Chapter 246 Call your mother
This evening.
Meng Qinghe comes to visit.
The two entered the tea room on the first floor, and outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, they could see the unique night scenery of Beijing and Hong Kong.
An excellent location near high-rise buildings.
At that time, the government had a priceless hot potato in its hands. Ji Mingzong took it in one fell swoop, solved the other party's urgent need, not only made a favor, but also chose a mansion as a wedding room.
Not far from business districts and companies.
If you put him in the eyes of others, he will be taken advantage of, but if you put him with Ji Mingzong, he will get multiple benefits with one stone.
Meng Qinghe withdrew his gaze and said with emotion: "It is indeed decorated according to the specifications of a wedding room. The style is elegant. If Sister Lan knew that you had put so much effort into decorating this expensive Beijing and Hong Kong according to her preferences, When you come out of a mansion, you will definitely be moved to tears.”
"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak!" The man was sitting on the master's chair, wearing a white shirt, and cleaning the tea cups skillfully.
His posture was calm and indifferent, as if he had not seen the sun all year round.
"I'm not happy anymore. We agreed that singles would hold hands, but I was the only one standing in the queue."
"Even Chen Songyang has a girlfriend." Meng Qinghe opened the chair and sat down, looking seriously at the person in front of him: "If sister Lan comes back, will you give me a long vacation?"
"It's as if you can find a woman if I give you a holiday."
Ji Mingzong poured him a cup of hot tea.
Meng Qinghe touched the tea cup with his fingertips and saw that it was hot, so he didn't drink it in a hurry: "How will you know if you don't try it?"
"The existence of magnetic 1:2 within a hundred miles radius has not seen you spark any sparks. Isn't that necessarily the reason for not having a holiday?"
"The old hens that can't lay eggs still can't lay eggs even if they change their cages."
"The scolding is a bit unpleasant."
Meng Qinghe took a sip of tea: "Xu Ying, are you really going to lock me up like this? It's such a cold winter, so let the little girl stay in the detention center. Don't let the cold cause any problems."
Ji Mingzong nodded warmly and pretended not to understand the implication of his words: "I will ask someone to donate air conditioners to the detention center tomorrow, and try to make them available to the entire detention center the day after tomorrow."
Meng Qinghe: Yes! Pretending to be confused while pretending to understand is not letting Xu Ying go?
"When gods fight, mortals suffer!"
"Shouldn't I be the one who suffers?" Ji Mingzong said in a straightforward tone, without any extra emotion at all: "They are attached to me and want to escape from me. One by one, they take what I have and eat what I have, but they deceive me and hide their feelings from me. How can they express their feelings? If I’m a scumbag, I can’t be a scumbag?”
"I was deceived of my mind, body, and money. In the end, it's not my fault anymore?"
"Did Chen Songyang ask you to come?" The man put down the cup in his hand, and the only sound of the kettle boiling could be heard in the tea room.
Meng Qinghe hadn't been to his private residence for many years. He thought he was gloomy and didn't bother to contact him in private for fear of being frozen to death by him.
Today is the first time in several years.
Approach him with a purpose.
Trying to persuade him to let go of the pain of his wife and children?
"I just don't want everyone to make trouble and my brother has nothing to do."
"It seems that Chen Songyang has the idea of breaking off diplomatic relations with me."
Meng Qinghe was shocked!
What are you talking about?
The two of them had sex wearing crotchless pants.
How can you just break off diplomatic relations?
"Mingzong." Meng Qinghe was a little scared when he saw that he was very determined.
"From the perspective of a bystander, everything can be forgiven, but you have to know that in this world, there is pain and injury. We can only suffer and struggle on our own. Qinghe and Xu Ying's situation at this time is no match for my pain at that time. One percent.”
A voice as cold as tempered with poison came out from between the man's teeth, and his gloomy and narrow eyes were full of coldness, like a poisonous snake worming its way into Meng Qinghe's mind.
"Just because I don't say it hurts doesn't mean I don't feel pain."
"Those who cry out about pain at everything may not really feel the pain."
For a moment, Meng Qinghe was stunned.
"Those who cry are not necessarily victims." Ji Mingzong stood up and looked down at him. Although it was only across the tea table, it gave people a feeling that it was insurmountable across mountains and seas.
For Ji Lan and the accomplices around her.
Ji Mingzong never thought of letting go.
No matter who it is!
The man's handsome facial features were revealed in silence, making it impossible to ignore. "Jinghe."
"Sir!"
"Send off guests!"
Ji Mingzong walked across the street to the door of the teahouse. His hard tone conveyed a huge sense of estrangement: "Go back and tell Chen Songyang that I can live without my friend."
But Xu Ying, he will not let it go.
Ji Mingzong left and walked to the living room. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he caught a glimpse of the child who had just woken up and was sitting on the sofa. He looked at him blankly and shouted in a dry voice: "Dad!"
"Are you angry?"
Ji Mingzong took a deep breath and forgot that there was a child: "Are you awake?"
The little guy rubbed his eyes and nodded, climbed up on his hands and knees and stood on the sofa, sleepily opening his hands towards Ji Mingzong: "Dad, give me a hug!"
Mr. Ji stood still:
It's not that he is indifferent, but that he doesn't know how to establish a relationship with him.
"Dad!" The little guy choked.
"Dad, don't you love me?"
Ji Mingzong moved on his toes and walked towards him.
The little guy grabbed the hem of his shirt, pressed it against his chest, and said in a low voice: "Dad, I am your responsibility."
"You are my obligation."
It is the same obligation as nine-year compulsory education.
Even if you don't like playing truant, there still have to be relevant staff to advise you to fulfill your obligations as a student.
He only wanted Ji Lan, and as for his son, that was all.
The person who was thinking about taking care of Ji Lan would be forced by this little guy to fulfill the responsibility of being a father. It would be merciful not to have no reason for seven days.
"Dad." The little guy was a little unhappy that his moral kidnapping failed.
"Call your mother," Ji Mingzong took out his cell phone from his pocket and gave it to him.
The little guy shook his head: "My mother told me not to let me call her."
"Your father asked you to fight, who do you listen to?"
The little guy's deer-like eyes were rolling around, and his CPU was almost burning out.
"Dad. My stomach hurts."
In the detention center, a not-so-bright incandescent lamp hangs overhead.
Xu Ying raised her eyes and glanced.
Beijing and Hong Kong, a city where land is at a premium, do not have detention centers in a practical sense.
A piece of land between the suburbs of Beijing and Beishi City was originally the Beishi Detention Center, but was later merged into the Beishi Detention Center.
Far away from the city.
It takes two hours to drive here without traffic jam.
The cold winter is bleak, and the withered yellow branches outside the window sneak in like thieves.
"Did you know Ji Lan was in Nanyang early in the morning?"
"Yeah!"
"Why don't you say it?"
"She made her choice, why should I say that?"
"You know very well." Chen Songyang paused. Perhaps because he felt that his words were emotional, he calmed down and continued: "You know very well that Ji Mingzong is looking for her."
"What does Ji Mingzong's search for her have to do with me?"
"How much benefit has Lanying Media received from Ji Mingzong over the years? Is it appropriate for you to say this?"
"Is it appropriate for you to ask me to betray my best friend? From my perspective, I have done nothing wrong. On the contrary, I still have feelings and righteousness, right?"