C47 Table Wind

"Uncle, if there's anything you want to say, just say it, this way makes me feel a little scared," Zhang Le said to Kong Menghan's father.

"Young man, there is nothing to be afraid of, Grandma just wants to tell you, how long have you and Kong Menghan been together? Actually, I felt that the two of you weren't suitable, don't you think so? If he had you, he would definitely marry someone who's compatible with her, what do you think? "

"To protect the truth, what you said wasn't wrong, but marriage is something that lasts for a lifetime, I think we should let Kong Menghan make her own decision."

"So you're saying it's right to let him choose you?"

"That's not what I meant."

"I don't care what you mean. I'll just say it directly. How much money do you need to leave him?"

"Uncle, if you say something like that, it will hurt your feelings tomorrow."

"What kind of relationship are you talking about? Is there anything money can't solve in this day and age? "How much do you want? Just give me a count."

"1 million is fine, but if you leave my daughter, I'll transfer 1 million to you right now!"

To be honest, Zhang Le originally had a pretty good impression of his father, but when she heard her father say such words, he felt that his impression of him had changed. He might be able to explain it clearly if he spoke properly, but when it came to money, he felt a little awkward.

Zhang Le said: "You mean that your daughter is worth 1 million,"

"Youngster, it's time to stop. This is too much. You only know what it is like to be at a disadvantage."

"Giving you 1 million is because I think highly of you. Otherwise, I'll find someone to teach you a lesson and you won't even get a dime."

Zhang Le laughed coldly in his heart. It seems like his father wasn't any good either.

To put it crudely, he didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of people, nor did he want to talk to him anymore.

And since we're talking about money, I'll show him what I did,

While speaking, Zhang Le also took out a card from his bag.

"Uncle, how about you give me a price? How much is your daughter worth? Your daughter, I'll buy it. "

Zhang Le stared at Kong Menghan's father and said.

Zhang Le's words left him speechless, he was just swinging the card in his hand, it looked like he was going to go crazy later on.

Actually, Zhang Le did not want to make the atmosphere so awkward. After all, he was Kong Meng Han's father.

However, what Kong Menghan's father said was indeed unlike what a father would say, and he had no other choice, thus, he had no way of taking into account so much.

Now the two of them were on the sofa, not saying a word. It was extremely awkward for the voices in the television to be able to carry such an atmosphere by themselves.

When the atmosphere escalated to the most awkward of televisions, Kong Menghan seemed to have already washed up the kitchen type one, so she came out.

Seeing Zhang Le and his father watching television on the sofa, not saying anything, he thought they were chatting very harmoniously.

"What are you guys talking about? It seems like you guys are pretty chatty."

"That's right, that's right. Uncle is telling me about his business records. I have to study hard. Maybe I can become a small capitalist in the future." Hearing Kong Menghan's words, Zhang Le understood what he meant.

"Are you sure? Are you really teaching Zhang Le how to do business?" Kong Menghan asked his father.

"Yeah, I'll just casually talk about it," Kong Menghan's father replied.

In fact, the two of them almost fought on the sofa just now, but when Kong Menghan came, the two of them were unable to get close to him, which meant that he had something to say and continued.

Kong Menghan's father should not be able to continue sitting down, and her reactions would cause him to be unable to stay any longer.

Kong Shen stood up and said: "You think about the things I have said. I'll come over next week to give you an answer."

Kong Menghan had thought that her father was already able to accept Zhang Le, but she hadn't thought that he would actually want her to consider it again.

"You don't need to say anything. I already have a boyfriend, so you don't need to ask me this question anymore." "I won't consider it, so just give up," Kong Menghan replied.

"You, you, you better calm down. I'll look for you next week, when you agree, even if you don't agree, you have to do it yourself. You can decide for yourself what else to do."

Throwing these words down, Kong Shen turned and left.

Kong Menghan felt extremely awkward. He wasn't afraid of making a fool of herself in front of so many people, she just felt very frustrated and frustrated because her father told him to do something he didn't like, but he couldn't refuse.

"Forget it, forget it. Tell your father about these matters. Maybe he will understand you after drinking it."

Zhang Le comforted Kong Menghan.

"You don't know my father. What he set his mind to do must be done. It's so annoying."

Kong Menghan replied.

"Then what are you going to do? "You can't keep using me as a spear even if you want to, right?" Zhang Le continued to ask.

"What else can we do? We'll just have to take things one step at a time. I don't have any other good ideas."

"I have an idea, I don't know if it'll work."

When Kong Menghan heard that Zhang Le had an idea, she immediately asked: "What idea? Tell me quickly."

"My idea is that your father wants you to marry? You might as well find someone to marry and get a certificate. After receiving the certificate, your father can't possibly ask you to divorce him and marry him again. "

"What kind of nonsense is this? It's so rotten that it can't get any worse."

Kong Menghan scolded.

"Then what's the situation with you asking me to be your boyfriend? Was he going to be a boyfriend for one night? "Also, before you came here, you didn't say that your father would come here, and even used me as a gun. This account should be properly settled by you."

Zhang Le thought that since it was so cheap, he could still act good. He had clearly used himself as a gun, and now he was even blaming himself for it.

"Alright, alright, I've let you down this time. I shouldn't have clearly explained it to you beforehand. How about this, I'll treat treating you as an apology next time I treat you to a meal."

Kong Menghan smiled and said to Zhang Le, because he was in the wrong this time. There was no time for him to say such words to Zhang Le, causing the people around to be at a loss as to what to do.

"You're even treating me to a meal? Don't tell me you want your father to pull me over to fend off the gun next week when he comes looking for you?"

"But there's nothing wrong with that. How about I come next week and stay at your place for a week?"

"Speak properly, can you not act rascally? You will be disgraced immediately and your words will be spoken in one day," Kong Menghan said angrily.

[He is seriously talking to you, yet you are joking now. It really has nothing to do with you, and you can't pick it up.]

"Don't tell me you called me over to your house next week to eat and bring you some food to use as a gun? To be honest, it's fine if I don't eat this kind of food. I wasn't even full when I spoke to your dad just now."

Think about it, who can eat in peace under these circumstances?

It's fine if Zhang Le didn't even tell him about his father giving him the money, but in fact, he's afraid that Kong Menghan would be sad if he told him about it. Actually, it's also how sad you must be if your father had the money to break up with your boyfriend.

Although his father might be doing this for his own good, I feel that the possibility of it being true is extremely small, because I heard from Kong Menghan that her father told her to marry a young master. It was actually for his father's own business.

In fact, living in this kind of family, in fact, it was quite unfortunate that even his own marriage was a bargaining chip.

People could only rely on themselves. Once they had money, power, and power, they could decide for themselves. Otherwise, they would forever be at the mercy of others.

"You really haven't eaten your fill just now. I saw that you all ate there for a long time, how could you not have eaten your fill? Are you trying to trick me?"

"Why would I lie to you? Think about what your dad said. I was worried about you all day, how can I eat in peace." "Do you think I'm the kind of heartless person?"

"Hehe, aren't you the kind of heartless person? I can't believe it. Alright, alright, today is my fault. Since you said that you haven't eaten your fill, how about I cook something for you? "

"Alright, I also want to see how good your cooking skills are."

The two of them then happily ran to the kitchen, as if they had tossed all their worries to the back of their minds.

Yes, food can always bring us comfort mail, making us forget our worries when we are troubled,

That's why when people were unhappy, they would crazily think about what to eat and they would get fat. That's why it was easy for people to get fat when they were unhappy.

Then came the sounds of banging and banging from the kitchen.

"Aiya, I ate your food today and felt that your cooking skills were quite good. I didn't expect that when I came in and took a look, I would discover that your hands were so stupid."

I did ask you to cook a few dishes before, but it was hard for you. No wonder you took so long. "

Kong Menghan heard Zhang Le laughing at his cooking skills, and was not convinced. He immediately taunted: "If you can't do it, then don't say anything."

Honestly, if this was said by someone a long time ago, Zhang Le would have been embarrassed to retort, but now it was different. His culinary skills could be said to be top-notch.

Just by showing some of your skills, you are much better than Kong Menghan.

"When a spoon is ready to be beaten up like this, it won't shake the gravy all over the place like this. The soup will also taste better."

Zhang Le taught Kong Menghan how to stir the wok with a spoon.

This action was very ambiguous.

Zhang Le stood behind Kong Menghan and stuck to his body, holding onto his hand, he stirred the ladle time and time again.

"I never thought that you would really have some skills. You really can't judge a book by its cover," Kong Menghan said to Zhang Le.

"What are you talking about? Can't you tell from my appearance that I'm an expert in cooking? To be honest, this little trick of yours is really a small fry in front of me."

After Kong Menghan finished this sentence, Zhang Le continued to mock him and said.

"Seriously, it's enough if you only say a few words. Why does it feel like you're directly standing on top of my face?"

Zhang Le who was behind Kong Menghan held Kong Menghan's hand and did not say a word, and only helped him to stir the ladle.

For a moment, it was like living at home,

"Why don't we just make do with it? It's quite suitable, don't you think?" Zhang Le said to Kong Menghan while grinning.

"Stop messing around, hurry up and cook it, hurry up and eat it while it's hot," Kong Menghan immediately changed the topic when she heard Zhang Le's words. Otherwise, it would be very awkward to continue the conversation.

Hearing that Kong Menghan had changed the topic, she only laughed indifferently.

After twenty or thirty minutes. The two of them had been in this position all this time, stirring and stirring the spoon.