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Meng's father is a middle-aged man at home, although he often scares Wen Zhizhi and Wen Ziyu in momentum. But if he does not deliberately target people, in the eyes of ordinary people, or a very friendly uncle.

But now he walked into the box, dressed in a solemn black suit, with silver rimmed glasses and a navy blue tie. Aggressive momentum, in step by step to come, step by step pressing.

Most business people choose to wear glasses in order to cover up their aura. Father Meng is no exception. His appearance is similar to Meng Qingyang - a handsome gentleman. Naturally, there is a lack of aggressiveness. So, he's a great piece of glasses.

"It's a long way to go. I'm going to search up and down. It's a long way to go. I'll try my best! I won't blame you. Without your care and support, Qingyang and I would not have progressed so smoothly. "

"Auntie, I have nothing to say as a junior. My uncle doesn't like me, so I can only try to show my side and let my uncle know what I'm like

Meng's mother explained a lot, and in her repeated and anxious explanations, wenzhizhi understood Meng's guilt and what she wanted to express.

I can only hope for the thoughtfulness of wenzhizhi.

But what can be done? The old friend's daughter has already called, and Zhizhi has been invited to come. It's time for the family party.

This time, she invited wenzhizhi and Meng Qingyang with such enthusiasm, but her husband let her be a stranger inside and outside. In fact, she was also uncomfortable.

On the one hand, Meng's mother felt guilty about wenzhizhi; on the other hand, she hoped that wenzhizhi would not blame herself or her son, but she did not say much about her husband.

"I didn't expect that your uncle was not considerate and called her over. This time Your uncle is a real jerk. It's also strange that Auntie didn't expect your uncle to do such a move earlier. Zhizhi, I just hope you don't blame Qingyang. He doesn't know anything, either

"Who knows, as soon as we got out of the car and entered the hall, the girl came over to say hello to us. I thought it was a coincidence to meet her here. After all, she is the daughter of an old friend of mine and your uncle

Yang doesn't introduce you to the Meng family. It's disrespectful of you. "

"I was just in the car, implying that you were going to call people and meet the elders at home. Just thinking about the traffic jam, now that you are here, mother Meng explains, "Zhizhi, you must not have a gap between her and her aunt."

"Well, that's her."

Meng's mother raised her low eyebrows and eyes, followed wenzhizhi's eyes, and saw the daughter of that old friend's family. She was chatting and laughing among a group of young people. She looked very cheerful.

Let me guess, auntie, is that girl Wenzhizhi raised her head, nodded slightly, and turned her eyes to the girl who followed her mother.

"Zhizhi, aunt never wants to embarrass you. Your uncle can't turn his head for a moment. He is too arbitrary and feudal. We really feel sorry for you today

Mother Meng finally spoke.

Silence is better than sound. Actions are more moving than words.

Complex mood.

Wenzhizhi patted Meng's mother on the shoulder, gently patted her on the back along her smooth and smooth silk fabric, soothing her anxiety and

"Auntie, don't be excited. No matter what happens, you tell me straight. Qingyang and I won't blame you. "

Wenzhizhi knew that it was not a good thing to let Meng's mother be on the edge of losing control of her emotions. She quickly pulled her mother dream to the corner of the box where she put a large bonsai.

Meng's mother's attitude is really a little strange. She has not said what it is, but repeatedly stressed that she hoped wenzhizhi and Meng Qingyang would not blame her.

"Zhizhi, you really don't blame auntie. My aunt didn't know it would happen today. "

However, with Meng's mother's shy attitude at the moment, Wen Zhizhi speculates that this woman may have something to do with Meng's father and mother.

Now I'm in a league with the group at the door. It can be seen that the girl either made a lot of friends and knew one or two of them; or she was warm and cheerful and could quickly integrate into it.

The woman who followed Meng's father and mother in the door did not follow them after a few words with her father.

Wenzhizhi has already vaguely guessed what Meng's mother wants to express. "Auntie, don't be embarrassed. If you have anything to say, just talk to me. If it's not convenient here, we'll make an appointment to talk about it another day. "

"Zhizhi, aunt Auntie. "

Therefore, wenzhizhi is also very good to Meng's mother. Meet Meng's mother's smile, gentle face, hidden Chuo Chuo a bit difficult to hide. The greeting seemed to be forced out.

Zhizhi's soft hands, sentimental toward her father.

"Zhizhi, my father just beckoned me to go. Be careful and follow my mother. They don't dare to embarrass you Meng Qingyang bowed his head, quickly and quietly, and gave wenzhizhi two instructions. He pinched the palm of his handMeng Qingyang's warm eyebrows and eyes swept his father's gently waving hand, and then he gave a smile to his mother who was walking towards him and wenzhizhi.

Meng's father waved to Meng Qingyang and called him seriously.

"Zhizhi, you are coming." While Meng's father and the elders of the Meng family, Meng's mother did not chat with the other wives of the Meng family, but went straight to wenzhizhi and Meng Qingyang.

The dignified and virtuous mother Meng and the imposing father Meng are just a couple made by nature.

In addition, she has a beautiful face which is not in line with her age. What a beautiful woman she is!

A thin pearl necklace was worn between the necks. Small pearls, round and round. In the light of the light, emitting a white luster. A cursory look at the past shows that this pearl necklace is a special one.

A blue improved cheongsam, interspersed with lifelike white flowers, extremely ingeniously set off her good figure.

Mother Meng's dress today is also very beautiful.

Of course, Meng's father's dressing today is inseparable from her mother's skillful hands and bright eyes.

As she said this, she moved her hand away from her mother's back and turned to her wrist.

Wenzhizhi looked at Meng's mother with sincere eyes, "Auntie, you support me and Qingyang, we are very happy. Don't worry about the rest. We have a sense of propriety

Wenzhizhi's thoughtfulness has once again impressed Meng's mother.