghe curled his lips and said in a deep voice: "Even if you grow to twenty years old, you will always be a little girl in my eyes. I won't hug you." Who are you hugging? I still want to hug someone else, but I'm just afraid that they won't want to." He said, already holding the girl who came from Pingting in his arms and sitting on his knees.
Meng Xinghe was actually so intimate with another woman in front of Mengdie. How could Mengdie endure it? She snorted coldly, walked over gracefully, and said to Meng Xinghe: "I want you to hug me too,"
Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "You don't mind,"
"Bah," Mengdie scolded, already sitting on his lap, pinched his arm and said, "I don't mind, but I will be jealous."
Looking at Mengdie's pout, she looked so cute. Under her phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, a straight nose was like a straight and towering snow mountain. With such a lovely wife, what more could a husband ask for? Meng Xinghe still couldn't stop kissing her on the face. After taking a sip, he said: "You shouldn't be jealous now, right?"
Mengdie laughed naturally, but the girl next to her muttered: "No, Brother Meng, I want you to kiss me too, you haven't kissed me yet,"
In the conscience of heaven and earth, everything the crazy girl said is true, please kiss, the bowl of water must be leveled, and no one should be treated unfairly. Meng Xinghe glanced at the two girls, and also took a peck on the girl's face.
However, then Meng Xinghe's heart started to flutter again. The feeling of hugging each other was really good. It would be great if it could continue like this. He reluctantly kissed the two women's faces again. I thought in my heart: "Gentle Township, Gentle Township, I'm so stuck in it that I really can't bear to pull it out."
"You talk nonsense," Mengdie hit Meng Xinghe and winked at the girl. The two of them immediately reluctantly left Meng Xinghe's warm embrace, "Are we the kind of women who only know how to enjoy themselves? We will not stop you from doing what you want. matter,"
"Reluctantly, he clearly looks dissatisfied," Meng Xinghe said mentally, already smiling, holding Mengdie's hand forcefully, and said: "You are my important thing, you said I should Who should I deal with first?"
Meng Xinghe was full of rogue aura, and the girl just stuck out her tongue at him. Mengdie had a "deeper" relationship with Meng Xinghe, so she knew what he was talking about, so she turned her head away with a red face and glared secretly. With one glance, he conveyed with his eyes: "Not shy, not impatient, not serious,"
After understanding Mengdie's eyes, Meng Xinghe also glared at her slightly and conveyed with his eyes: "A man's true nature,"
Mengdie continued to communicate with her eyes: "Go to hell,"
Meng Xinghe withdrew his eyes and passed it on. He was afraid that it would be passed on to the bed later. He hurriedly stopped it and said to the girl: "Brother Meng will go out for a while and come back to you later."
The girl did not answer, but directly conveyed her answer to Meng Xinghe with her eyes. What happened today? Has everyone learned to convey her answer with their eyes? Meng Xinghe was a little suspicious, turned around and pushed the door out. "Puch" was heard immediately behind him. Come and chuckle.
"Sister Mengdie, is this what you call a wink? Brother Meng can really understand it," the girl blinked, as if she could speak.
Mengdie looked outside the door to make sure that Meng Xinghe was far away and would not eavesdrop. Then she whispered: "The winking eyes are just some simple skills in my Taiping Cult. You can speak through your eyes. You, Brother Meng, are also my Taiping Cult." The person, so he can understand, others don’t know,”
The girl's curiosity was aroused by Mengdie's words, and she asked, "Will Sister Ning'er and Sister Shi Yu wink at me?"
"Well," Mengdie was a little embarrassed. Although she confessed her relationship with Meng Xinghe to Lu Ning and Xue Shiyu, Lu Ning had the urge to rush to Chang'an to find Meng Xinghe to explain the matter in person. , but her identity as a Taiping witch has never been mentioned. Now she has made friends with the girl. Seeing that she is well-behaved and cute, and loving her as her own sister, she will teach her some basic kung fu. However, this little girl is doing it for Meng Xinghe. , her eagerness to learn is unparalleled. She only needs to teach her something once, which makes Mengdie like her more and more. For this reason, Mengdie sighed and said: "Ling'er, Sister Mengdie will leave it to you today." Yes, you must not mention it to other people, you know, including your sister Shi Yu and sister Ning'er, and you cannot mention it in front of them. This is our agreement,"
"Okay," the girl stretched out her little finger: "I won't tell you about the hook."
Mengdie touched her fingers, and told her without reservation that she was a witch from the Taiping Cult, and that she was close to Meng Xinghe and fell in love with him. Of course, she omitted some links in the middle, and finally put things into perspective. The ins and outs of the incident were explained clearly, which Lu Ning and Xue Shiyu didn't know.
The girl was very touched after hearing this. Her eyes were red and she said, "Sister Mengdie, I know now that you love Brother Meng more than you love yourself."
Mengdie just smiled, her expression a little bitter. She looked at the girl and said, "Ling'er, come here. Sister Mengdie will teach you some self-defense skills today."
"Yes," the girl nodded obediently and walked over briskly.
Meng Xinghe stood outside the door with a joyful smile on his face. Recently, he found that his hearing was getting better and better, and he could always hear other people's whispers inadvertently. He did not intend to continue eavesdropping. After all, There were still important things to do, so I straightened my body a little and knocked on Master Chai's door.
Mr. Chai had been wandering back and forth in the room many times. When he saw Meng Xinghe finally exiting the room of the two women next door and returning here, Mr. Chai smiled and said nothing. Meng Xinghe directly saw the look in his eyes. He had no idea, he rolled his eyes and said: "Second brother, when did you become so wretched?"
"Is there any?" Mr. Chai touched his rather handsome face and said, "Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black."
Meng Xinghe was uneducated and couldn't even use a metaphor. Meng Xinghe said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense to me. It's more important to do business. I'm still waiting to rush back."
Yes, it was important to do business. Mr. Chai suddenly woke up with excitement and said: "Let's go back to the store in Dongdu first, and then attend the founding meeting of the Roushui Alliance."
Meng Xinghe also felt that it was necessary to go to the shop first. He had been in Dongdu for a few days and still didn’t know where Mr. Chai had chosen the shop. Meng Xinghe thought in his mind that Mr. Chai might have chosen the place where the fireworks were. , I am 100% sure that this matter cannot be wrong. Meng Xinghe's voice was a little heavy and he said: "Yes, go back to the store and see which Feng Shui treasure land the second brother has chosen." Meng Xinghe's eyes clearly read knowing. With all the expressions on his face, Mr. Chai chuckled a few times and walked ahead to lead the way with a slightly red face.