Chapter Seventy-Six: Attitude!

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In the silent bedroom, after the white-haired old man in a red Tang suit approached the princess's bed, his cloudy eyes suddenly revealed a look of love, and he didn't make any calling sound, but just reached out and picked up the camel hair quilt on the bed and covered Meng Sisi, who was motionless and looking at the ceiling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If Ye Zhen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the old man with a kind face in front of him was the founder of the Montessori Auction House, the old man Meng Qian.

Due to physical reasons, a long time ago, Old Man Meng handed over the family business to Meng Sisi's parents to take care of, and after recuperating in the Purple Jade Villa for a long time, he entered the Sword of Domination again to help the family expand its foundation.

However, the years are not forgiving, after all, Meng Qian is already in his prime, even if everything in the game does not need to consume physical strength, but exhaustion is inevitable, and he can't resist the persuasion of the private doctor and his son and daughter-in-law, after developing the auction house to formal, he personally handed over the hosting work of the auction house to Meng Sisi's hands.

The Meng family has a solid foundation, compared to the achievements in various fields in reality, the industry in the game is almost negligible, and the reason why Mr. Meng will personally enter the game to create an auction house and many other businesses is to let Meng Sisi adapt to the pressure of taking the lead before taking over as the head of the family.

"Grandpa..."Feeling the warmth of the camel hair quilt, Meng Sisi was confused for a while, and when Meng Qian's familiar and kind face appeared in her bloodshot eyes, there was a panic on her face that still had tears left, and she immediately supported the bed with her elbows and tried to sit up.

However, if a posture is maintained for too long, the blood flow will not be smooth, and the hands, feet and muscles will become stiff and numb, and at this time, her whole body will seem to be numb, and she will not be able to lift the slightest strength, and before her elbows can support her body, she will hang down as if she does not obey the call, and she can no longer lift it.

"Don't move, grandpa is here to help you, don't be in a hurry, sit up slowly and lean on the pillow." Seeing this, Meng Qian hurriedly picked up an embroidered pillow of eiderdown from the head of the bed, put it behind his granddaughter's back, and gently helped her up and leaned on the head of the bed.

"Grandpa..."Seeing the old man's caring appearance, Meng Sisi's heart tightened, and she tried hard to open her dry and white lips, but she could only call out two words, and the other words were stuck in her throat, like a fish in her throat, and she couldn't make any sound.

"Don't talk yet, grandpa will pour you a cup of hot tea to moisten your throat." Soon, Meng Qian came to the bedside with a steaming cup of tea, and handed the tea to his granddaughter as if he were taking care of a patient. "Drink slowly, be careful, did you just want to ask, why did grandpa come here, right?"

Meng Qian held the bottom of the teacup and let the weak Meng Sisi slowly sip the tea, and asked in a soothing tone.

"Hmm......" Meng Sisi took a sip of warm tea, then wiped the corners of her mouth with her sour hands, and nodded heavily while holding the teacup.

"Don't be nervous, Fu Bo said that your face was very bad when you came back in the afternoon, and he told you not to call you for dinner, grandpa couldn't rest assured when he found out, so he came over to take a look." As if he was worried that Meng Sisi would not be able to hold the teacup and burn himself, Meng Qian never withdrew his big hand holding the bottom of the teacup. "Originally, grandpa thought that you were just unwell, and let Fu Bo prescribe two doses of Chinese medicine for you to be cured, but looking at your current appearance, it's not just that you're not feeling well, tell grandpa, what happened to make you so sad?"

Meng Qian looked at his granddaughter's bloodless pale cheeks, and then quietly glanced at the pillow and sheets that were wet with tears, and a few gleams flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Grandpa, you're too worried, I... I'm not sad, it's just that I'm not in a good mood today, so I'm like this..."Under the moisture of the tea, Meng Sisi's throat finally recovered a little, but under the pressure of the old man, it was still difficult to speak, even if it was not too much to describe it.

"Silly boy, grandpa is from here, even if you don't say it, you can't hide grandpa's eyes, tell grandpa, are you looking for a boyfriend outside?" Meng Qian smiled, and for a while, the love of looking at his granddaughter became even stronger.

"No, grandpa, I don't have a boyfriend, I haven't had any." Meng Qian's usual tone, which seemed to be joking, made Meng Sisi not know where the strength came from, so he grabbed the old man's arm and shook it desperately. "Grandpa... I really don't have a boyfriend, so don't ask, okay? ā€

It can be said that the people in the entire family who dare to say no to Old Man Meng and succeed can only be done by the only heir of the Meng family.

"Okay, look at you in a hurry, grandpa promised you, don't ask, don't ask." Feeling the huge force coming from his granddaughter's palm, Meng Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, and sighed: "It's really in response to that old saying, women don't stay, they are all 20-year-old girls, and they are hiding in the room alone and shedding tears, it's really useless." ā€

"........." Facing the old man's sigh, Meng Sisi's nose was sour, and her eyes, which had just recovered a little, suddenly turned red again.

Growing up to such a large age, Meng Sisi has seen more of the daughters in the circle who have been arranged by the family or political marriages, and every time she sees such a tragedy, her fear of this feudal marriage will deepen a little.

It is precisely because of this that since she was a child, Meng Sisi almost didn't dare to ask her elders about this matter, even if the elders took the initiative to mention it, she just prevaricated and avoided the serious.

To this day, Meng Sisi doesn't know what kind of attitude the old man and others have towards free love, and she doesn't dare to ask.

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, grandpa won't force you, and your daughter is not too young, and no one in the family will blame you if you talk about it properly, so you don't have to be too nervous. But the next time he sees you hiding in your room alone and crying, Grandpa will have to find that stinky boy and chop him alive, no matter who he is. Meng Qian glanced at his frail granddaughter again, and at the same time stood up and said earnestly. However, Sisi, you are not a child anymore, although the elders have always been very reassuring to you, and now that you are still in college, grandpa and your parents have also acquiesced to let you relax for a few more years, and you can have the right to make your own choices. However, at all times, you must remember that you are the next generation of the Meng family, and some things are predestined from the time you are born, even if you are a grandfather, you know? ā€

When he said this, Old Man Meng's cloudy and faint eyes seemed to be charged, and they were suddenly transformed into sharp like an eagle, and any junior would be seen through from top to bottom in front of these eyes full of wisdom, and there was no secret at all.

Hearing Meng Qian's heavy words, Meng Sisi only felt her heart tighten, and her heart stopped beating as if it was tied by a rope. Still, she nodded her head with difficulty, and replied with the strength she had, "Yes, I see..."

Until the old man Meng left, Meng Sisi didn't react yet, and the old man's heavy sentence of 'some things are already doomed, even grandpa can't change them' has been echoing in her heart, and it can't be dispersed for a long time.

What is already doomed, even the old man Meng who is a man of his word in the family can't change it?

If Meng Qian's words are said to other people in the family, the meaning may be different, but if this sentence is said to the only successor of the Meng family, then the meaning is obvious.

What is the most important thing in a family that is not short of money and power?

Incense!

As the only direct third generation of the Meng family, there are some things that are both fate and her supreme responsibility.

In the empty bedroom, Meng Sisi, who had seen the old man's attitude clearly, leaned weakly on the head of the bed, and the tears in her eyes slid down like a spring again.

With her and Mr. Meng's experience of accompanying each other day and night, how could she not hear the implied meaning of the old man's words just now, since he said that he was still in college and now he could have the right to make his own choice, so what about waiting until he graduated from college?

The old man had already made it very clear that he was really worried about his granddaughter's health when he came over just now, but why didn't he come to remind her of her identity, so that Meng Sisi would remember her identity, so as not to make too much trouble and eventually cause a tragedy.

The heating was blowing, the night was getting thicker and thicker, and the haggard woman who was lying on the head of the bed and couldn't even move was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, until it blended in with the night, and there was no light in the bedroom without the light, and the dead silence was terrible.

……………… In the quaint villa not far from Meng Sisi's personal villa, in a quaint study with tens of thousands of thread-bound books, Meng Qian, who was frowning, was sitting at the desk and explaining something to the housekeeper Fubo.

At this time, not only was Meng Qian not approachable, but even Fu Bo, who had always been smiling, also had a straight face and a solemn complexion.

"I went to visit Sisi just now, and the girl probably had someone outside, and she was probably traumatized and betrayed by her lover. However, this is not necessarily a bad thing for her, but I don't know if she is dead now. Meng Qian said thoughtfully. But no matter what, we can't continue to indulge her nonsense, Fauber, from now on, you pay attention to Miss's every move outside, and it is best to record who you have come into contact with. Also, find out again who is the person who made Miss sad this time, and I would love to meet him. But you have to remember that these things have to be done in secret, and remember not to let the young lady notice it, and I still hope that she will have a good memory of college, after all, it will probably be the happiest years of her life. ā€

"Yes, sir, I see."

(To be continued)