Li Meng saw that this was totally different from her previous reaction, and whispered, "Xiaohuan, you really want to give up Bo Dashen, don't you?"
"No, I'm just a little tired. I don't want to pay any more attention." What's the use of her anxiety, worry, uneasiness? It's no use reading more books and learning more knowledge.
Li Meng, "..."
After school in the afternoon, muhuan and Li Meng are stopped by two black bodyguards on their way back to the dormitory.
"Miss mu, the old man wants to see you."
"The old man?" Muhuan looks up at the past.
The bodyguard in black was shocked, as if she didn't expect to ask.
"Mr. Bo's grandfather."
"Oh." Mu Huan looks at Li Meng and says, "you go back first, I'll go back."
"Well." Li Meng goes back to the dormitory first.
Muhuan is taken to a villa not far from Yunda by a man in black. When she goes in, Mr. Meng is sitting on the sofa watching TV. The news of yesterday's global summit is on TV.
"Come on, sit here and have a good look." Old man Meng, clapped the position beside the clap, let muhuan sit down and watch.
Muhuan said nothing and went to sit down.
After she sat down, a maid came over with tea. When she put the tea cup on the tea table beside muhuan, she accidentally spilled it on muhuan's body for tea. The other party hurriedly picked up the napkin to help muhuan wipe it, but muhuan didn't ask her to wipe it. Instead, she took the napkin and wiped it by herself.
After the maid bowed again and again to apologize and went down.
Mu Huan accompanies Mr. Meng to show new energy at the summit and see him and Ling Wei attend the banquet.
Finally, the picture is fixed on the beautiful picture of Ling Wei holding Bo Junyan's arm and the two laughing.
Muhuan picks a eyebrow and knows that the old man won't miss such a good chance.
When she heard that all the major media in China were reporting that Bo Junyan and Ling Wei were going to get married, she knew that there was an old man's pen behind them. Now, he still stops the picture here, for fear that she didn't know, he manipulated the media?
"How do you feel when you see the last picture from the beginning?"
"I don't think grandpa you have any new ideas. From the beginning, you used photos like this to attack me. You used them again in the middle. Now you still use them. You used them two times and three times at a time. You always used these pictures to grab the angle. It's very boring. I don't feel it anymore." Muhuan's feeling after watching these is just like this.
Lord Meng, "...!!"
"When you see such news, shouldn't you feel inferior and unworthy of Junyan?"
Muhuan droops her eyes, and her long eyelashes cover her mind. "There's no such feeling at all. I'm so young and beautiful, he's so old, and I think I'm losing."
"Superficial! Youth looks are temporary! Talent is the eternal! Look at you and Ling Wei. You have a little comparison with her! "
"I think I can match that."
"Who gives you such confidence?"
"By nature."
Meng Laozi was angry with her and laughed, "you are the first time I've seen you since I lived so many years!"
Muhuan doesn't speak. If she hates others, she will hate them and let you know. But he is an elder. Even if he doesn't treat her as a relative, he is her husband's relative.
Mencius thought that it was impossible for her to feel inferior consciously, so he said, "now you know the importance of this project, don't you think you should do something?"