Chapter 5 Her surname is Meng, she is just a foreigner
Meng Ying waited for Meng Yuan for an hour.
After two busy calls, Meng Ying couldn't help but get out of the car at about 10:50 in the evening. The woman's black hair was blown away in the evening wind, revealing her flawless and clear face.
She lowered her head and walked quickly to the third floor of the Hongjiang Hotel. She searched around to no avail. Finally, the waiter who passed by looked at the anxiety on her face and said, "Look for the person in box three. The show has ended a long time ago. Oh, those ladies should have left. The Miss Meng you mentioned seems to have left with Master Sheng."
Meng Ying's expression did not change, but her fingers. Slowly squeeze.
Lips pursed tightly.
At this moment, her chest was heaving slightly.
She hurriedly looked for someone, but the other person had already gotten into Young Master Sheng's car without even saying hello.
The Meng family lives in the Luyin Lake Villa Area, a townhouse with three floors above ground and one underground floor, close to Luyin Lake, a surrounding park and lake attraction.
The Meng family has lived here for twenty years. Meng Qinglin and Dong Zhilan moved into this villa in the fifth year after their marriage.
That year, their business gradually improved.
At this moment, the lights are brightly lit, and the crescent moon lamp hanging high at the door shines on the metallic iron door, vaguely revealing a sense of warmth.
Meng Ying parked the car and walked in, changing her shoes at the entrance. As soon as she walked in, she heard Meng Yuan's proud and showy voice coming from the living room, "Sheng Ye only invited me tonight. I attended this personal banquet as his female companion, and guess what, I went there tonight and met Mr. Liang!”
“I even handed him a tissue.”
Her whole voice rose.
Dong Zhilan had an astonished smile in his eyes, "Really? Tell mom, have you really seen Mr. Liang?"
Meng Yuan's fair cheeks became redder and redder, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes. , mentioning Mr. Liang, Meng Yuan's whole person was different, "Mom, you don't know, Mr. Liang is really as fascinating as the rumors, but the difference is..."
Meng Yuan's words Before he finished speaking, he saw Meng Ying walking in and walking straight towards the stairs.
Dong Zhilan slowly raised his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Meng Ying, who asked you to come back so late? It's already 11:30, and there are more and more no rules! Are you still ready? Stay up all night. Learn from your sister and look at you again!"
Looking at this little daughter, Dong Zhilan felt a headache.
Sure enough, either he has been raised around him since he was a child, or he was not raised well enough.
Even if it is your own biological child.
Meng Ying's lips were pursed and pale, and the bones of her hands were tense and turned white. She turned around and walked step by step to the living room. She stared at Dong Zhilan, with a stubbornness as light as water in her eyes, "I Why did you come back late, you should ask Meng Yuan."
Meng Yuan pursed his lips, sitting next to Dong Zhilan, holding his arms and shaking, feeling at ease, "Mom, you took away the family driver tonight. , I had a temporary invitation from the street, so I asked Meng Ying to send me off. After all, I am dressed up and can’t drive.”
Dong Zhilan glanced at his eldest daughter, patted the back of her hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly. , "So that's it, A-ying, since you work as a driver for your sister, why don't you tell me? I don't know if you don't tell me. You are a child with a weird temper. Your sister has come back a long time ago, and you came back an hour later than her." She looked at Meng Ying like an elder again, "Where did you go after sending your sister away? You always made some useless friends. Did you go to find Shen Xiao again?"
In Dong Zhilan's heart, friends are also divided into three, six or nine levels.
Since Meng Ying was in junior high school, Dong Zhilan told her to make some connections that could be useful to her family, such as the young master of a certain education bureau, the daughter of a certain brand, the son of a certain principal.
And Meng Ying’s best friend Shen Xiao was reduced to the lowest level by Dong Zhilan.
Shen Xiao’s mother is a music teacher and her father is a lawyer, but in Dong Zhilan’s eyes, such a family is unprofitable. In her eyes, everything can be measured by profit.
"Why did I come back late? I have been waiting in front of the Hongjiang Hotel." Meng Ying looked at Meng Yuan. At this moment, Meng Yuan was leaning in Dong Zhilan's arms, and Dong Zhilan also hugged her gently. Shoulder, and Meng Ying is just a foreigner, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back as Sheng Ye's car? I called you twice."
"I waited for you for an hour. During this period, I tried to contact you but failed. I even went to the private room to look for you and was told by the waiter that you had left. During this period, have you ever thought about telling me that you can talk to me? Sheng Ye will come back together, but you should tell me."
Meng Yuan felt guilty. She did see that Meng Ying didn't answer the call.
But so what, she looked at Dong Zhilan hurriedly, "Mom!! Look at Meng Ying, she just became a driver for me and she was wronged, I am her sister Ah! Sheng Ye wants to drive me back. What a rare opportunity to get along. How could I refuse?" She looked at Meng Ying proudly, because she knew that her mother would speak for her.
So she can boss Meng Ying around with peace of mind.
Dong Zhilan frowned and patted Meng Yuan's shoulder reassuringly, "Okay, it's just a trivial matter. Why do you two sisters have to be so unhappy over such a trivial matter?" She was silent for a few seconds, looking at Meng Yuan's aggrieved look. She shook her arms, coughed and looked to the left, "Meng Ying, apologize to your sister."
Meng Ying's eyes widened slightly.
What? Ask her to apologize to Meng Yuan?
"Mom, so you also think it's me who's wrong?" Her lips trembled, "I deserve to be stupid and wait for her outside the door. If she says anything, I will send her off and let her in By the end, it took a full four hours."
Dong Zhilan's expression changed.
This little daughter usually looks gentle and soft, but now her temper has become fierce and unwilling to give up. Just apologize and say something nice. Is it possible that she, the mother, should be allowed to coax her and apologize to her?
Being fussy about such a trivial matter is indeed very different from Yuanyuan.
After all, he grew up in a poor and remote country, and he didn’t have anyone with him. He came back from his hometown when he was almost in junior high school. I don’t know how he was educated since he was a child!
Meng Yuan muttered, "I didn't ask you to wait. If you want to wait, just wait."
Meng Ying heard this mutter.
Couldn't help but laugh.
The eyes were as quiet as a lake, and the smile was sarcastic.
If he didn't wait and came back alone, then Meng Yuan would have reason to complain to Dong Zhilan, saying that she, the younger sister, would come back first without waiting for her sister. In short, Meng Yuan had countless reasons.
She is too stupid.
She watched Meng Yuan walk into the box, and watched the stars also walk in. She knew what that box meant, and she also knew what any big shot in there said, but those girls didn't know anything about it. There was room for resistance. On the wine table, there were mostly powerful transactions with purposeful interests. Women were already at a disadvantage, and she didn't want to see Meng Yuan fall into this situation.
After all, she was her sister. Since she sent Meng Yuan away, she wanted to take her back.
I don’t want Meng Yuan to fall into a state of isolation and helplessness.
No one helped her even though her throat was broken.
In the future, no, she will not be so stupid again.
This is the Meng family, and she is just a resident named Meng.
Turning around, holding back the soreness in her eyes, Meng Ying walked straight upstairs. Dong Zhilan stood up and shouted sternly, "Stop, I asked you to apologize to my sister. Is this your attitude?"
Meng Ying paused in her steps.
Standing at the top of the stairs, he turned around and looked at them, clenching his teeth tightly, his pupils red, "I'm not wrong, why should I apologize?"
"I still don't know my fault. ! Sure enough, you are talking back to me even though your wings are strong. Do you still think of me as a mother? Sure enough, she was taught badly by Chen Wanzhen. She has not received traditional education since she was a child. Unlike Yuanyuan, I have given it to her since she was a child. Please ask various etiquette, calligraphy and dance teachers to train you every word and deed from beginning to end. Look at you, will you talk to your mother and sister with this attitude?"
Meng Ying looked at the person in front of her. A woman is like a mandarin duck with every mouthful, and a Mengying with every mouthful.
"Okay, okay, I can't educate you, Fu Ma, Fu Ma!! Lock Meng Ying into the ancestral hall and make her kneel."
(End of Chapter)