Li Haiyu grabbed her pigtails immediately, and Meng Xinghe had the urge to swell her mouth. "Ms. Li, kissing is a process that values emotion. There are many types of kisses, including caring kisses, loving kisses, and polite kisses.
Of course, there is also a kiss of hatred. If you insist on remembering what happened at Chunxiang Tower, no matter what, you can just kiss her back, and none of us owe anyone."
Anyway, I didn’t give my first kiss to you, so I won’t suffer if you kiss me back.
Meng Xinghe pursed his lips and said casually: "Kiss me! If you kiss me, sign the divorce letter for me. From now on, we will not be in conflict with each other."
She didn't have a good reputation to begin with, so she didn't care about these etiquettes. After all, Li Haiyu was also a girl waiting to be married, so she was not as thick-skinned as Meng Xinghe. When she heard that he wanted to kiss him back, she was not as bold as Meng Xinghe. She was angry and annoyed.
Crumple the marriage document in your hand
, hit Meng Xinghe fiercely, and said aggrievedly: "Dirty, shameless, take your marriage certificate and get out, don't show up in my Li family again, I will be cruel to you... I hate you." Wow~~ At the end of the sentence, Li Haiyu seemed to have suffered a lot.
I felt so wronged that I threw myself on the chair and cried softly.
Damn it, I don’t believe that I can’t even get a divorce letter. Meng Xinghe opened the ugly divorce letter, forced himself into Li Haiyu, and said in a tone worthy of a bully: "Will you sign it or not?"
"If you don't sign it, you won't sign it until you die." As an unmarried person, if someone came to divorce her, how could she have the dignity to spread the word?
He was lying on the chair, crying non-stop, and immediately attracted the caretaker of the Li Mansion. He thought something had happened to the young lady, but when he came to take a look, he realized that it was Xie Yuanlang, a new member of the family, who was having a conflict with the eldest lady, and no one said anything.
Say, withdraw your troops and don't get involved.
"Okay! If you don't sign, I'll sign it." You can't resist it. Regardless of whether Li Haiyu cried sadly, Meng Xinghe directly grabbed her beautiful hand. It was related to his lifelong happiness, and Meng Xinghe didn't want to be involved with Li Haiyu.
There was a box of cinnabar red beside him. Without thinking, he grabbed the cinnabar red, rubbed it randomly, and forcibly printed Li Haiyu's blood-red fingerprints on the divorce note.
He forcefully forced a woman to sign a divorce letter. Meng Xinghe roughly let go of Li Haiyu. His usual style was to be polite before fighting. He vowed not to give up until he signed the divorce letter today. In the end, force was inevitable.
"Okay, now we are Xiaoqiong eating tofu, and we are finally innocent." Holding the wrinkled divorce letter, Li Haiyu's distinctive fingerprint on it seemed a bit messy, but fortunately he could see it clearly.
Kicked in his arms, he said without any regret: "Miss Li, I'm going to take my leave."
After saying a few polite words, Meng Xinghe stood up and walked out.
"You..." Li Haiyu didn't expect Meng Xinghe to be so shameless and use force to sign the divorce letter. Looking at the disappearing figure, Li Haiyu suddenly seemed like a woman who had lost everything, and said frantically: "Meng Xinghe, I hate you,
I will hate you all my life and I will make you regret it. One day you will come back on your knees and beg me."
Wuwu~~ Meng Xinghe ignored the hysterical threat. Just kidding, I will come back on my knees to beg you, just dream! If I kiss you, I will marry you. Then there are so many chicks in Chunxiang Tower who have an affair with me, why don’t I marry them all?
Will you provide for me at home?
I finally ended a bad relationship. Will the dead old man resent me? I was stunned for a moment, and it felt a bit unfilial. But Meng Xinghe thought again that marriage was not their business, and they would rebel once in a while, just for their own happiness.
, is excusable.
After coming out of Li Mansion, Meng Xinghe finally felt more at ease. While wandering around, for some unknown reason he ended up at Chunxiang Tower.
Counting the days, I haven’t come here to have fun for a long time. I’m in a good mood today, so I went to listen to two little songs before returning to Cuiweiju. By the way, I wanted to see what Xue Shiyu has been up to in the past few days. I haven’t been to his Cuiweiju as a guest singer for a long time.
, which further affected him and made his business worse than before.
As soon as I stepped into Chunxiang Tower, at least ten new girls came around me and said sweetly.
Mr. Meng
Uncle Meng
Meng Lang
.....
My day, Meng Lang... counted no less than five titles. No matter how thick-skinned Meng Xinghe is, he can't stand the countless fairy voices around him. "Everyone, beauties, I don't have any money with me, so you won't use it in vain!"
Meng Xinghe was telling the truth. He never seemed to take much money with him when he went out. Even when he came to Chunxiang Tower this time, he did so under the guise of listening to Xue Shiyu play the Jinse for him for free.
Xue Shiyu's Jinse is one of the best in Taoyuan, and Meng Xinghe was lucky enough to get a permanent free ticket. He was not the one who suffered a loss, and since he came, he would listen to the free ticket.
The sentence of "no money" really had an effect. Some of them were prevaricated, leaving behind those with mediocre looks, maybe because Meng Xinghe's face was okay, and his behavior seemed to imply that he could do nothing.
"Sister, the powder on your face has fallen off." Sensing that the older sister in front of him wanted to take advantage of him, Meng Xinghe reminded him. The idea of running away was already in his mind.
"Hmm - Young Master, you are so bad!" the eldest sister who lost her fans said shyly, and quickly repaired her face with a silk handkerchief for fear of revealing her true appearance. With such a good opportunity, Meng Xinghe took the opportunity to escape from these hungry people
Surrounded by women, they rushed to the second floor of Chunxiang Building.
Meng Xinghe was already familiar with Xue Shiyu's room. From a distance, he saw Huan'er rushing over with a medicine jar, looking slightly anxious. Could something have happened? Asking himself, Meng Xinghe greeted him from afar.
: "Miss Huan'er, is Miss Xue here?"
Ah! Seeing Meng Xinghe coming, Huan'er said softly: "Young master, please don't come here. Go back quickly~~ Miss... Miss, she is sick, and you must not come here." As if she was scared, Huan'er was already running back.
.
Why are you running away? I don't eat people. Seeing Huan'er seeing him as if he had seen a ghost, Meng Xinghe looked all over his body and found nothing suspicious. He stepped forward step by step and asked nonchalantly.
So I came out to avoid being surprised and uncomfortable.
Seeing Huan'er running back to Xue Shiyu's room, Meng Xinghe followed him.
Arriving at Xue Shiyu's boudoir, she was about to knock on the door. Huan'er had already opened a small crack, wrapped a large white silk scarf around her face, revealed a pair of tired eyes, and said slightly anxiously: "Mr. Meng, you
Let’s go!”
He kept pushing Meng Xinghe out, and Huan'er was already crying softly in his tone. "Mr. Meng, please, for the sake of my young lady, please leave quickly! You shouldn't be here, you really shouldn't be here."
When she said this, Meng Xinghe was already sure that something happened inside. "Huan'er, tell me honestly, what happened to Miss Xue? Is she sick? Is she seriously ill?" Meng Xinghe was a little worried. When Xue Rengui left,
, he also promised him to take good care of his sister. Now he doesn't even know that Xue Shiyu is sick, which is simply unworthy of anyone's trust.
Wuwu~~ After holding it in for many days, Huan'er finally couldn't help but burst into tears. In her tired eyes, only fear remained: "Yes, the young lady didn't let the maid tell the young master because she was afraid that the young master would be implicated. In fact, little,
Miss, she has smallpox. I heard from the doctor that this is a disease that is difficult to cure. Even if it is cured, her appearance will be..." Without the courage to continue, Huan'er kept burping and crying.
Bang~~ Meng Xinghe kicked open the door of Xue Shiyu's boudoir.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" With a loud scolding, his people had already rushed in. Smallpox is a name that makes people talk about it. Even if modern technology is so advanced, the fatality rate is extremely high once it breaks out, let alone ancient times.
The level of medical care is low, and there is no hope of treatment. Regardless of whether it is contagious or not, if Xue Rengui fails to live up to his instructions and something happens to Xue Shiyu, Meng Xinghe will not be able to rest assured for the rest of his life.