Chapter 198

Meng Peiyuan gave a cold smile: you remember very well.

Bai Tong smiles bitterly. The year she met Gong Ming happened to be at her mother's funeral. Can you remember clearly?

Meng Peiyuan then heard stiffly: in the past 20 years, has he ever pursued you?

Yes, why not. In Meng Peiyuan's fierce eyes, Bai Tongxi said truthfully: but I don't have any extra ideas except to treat him as a good friend.

No more ideas? Meng Peiyuan deeply doubts: I think you regard him as a spare tire?

Bai Tongxi fight against injustice for his good friend: is Gong Ming's market good? The word "spare tire" is a great insult to him!

Meng Peiyuan's eyes are cold: maybe, in his opinion, those prices are not as good as your finger?

Bai Tongxi held his heart in his hand and sighed with affectation: that only shows that I am too charming. As my husband, does Mr. Meng feel great pressure? But please don't worry, since I married you, I will devote myself to the end.

Meng Peiyuan was still full of fire, but when she said so, she was not happy.

As if he interferes in this way again, it proves that he cares about her very much. Doesn't this make her tail fly to the sky?

His eyes cool down: you go down.

Oh. After nodding, Bai Tongxi turned and walked away.

After she left, Meng Peiyuan leans on the sofa, thinking: if Lu Sixuan didn't insist on leaving him, how many years will it be now?

A few days later.

Meng Peiyuan sent Meng Jingheng's investigation results to director Meng's residence in person. Only then can he know what Mengqi has become.

Her beautiful hair turned dark, her ruddy cheeks turned pale, her proud head shrank, especially after seeing strangers.

Meng's mother is always in tears and often sleeps at night. Meng Dong not only takes care of her daughter, but also worries about her wife's health. He can't help but put forward the idea of resigning to Meng Peiyuan.

How can this work? You are the elder of the company. Without you, I am worried that people will be lax. Meng Peiyuan disagreed.

Director Meng looked at his daughter who was learning to wallow with cats in the garden and said wearily: Mr. Meng, I thank you very much for helping me find out the cause and effect of Qiqi's disappearance so quickly and sealing up the damned money box! I also appreciate your retention now, but I'm really tired. I've been in the market for half my life. It's time to spare time to accompany my wife and daughter.

Meng Peiyuan pondered for a while and said seriously: since uncle Meng said so, I'm not reluctant. You can stay at home and take care of Qiqi. As for the company, I'll give you a name. You can not use it, but you can enjoy the same salary as usual.

Director Meng suddenly felt a little ashamed. For Meng Peiyuan, he suspected and even angered Meng Peiyuan for Mengqi's sake, but he was rewarded with good for evil and gave his family so much help.

Mr. Meng, my face suddenly changed before I finished my words. I got up and rushed to the garden: Qiqi!

Meng Peiyuan then looks over and finds that Mengqi, who used to play with her pet cat, has fallen the cat twice in a row like crazy, just like a changed person, crazy.

Director Meng wants to go and grab Mengqi's hand, but her neck is scratched with long blood marks by her fingernails. It can be seen that Mengqi has a fit, and she doesn't even remember her closest friends.

As the main culprit, Meng Peiyuan, in the huge living room, breathes his cigarettes and looks at the scene not far away.

At night, the water bank of Xiangyu.

Bai Tongxi received a long lost call from Qiao Rusheng. He said that if he had time, he would like to invite her to climb mountains at the weekend.

Thinking of Meng Peiyuan's warning to himself, Bai Tong regretted that he had to make up an excuse: Uncle Qiao, I have something to do on Saturday, so I may not be able to go.

Such ah, Qiao Rusheng's voice sounds a little disappointed, let Bai Tongxi's heart silently pull down: is Meng Peiyuan don't let you contact me?

White Tong cherishes Mou Guang a Zheng, wry smile way: Uncle Qiao, I really what all hide but you.

Qiao Rusheng said earnestly: in the past, uncle Qiao would hang up and never disturb you after hearing your refusal, but now you are my life-saving benefactor and the one I am eager to repay, so do you understand what uncle Qiao means?

I understand. It's hard to be gracious. Bai Tongxi turns to ask: Neige, uncle Qiao, what time is Saturday?

Bai Tongxi, who ended the call, was lying on the pillow and staring at his mobile phone. How could he feel so soft for no reason! Alas,

no matter Gong Ming or uncle Qiao, Meng Peiyuan doesn't like any of them. She doesn't like that she has too much contact with them. Thinking about it, she can only go secretly without telling him on Saturday.

With a click, the door was pushed open. Meng Peiyuan saw Bai Tongxi staring at the mobile phone screen in a daze. A touch of gloom passed between his eyebrows and eyes: who are you thinking of?

The only sure thing is that Bai Tongxi is not thinking about him, because he is at home. If she wants to see him, she can see him at any time.it 's nothing. Bai Tongxi puts away her mobile phone in a hurry, but her action is too obvious, which makes Meng Peiyuan see the clue.

But on the surface, he said quietly: it's late. Go to bed.

Bai Tongxi asked: it seems that you haven't returned to the master bedroom recently

Meng Peiyuan hugged his arms and put on his chest: do you want me to sleep separately with you?

No! Bai Tong Xi patted her forehead. Since she promised Qiao Rusheng to meet on Saturday, she was nervous when facing Meng Peiyuan: I didn't mean that.

Meng Peiyuan laughed: so Mrs. Meng is very satisfied with my "bed warming service.".

Are you being teased again?

After waiting for Bai Tongxi to fall asleep, Meng Peiyuan suddenly opens his eyes, stands up and turns on the bedside lamp gently.

After that, he swept the bedside table beside Bai Tong and found that she put her cell phone on it before going to bed.

With a long arm, he took the mobile phone in his hand unconsciously. He first turned the mailbox and then the address book. Sure enough, Bai Tongxi contacted the wrong person behind his back!

Qiao Rusheng, right?

Meng Peiyuan's expression, which is set off by the white light on the screen, is inexpressible. A moment later, he pulls his eyes away from his mobile phone and comes to Bai Tongxi's face in deep sleep.

He doesn't know why Bai Tongxi keeps in touch with Qiao Rusheng, but it's not a good sign.

Just then, a short message came from her mobile phone, and Meng Peiyuan did not want to open the message -

[Saturday, 7 am, longmingshan, don't forget. ］