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Mommy Meng, Meng Qingyang, and Wen Zhizhi were happily chatting in the living room. Mommy Meng also had a baby doll in her arms, Wen Ziyu.

They all "forgot" their father.

And after Father Meng let out that cold snort, he didn't say anything else unpleasant.

Meng Qingyang and his mother no longer held any expectations for him.

Wen Ziyu was the only one who wanted to cry when she saw the strange expression in his eyes.

Even though Wen Ziyu was young and could not detect any obvious malicious intent, but her father's unfavorable attitude could still cause a sensitive child to feel fear and trepidation.

The rest of them thought that they would be able to get through this meeting.

Servants were carrying delicacies onto the table one after another. The large carved table in the dining room was already filled with dishes that were both tasty and colourful.

No one would feel awkward about Wen Ziyu or Meng Qingyang.

However, Steward Ping's words annoyed the dark faced father Meng once again.

"Master, wife, young master, Miss Wen, lunch is ready. Young Master, may I ask for Young Miss' lunch? Do you have a fixed type of milk powder? "

And just as a matter of routine,

That "little miss" was also because Mama Meng kept calling her "darling Zi Yu" and "little princess Zi Yu". She had even asked the servants, "Is the room where little miss is taking her lunch break ready?"

That was why he followed him.

After all, it was only one of the ways to survive as a good housekeeper to curry favor with the powerful mistress.

Therefore, when he asked Meng Qingyang that last question, Father Meng finally found a target to bear his anger.

"Uncle Ping, I'm the one in charge of this family."

He spoke quietly.

After a pause, he said, "I haven't let up yet. Since when did our family add fuel to the fire? "

This attack was obviously not directed at Uncle Ping, but towards Wen Zizhi and Wen Ziyu!

When Wen Zhizhi heard his words, she felt somewhat embarrassed and her heart turned cold. Meng Qingyang had clearly said that he was his fiancee when he was introduced. Now, Father Meng's attitude clearly showed that he didn't agree with this marriage. He had come to visit so eagerly, and he even brought his precious daughter with him. Wasn't he purposely giving someone else a chance to talk?!

Meng Qingyang didn't expect that his father, who was always in a difficult position in the business world, would suddenly make a move.

He had been in touch with his parents many times before when Zhizhi and Ziyu came to his house. Although father Meng was stingy, but Meng Qingyang had thought that now that he had brought the girl back, no matter how much you didn't like her, you wouldn't directly humiliate the little girl right in front of her.

Only Mama Meng, as her father's bedmate, knew his temper well, and was both expecting and imagining his performance today.

She also felt that her father definitely wouldn't like Wen Ziyu, but she was not afraid of being left without firewood.

If you are not satisfied with your granddaughter, it is not a big deal to have a second child after your son's wife has arranged the marriage and pulled the marriage certificate.

Father Meng did not understand this logic. It was really beyond his mother's imagination. President Meng was so shrewd in his business, how could he not know about these family matters!

Actually, it wasn't Meng Qingyang's fault or Mama Meng's fault. They didn't understand Father Meng's thoughts.

The succession of the family business, eldest son and eldest grandson can be regarded as legitimate. Once he agreed to Wen Zizhi's request and accepted Wen Ziyu's identity, he wouldn't be considered a "eldest grandson" anymore! This was something that Father Meng would never allow.

There were quite a few disloyal people in the Meng Family. Even the "eldest grandson" couldn't be considered the most beautiful and orthodox. How many people would be able to serve the masses?

The more he did business, the longer he needed to think.

Thus, Father Meng would not let go of his lips so easily.

Meng Qingyang was so angry that he almost fainted because of his father's whims. He couldn't say anything. He couldn't go up or go down.

Mama Meng naturally knew that she was the most suitable person to talk back. No matter how good Meng Qingyang's character was, if he met with his father's stubborn temper, he could still turn into a firecracker!

"Old Meng, it's not appropriate for you to act like this. Today, I specially invited Zhizhi and Ziyu. No matter what, Ziyu is still a clear and bright child. She should be able to bear the responsibility of calling them 'little miss'. " Mama Meng spoke a few words to express her attitude while helping Wen Zizhi and Wen Ziyu to win her son's favor.

One shot three, that was a bad thing.

Then, he quietly winked at Ping Bo, who was trying his best to reduce the feeling of existence.

Uncle Ping knew that no matter what, he had to give the host and guests some face. It didn't matter if he submitted to his master now.

"Master, I shouldn't have said that. Please take your seats with the guests. "

Uncle Ping's attitude could be said to be extremely sincere.

All the steps had been laid out, waiting for Father Meng to descend.

However, he didn't want to do what the others wanted him to do. He still had to let out a sigh of relief.

"Ping Bo, you did not say the wrong thing. "Guest" wasn't wrong. Since he was the guest today, there was no need for him to act like a family banquet. "Take out the bottle of wine I keep."

Seeing him like this, Mama Meng was a little worried that Father Meng would try to persuade Wen Zhizhi to drink. Regardless of whether he could drink it or not, he had specifically ordered him to bring out the wine so that he could say the word "raw" on the table.

She quickly assumed the role of a peacemaker, only thinking of settling the matter peacefully. "Hey, Ping Bo, your master is happy today, so why don't you take out that bottle of wine and let the two of them have fun together?"

Forcefully "guest treatment" into "happy drinking".

No matter what, the few of them were finally able to take their seats.

While Meng Qingyang and Wen Zhizhi were together warning the attendants to stay with them for Wen Ziyu's lunch, Mama Meng quietly grabbed the soft flesh on her father's waist when no one was looking.

As expected of the big shot of the mall, even such a "gentle punishment" didn't make Father Meng's expression change by much.

"Don't mess around anymore today! Be careful, even the son who has inherited the family business has run off with someone else! " Mommy Meng said in a low voice. The sound of her voice was like light panting. However, his father could clearly feel the threat in his tone.

At the end of the meal, Father Meng was much more obedient. He no longer spoke words that were 'shocking' or 'weird'.

However, Meng Qingyang's expression had long turned sour. He still forced himself to take care of Wen Zhizhi. He even gave a bowl of soup to his mother and his fiancee.

At this moment, Wen Zhizhi wished she could bury her face in the soup bowl.

She didn't think that coming here would be asking for a humiliation. Despite her mother and Meng Qingyang taking care of her, her father's offensive power was truly formidable.

If she didn't like him, there was nothing to talk about with her. However, it was hard for her to accept her precious daughter being rejected like that.

After the meal, Meng Qingyang thoughtfully left with Wen Zizhi and Wen Ziyu. However, anyone could see that the three of them were in a sorry state. The Patriarch's attack was too humiliating.