Chapter 517 envy Yun Bixue and Xie Shao
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Even if Father Meng put down the shelf and went to find Meng Xintong in person, she still didn't want to go back to Meng's house, because there were too many bad memories when she went back, and she also liked her freedom now.
Looking at Meng's father's old appearance, Meng Xintong was a little unbearable after all, no matter how wrong her parents were, they were also blood relatives, she couldn't ignore the distress for her father in her heart, even if he was harsh on her before, he was still his father.
Meng Xinyan poured a cup of tea for her father, then sat down, and said coldly: "Dad, you better go back, I'm fine now, I don't want to go back to that home, after all, as soon as I go back, I may think about what kind of life I had before, how did you treat me, that made me feel bad, now I can do what I like, it's good." ”
Father Meng listened to this, his heart was ashamed, and his old face was nowhere to hang, he didn't dare to look at his daughter's expression, lowered his head, held the teacup, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Xintong, it was Dad who was blind before, Dad was wrong, if you don't want to go back there, Dad will buy you a villa again, okay, it's too small to live here, will you live very uncomfortable?"
Meng Xintong actually had some self-deprecation and sneering in his heart, "Dad, I have lived in a smaller place than this before, but no matter how small it is, it is better than the big house of the Meng family, I live comfortably, Dad, if you feel lonely, you are looking for one." ”
Father Meng shook his head again and again, "Xintong, Dad won't look for it again, Dad owes your mother and daughter for so long, I want to make up for something, and the Meng family will be handed over to you in the future." ”
"Dad, I have worked my own, and I have never coveted the Meng family's industry."
"There is also your mother's hard work here, I have asked the lawyer to write contracts and documents, all of which have been passed to your name, my father is old, I want to walk around, I want to see the places I walked with your mother." With that, Father Meng put the documents on the table and got up to leave.
The old man's back has a hint of gloom, and he is also on the verge of old age, so he knows who is the best.
Meng Xintong looked at his father's back, then looked at his rickety waist, and the white hair, and the eye circles were a little red, no matter how bad he was, he was also his father, she was actually not as ruthless as she imagined.
When Meng's father was about to walk out of the door, Meng Xintong shouted, "Dad, you take care of yourself, I will go back to see you." ”
"Okay, good" Father Meng nodded vigorously and said okay, he didn't dare to look back, he went downstairs and was already in tears.
Meng Xintong called Yun Bixue and told her about the situation, which also showed her loyalty, and whenever she had any needs in the future, the Meng family would help and cooperate.
Yun Bixue was happy for Meng Xintong, and also told her about her upcoming wedding.
Meng Xintong's heavy heart suddenly became joyful, "When the time comes, I must participate, and I can be a member of the bridesmaid group." ”
Suddenly, she thought of something, and said to Yun Bixue: "Miss, you don't know why my family Zhou Pingyu went to Zibei City."
"Speaking of this, I also want to express my gratitude, thanks to his help several times" When I was in Zibei City, it was also because there were people in the political department, so many things were much easier.
Meng Xintong said with emotion: "Miss, in fact, I really envy you and Xie Shao, and I bless you, Xie Shao is really fond of you and very careful, Xie Shao knows that you are going to Zibei City to develop the entertainment industry, so he has already planned for you, so I secretly arranged for my family Zhou Pingyu to go over, so I will help you when the time comes, so you should not thank us, but your Xie Shao." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.