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After Zhang Wensi's advice yesterday, Wen Zhizhi finally bought all the gifts for the Meng parents. Meng Qingyang said with a smile. Compared to him, he really couldn't take his own son's share.

Imperceptibly, it also comforted Wen Zhizhi's nervous heart.

You know, early this morning, Wen Zhizhi began to change clothes, dressing up, back and forth several sets. And it was also the result of her questioning Zhang Wen Si before she went to bed last night.

Meng Qingyang couldn't help but hug and kiss such a lively and lively Wenzhi. Unfortunately, the woman with the makeup and lipstick rejected him mercilessly.

Because Mama Meng wanted to see her "granddaughter". Therefore, Zi Yu was also beautifully dressed and followed her mother to the Meng family's old mansion.

The old residence of the Meng Clan had received instructions from its mistress the day before yesterday. The entire residence had been cleaned and decorated.

The manicured branches of the trees in the garden, the fresh flower arrangement in the villa, the spotless glass, all these details were taken into account.

Mama Meng had even taken good care of her skin. She wanted to hug her cute "granddaughter" today. Even her jewelry was made of pearls and other round objects. She was afraid of hurting her granddaughter.

Father Meng was puzzled by his wife's sincere appearance. Holding the newspaper in his hand, he took off the far-sighted glasses on his nose and looked at his wife who had been tormenting herself in the makeup mirror for a long time.

"It was just a little girl. Her mother was still a wild woman who had hooked up with her son before even going through the door. Why do you care! This is outrageous! "

"Old Meng, you can just tell me. When your future daughter-in-law comes to visit, don't tell her that it will be hard for you to listen to her and ruin the fun. " Mama Meng had always disliked her father's thought of being more patriarchal. She felt that if she hadn't given birth to a son for her father, she might have been able to live the rest of her life.

"What would-be daughter-in-law!" I can't admit it! It's just a small clan. I also don't understand how you could loosen up? " Father Meng felt that it was inconceivable that his wife would give up her pedigree and invite that wild woman to his house.

"Then what can I do!? I said it earlier, our son likes it. As a mother, what's the point of being an evil mother-in-law! The more he tried to stop her, the more he paid attention to her, and the more careful he was that his son didn't recognize his parents. Furthermore, when the time is long, they will naturally know why the Old Ancestor wants to talk about family matters. "

Mama Meng felt wronged that she was stuck between her husband and her son. Ignoring her husband, she looked into the mirror and chose the earring she wanted to wear today.

"Dong, dong, dong."

There was a knock on the door.

"What is it?" Father Meng replied in a bad tone.

"Master, Madam, the young master said that he will be bringing customers over soon." The humble voice of a housekeeper who had worked in the Meng Clan for many years could be heard from outside the door. If the Patriarch of the Meng Clan didn't say anything, the old housekeeper wouldn't easily admit that he was the Young Mistress.

This response naturally pleased Father Meng. His stern face softened a little.

If he was even warmer, his facial features could be seen to be very similar to Meng Qingyang's.

"Got it." Master and I will go down shortly. " Mommy Meng casually replied to the butler.

She had already chosen her accessories. She got up and walked to the cloakroom, intending to take another look at her appearance today.

The person in the mirror had exquisite curves and a beautiful figure. It was impossible to tell that he was over fifty years old. She looked like a rich wife in her early thirties.

A lady that was raised by the Wealthy Class was naturally different from an ordinary person.

Feeling comfortable and without any trace of impoliteness, Mama Meng turned around and walked out of the cloakroom. She opened the door of the suite and prepared to go downstairs.

"Old Meng, don't forget the time, come down later." Before leaving, she didn't forget to remind him. However, she knew that this reminder might not be of any use.

Mama Meng was sitting gracefully on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. Meng Qingyang and the others slowly drove into the area of the house.

"Madam, the Young Master has entered the door." The housekeeper came to inform Mommy.

"Alright, go urge the old master." Mommy Meng felt that no matter what, she shouldn't put down the "rude" reason in front of her son's target.

"Based on my attitude, I'll have to give you a double take if the marriage doesn't work." "Mother Meng could not help but be anxious." It seems that the gift of change has been prepared rather early. "

When Meng Qingyang came in with Wen Zizhi and Wen Ziyu in his arms, his father was standing on the stairs, ready to step on the last few steps.

Father Meng's sharp eyes stared at Wen Zhizhi and the baby in Meng Qingyang's arms. Wen Zhizhi was scared to the point that her hands were sweating from his serious eyes.

Meng Qingyang wiped the sweat off Wen Zhizhi's palms before getting off the car. Now, he could feel the new sweat on Wen Zhizhi's palms. He quietly squeezed the warm, tender hand.

"Dad, Mom. I've come to see you guys with Zhizhi and Ziyu. "

"Sesame, this is my mother, this is my father." Meng Qingyang let go of Wen Zhizhi's hand and pointed in the direction of her father and mother.

On the other side of the sofa, she noticed, was a woman who looked young and sitting up straight. She smiled in response to his gaze.

Wen Zhizhi forced out a relaxed smile and called out to the woman on the sofa, "Hello, Auntie." In fact, she called him auntie without any confidence. Why didn't Meng Qingyang mention that his mother was so young? She looks just like a big sister!

Without thinking too much about it, Wen Zhizhi called out to her father, who was holding onto the stairs, "Hello uncle." Father Meng did not seem to hear him, and there was not even the slightest change in his expression.

After a brief introduction, Meng Qingyang pulled Wen Zhizhi to the sofa. At this time, father Meng also moved. He walked down the stairs majestically and sat next to mother Meng.

"Dad, Mom, this is Wen Zhizhi. "She is the fiancée that I had previously mentioned." Meng Qingyang faced his parents, who were sitting upright, and seriously mentioned Wen Zhizhi's identity.

Mama Meng was indeed a woman who had indulged in social circles since she was young. She immediately reacted to the situation. Her attitude was both decent and amiable.

"You are Zhizhi! Sit down, sit down. After hearing Qing Yang talk about you, and seeing that you guys have come back, Auntie couldn't wait to meet you. "Zhizhi, don't mind Auntie's recklessness."

Meng Qingyang casually brought Wen Zhizhi to the sofa and sat down.

Wen Zhizhi gracefully sat down and politely replied to Mommy Meng, "No, no. Auntie, don't say that. I should have come to visit long ago. "

As she said that, she placed the gift she brought back onto the tea table, "Auntie, uncle, this is the first time I've come, I don't know what to buy. I asked Qing Yang and bought some small gifts, hoping that Auntie and Uncle would like them. "

"Sigh, this child is too polite. Ping Bo, keep your things well. " Uncle Ping was the housekeeper that had worked in the Meng Clan for many years. At his hostess's command, he stepped quietly out of the way and put away the gift that she had brought.

"Dad, mom, this is Zi Yu." Me and Zhizhi's kid. " Meng Qingyang suddenly remembered that he hadn't introduced his parents to the baby in his arms.