"Or do you think that my clothes are cheap and it doesn't matter if you destroy them, but your clothes are expensive, so I can't get equal dignity if I apologize on the same terms?"

Dignity is never given by others. Only when you look up to yourself can you be so righteous.

What about clothes for one yuan and ten thousand yuan for clothes? They all have to be reasonable.

This antique business is no more than the gambling stone business which makes a fortune on the way out. Most of the people who like to collect antiques are literate, knowledgeable, and attach great importance to reputation and education. They still have a certain ability to distinguish between right and wrong.

Just now, they were shocked by the price of Tian silk, and they were experts in recognizing goods. They could not help but feel distressed. Their empathy stood by Fu tong'er. But now, after being incised by song Ye's three or two sentences, they realized that they were reasonable. At the same time, they also felt that the Meng family had done a bad job.

With money, exports are stinky.

"Tong'er, how can you be so impolite in front of others and apologize to others quickly." At this time, Mr. Meng came late and finally stood up and said a fair word.

Mencius Heng looked up at the old man and stood behind song Ye without expression.

He saw each other just now, but only now did he open his mouth. Obviously, he intended to help Fu tong'er.

In the past, he thought that the old man was just and selfless. Now, after carefully tasting it, he found that there were many loopholes.

"Yes, grandfather, it's tong'er who is narrow-minded. Please don't blame Mr. Song. After I wash the clothes, I'll deliver them to your house in person." Fu tong'er stands in front of the people in a dignified manner, and deftly bows down to apologize to song Ye. He takes a retreat as an advance and wins the favor of the people.

Song ye also did not continue to say, a light look at her, eyes dark unknown.

At the age of 16, she was so flexible that no wonder Mencius could not fight against her.

All of them also gave Mr. Meng face and praised Fu tong'er that he was a plastic talent.

After thanking everyone's praise, Mr. Meng's eyes turned coldly to song Ye's body. When he saw her excessively delicate and beautiful face, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Zi Heng, is this your roommate?"

For song Ye's identity, I believe that Meng's family has already investigated clearly, and Meng Ziheng has not concealed, "yes, grandfather, song Ye is my good friend."

He nodded on his good friend, and the old man's eyebrows were gathered again. He said in a certain way: "it's good for young people to make more friends, but we still need more good teachers and friends. Tong'er has made great progress in calligraphy recently. I'll arrange for her to write a pair of characters later. You can come and appreciate it. " With that, the old man didn't even say hello. He turned his head and left.

Mencius Heng is the first time to see the old man look down on a person so straightforwardly. He can't help but look ugly. He turns to song ye and says, "I'm sorry, you shouldn't wade in this muddy water." Originally, I wanted to let song Ye relax, but I didn't want to encounter such unpleasant things.

Song ye also didn't care, shook his head, don't have deep meaning way: "sooner or later will be mixed." The matter of the Bai family has not been solved for a day, even if she is not clear about the relationship with the Meng family. Now he has promised Mencius Heng to take power, so song ye can't stay away from it.

While several people were talking, desks and four treasures of the study had been set up in the middle of the banquet hall. The granddaughter-in-law of the Meng family had no illustrious background. Now she was on the stage, naturally, she wanted to show her hand to impress people.

Mencius Heng also knew that the reason why the old man let himself appreciate comments in the past was to create a kind of appearance of harmony and love for outsiders.

It's hypocrisy.

Meng Ziheng felt that after he made friends with song ye, he was also infected with the rebelliousness of the other party, and gradually became impatient and unacceptable to many things that he had been patient with before.

"Apart from Fu tong'er's scheming, she will be a good housewife. Don't you think about it?" Song ye can see Fu tonger's love and persistence to Mencius Heng, so he has this question. Having a plan is not a bad thing.

But Meng Ziheng's response is resolute without hesitation, "I don't like her."

In the past and now, I don't like the premise.

This makes song ye a little surprised. He looks at the past slightly, and a little surprised in his eyes.

Perhaps her eyes are too bright, causing Mencius Heng to think of what he said, red through the ears, "cough, how?"

Song Ye takes back his sight, ponders for a while, and then says: "if you want to know if you don't like it, you have to like it first."

If there is no comparison, there is no distinction. Song Ye didn't understand this feeling because he didn't have a comparison. He was surprised that Mencius was a modest gentleman who had a strong heart.

It can be said that the listener has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Song Ye used to feel that his youth was early mature and stupid, but he didn't want to say a word, but it was like a bolt from the blue in Meng Ziheng's ear, which made his body stiff and his heart lose its rhythm.Bang Bang He looked at the figure walking away in front of him, and kept circling the words of the other party in his mind.

To know if you don't like it, you have to like it first.

Can he say with certainty that he doesn't like Fu tong'er because he has someone he likes?

Like He suddenly remembered that night in his bedroom, they held a brush together to draw a picture of painting. At that time, the youth still had the fragrance of bathing, and his eyes were like the beautiful lake and mountain after rain.

At this time, I heard that Meng Jiasun's daughter-in-law was going to perform calligraphy, and everyone came to see the fun.

After a farce just now, Fu tong'er changed into a green cheongsam with the same natural silk material. It's amazing and also understands the extraordinary status of this child's daughter-in-law in the Meng family.

"Today I'll let my little girl make a fool of myself in front of your uncles." Fu tong'er stood full of confidence and was not afraid at all. His eyes fell on Meng Ziheng, full of infinite warmth. "Brother Ziheng, please help me to have a look."

Meng Ziheng was a little annoyed by the teasing eyes of the crowd. Subconsciously, he wanted to see song Ye's reaction. However, seeing the latter's face as usual and still quite interested, his heart was empty again. It was not clear whether it was disappointment or anything else.

However, Mencius had already ordered him in advance. If he didn't want to, Meng Ziheng had to stand in front of him. A pair of Golden Boys and girls matched up, and there was a burst of praise.

But before the performance started, there were a few wild and wanton laughter coming from outside the banquet hall, "ha ha, master Meng, you are leaving my white family behind. It's not kind of you."

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