"How can this stinky girl do such an indiscreet thing? I must teach her a lesson. Housekeeper, hurry up and call people down."
Mr. Fang didn't mean to protect his daughter. He blacked his face.
When Fang Jingya was called down, he saw Ling Yichen and Song Xi sitting in the living room. Without saying anything, he rushed up the stairs, rushed into his room, closed the door and became a coward.
"Master, Miss would not come down." The housekeeper was helpless and went downstairs to report.
"What a jerk. I'll call for it myself. If I don't have enough money to do something wrong, I can't hope to hide behind the door for a lifetime. "
Mr. Fang rushed upstairs to find the man himself.
After five minutes, Fang Jingya came down in despair.
After seeing Ling Yichen and Song Xi, they didn't want to apologize or repent. They sat on the sofa and played with their fingernails.
"Jingya, what are you still doing? Why don't you kneel down and apologize?"
"I don't, I don't. what can you do with me? Can't I be killed? "
Fang Jingya is very hard-working. She doesn't pay attention to Song Xi and Ling Yichen at all.
Ling Yichen naturally won't hit the woman, so as not to dirty his hands.
"Master Fang, even Miss Fang is so infallible. I have to inform the Paris police to investigate. If she is caught in prison, don't blame me for not giving face to Fang."
Ling Yichen solemnly informed the Fang's father and daughter.
Mr. Fang naturally understands the influence of the Ling family in France. If you want to send people in easily and come out again, it will be troublesome.
After all, the arm can't twist the thigh. Master Fang scolds Fang Jingya fiercely: "dead girl, don't get down on your knees and apologize. Do you want to eat prison food?"
"Dad, why are we afraid of him. We're good in France, too, OK? He's obviously trying to scare me. "
Fang Jingya is still dead.
Song Xi wanted to laugh.
How can there be such a girl who doesn't know how to live or die.
Now it's the greatest kindness for her to kneel down and admit her mistake? Why did I give birth to such a stupid girl as you. Kneel down for me. "
Master Fang is angry. The more severe he looks, the more he wants to solve this problem. In case of trouble, he will be in the Bureau.
There's more to the trouble.
"I don't, I don't, I see who dares to move me."
Fang Jingya grabs a pillow and sits cross legged on the sofa, as if no one can make her bow.
Ling Yichen shakes his head and chuckles, slowly takes out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and makes a phone call to the Paris lawyer's office.
"Lawyer Qi, I have a case for you to deal with. The sooner you deal with it, the better..."
Hang up.
Ling Yichen pulls up Song Xi's hand. "Let's go back. As for her, let's wait for the court summons."
"Good."
"Young master Ling, please walk slowly. My daughter really knows it's wrong. Please don't make a big deal. How about we make a big deal and a small one?"
Master Fang catches up and asks Ling Yichen.
"I think it's her attitude, but your daughter is stubborn, and there are some mistakes in your improper education. She has to make a good transformation. It was such a happy decision. You should thank me for helping you educate your daughter. "
Ling Yichen said with a smile.
This last sentence almost didn't make master Fang angry on the spot.
Send her daughter to the Bureau and ask him to thank him.
This is an international joke.
Ling Yichen and Song Xi leave.
Old man Fang hates iron but not steel. He takes a look at Fang Jingya sitting on the sofa safely.
"Alas..."
A deep sigh, and then ready to go back to the room.
"Master, what about Miss?"
The housekeeper chased up and asked master Fang.
"What can I do? She caused her own disaster, I don't know what's wrong, I can't save her, let her long memory is good. "
And Fang Jingya, sitting on the sofa, never thought of it.
Within half an hour, she was taken away by a lawyer, and after that, she never came back.
He was sent to prison for half a month.
Half a month later, Ling Yichen and Song Xi, both of them, were no longer in France and had already returned to Yuncheng.
But Ning Yizhou's mother knew that because she had done something wrong, she got into the Bureau and got stained, so she immediately retired with Fang's family, which made her cool.
Sikong Yun visited several countries where he thought Meng Zhi might go.
A whole month passed, but I couldn't find any information about her.Finally, he returned to Yuncheng and went to Meng Zhi's hometown.
It's said that Meng Zhi's hometown is in the suburb of Yuncheng, which is a small town with peach blossom in full bloom.
The peach blossom season is coming soon.
With a try mentality, he went to the small town named Taoxi.
There are mossy bluestone boards and old buildings in the town.
Everything here is not touched with the worldly pomp, as if the fairyland of the world.
Even the river in front of the house is clear and can look in the mirror.
Here, the car can't drive in, only a very narrow path.
He walked in the path.
Walking very tired, passing by a teahouse with a very artistic name.
There are many red lanterns hanging in front of the teahouse. It seems that they haven't been opened for a long time.
The name of the teahouse is: see you for the first time.
Step into the teahouse and get ready to sit down and have a cup of tea.
"Waiter, give me a cup of tea, West Lake Longjing."
After sikongyun sat down, he shouted.
After a long time, no one took care of him.
"No one in such a big teahouse?"
Sikong Yun wondered that he could not drink tea even if he had money.
He's dying of thirst.
"How about people, waiter? Boss? "
At this time, a person came out of the inner room. She had long black hair.
Wearing a veil on his face and a set of Blue Dance skirts, similar to the clothes of the Tang Dynasty, he stepped forward to him and handed a sketch board to him.
It said, "I'm sorry, sir. There's only the owner's wife here. There's no waiter."
"Oh, Madame, have a cup of Longjing. The best. "
“……” The landlady nodded, but did not speak.
This is an antique teahouse. The whole teahouse is not connected with the modern society at all. It is like an ancient teahouse with unique characteristics.
After tea, the landlady never said a word.
"Don't you speak, Madame?"
Sikong Yun looks at the landlady. She is graceful and slim. Her eyes are clear and she is painting light peach blossom makeup.
Her dress reminds him of Meng Zhi who dances for him in the starry sky.
But he lost her Meng Zhi completely.
"Well." The boss's wife wrote an en on the sketch board and retired.
Sikongyun sat in the shop and drank one cup after another. The more you think about tea, the more you worry about it.
Where should he go to find Meng Zhi, and where else can she go?
When on earth would she like to reappear in front of him?