Chapter 419

The reason why Meng Ziheng is willing to come forward to clarify the rumor is that he has received photos of himself and song Ye going in and out together. He could bear the pressure on him, but he didn't want his friends to be implicated with him. So when the Mencius asked for clarification at the dinner party, he should have done something.

Don't think that the Meng family's old man was drunk, and he was caught off guard when he arrived on the stage.

"Grandfather." Mencius Heng, with a gloomy face, strides forward, and his figure enters the spotlight.

"Ziheng, my grandfather is old. The Meng family is the heritage of generations, and it will be borne by you in the future. Tong'er is the most right child who grew up in my Meng family. He can help you to strengthen the foundation of the Meng family in the future. My grandfather sincerely wishes you all. " Mr. Meng's sincerity on the stage was almost as good as tears. However, the applause from the audience was thunderous, and some of the truth and some of the hypocrisy were unknown.

Song Ye was standing under the stage with a cup of wine in his eyes. He was as sarcastic as others.

When it comes to ostentatious effort, Jiang is still old and spicy. How can Meng Ziheng be the opponent of Mr. Meng? If he buckles down one cap after another with his ancestral property and the wishes of the old man, Meng Ziheng can't act on the spot if he doesn't want to oppose it.

"Tong'er, you come up." Then, in the case of Mencius constant silence, Mencius eyes to the right, a soft voice called.

After seeing the background plate of the high platform, Fu tong'er, wearing a graceful and graceful water blue embroidered cheongsam, goes to the high platform in a bun, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and finally stands beside Mr. Meng. He is neither demon nor enchanting, just like a pure lotus blossom in the water.

"Tut, don't say, Fu tong'er is the best looking and most temperament lady I've ever seen. It's like she's made for Zi Heng. It's not a good idea for master Meng to pull her to the stage at this time." At this time, it was le Mingyu who saw the good methods of the Meng family.

Only those who were close to Mencius offered their grief and sympathy.

Men and women, perfect match.

This is an outsider's judgment standard, but no one has ever paid attention to Mencius Hengxi's dislike.

At least from Meng Ziheng's tight face, we can't see any joy for the time being, but even so, the engagement banquet introduced in advance still made the guests and hosts enjoy themselves.

Mencius Heng stood on the stage, listening to the thunderous applause. His eyes fell on the man Meng, who was only a step away. Looking at his smiling and satisfied appearance, and Fu tong'er's long premeditated silk embroidered cheongsam, his heart became cold and empty, as if he had fallen into nine cold days, ice and snow.

He was brought up by his grandfather. When he was just able to sit down, he began to hold a brush. When other children were playing outside, he would sit in his study and give his family instructions once a day. He told him that Meng Ziheng was the hope of the whole Meng family and existed for the Meng family.

His hard work became an instinct in the long time afterwards. Even he felt that it was his responsibility to protect the Meng family. If it wasn't for the marriage, he still didn't realize that his life would have been shackled. And this engagement banquet without warning gave him a slap in the face.

The cruel facts tell him that he is not the hope of the Meng family, but a slave of the Meng family, bearing the dust that is destined to be sacrificed under this heavy foundation.

Later, he did not remember how to walk down the high platform. When he reacted, he was curled up and sat in the corner of the corridor. A hand fell from his head and gently pressed his head. A cold voice came over, "friends, they are looking for you."

Everybody is worried about you.

Meng Ziheng regained consciousness from the stiffness, and then looked up at the young man in white clothes and white trousers. She seemed not used to making this kind of soothing action. Her posture also had several twists. She just patted his head, then put her hand back into his pocket and stood quietly beside him.

Without extra care and comfort, Meng Ziheng also knew that song Ye was not good at this way. But at this moment, compared with Gu Yitong, who was talking with tuberculosis, song Ye's silent company made him feel more at ease, and retained a bit of sad dignity.

After wiping his face, he stood up again with the help of the wall. He moved his numb legs and feet. His face was calm again. "Let's go." No matter when and where, he Mencius Heng can not let outsiders see jokes.

The 16-year-old boy, on his small shoulder, has actually undertaken a lot.

He was not as unrestrained and fearless as song Ye was, and before Song ye could not understand his yoke and heaviness.

Only this time saw, then the right to return him for his own and Les Yu matchmaking friendship.

"If you want to leave the Meng family, I can help you." Song Ye stood in the same place and did not move. The cold voice was especially clear in the silent corridor.

Mencius, who was in front of him, was a little surprised. He also remembered the inexplicable words of song ye who lived in the wild that day.

"Do you really have that ability?" In the past, he might have been dismissive of such remarks, but during this period of time, he still knew a little about song Ye's temperament.She will never do anything that is uncertain.

Song Ye is a man who does what he says.

"At least in this stone city, I can be the master." Song Ye faintly told the truth, in fact, looking at the whole Luo Province, she can be regarded as covering the sky.

However, such a modest speech made Mencius steadfastly surprised and hesitated for a while, and then he asked, "what if I want to take down the Meng family?"

Song Ye pick eyebrows, hands in trouser pockets, a group of calm, "not difficult."

This answer is arrogant, even arrogant, but for no reason, Meng Ziheng believed her.

He always felt that song Ye was not as simple as it seemed. Even Wang Qianqian's identity often showed a look of fear to song Ye. He was not a fool, and how could he not detect the difference.

Thinking of the ups and downs of this period of time and the deeds of his revered grandfather for many years, Mencius Heng suddenly looked awe inspiring, clenched his fist and said, "I want to take down the Meng family, no matter what price I pay."

Song Ye was quite appreciative of his non evasive attitude. He stepped forward, stood on his side, and said, "dormant, sometimes for better counterattack."

If you just twist your neck and don't bow your head, you will only tighten the rope around your neck, and smart people will know how to follow the trend.

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