Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 511 President Li

"Haven't you noticed? She's been getting pretty close to Mr. Li recently." There was a hint of obscurity in Cheng Yi's eyes.

"What's the big deal? Her boyfriend is so powerful, what's wrong with him introducing her to some rich people?" Wu Juan retorted.

"But she is too close to Mr. Li, didn't you notice?" Cheng Yi asked back.

When they were having fun in the box before, Mr. Li drank a few glasses of wine, and in full view of everyone, his hand was around Jiang Keke's waist, and everyone in the box saw it, including Wu Juan.

"I" Wu Juan originally wanted to say something. Thinking back to what happened that day, Jiang Keke and Mr. Li were indeed quite close, and they both left the box at the same time. They didn't come back until almost an hour later.

If she remembered correctly, Mr. Li was about forty years old!
Wu Juan gradually lost her confidence, "Maybe we are too suspicious." During this time with Jiang Keke, Wu Juan witnessed some privileges that only upper-class people have enjoyed for a long time, especially in high-end places. After entering, Wu Juan felt like she had opened the door to a new world.

For children from ordinary families like them, just a few experiences would be enough to blind their eyes.

This was the case with Wu Juan. Although she had some opinions about Jiang Keke in her heart, when she thought about the luxurious life she had been leading during this period, she automatically blocked out her shortcomings.

"Don't fool yourself." Cheng Yi looked at his friend's conflicted expression and directly exposed his little thoughts.

"Okay, so what if Keke is a gold digger? Haven't we had a lot of fun together during this time?"

Cheng Yi lowered her head. What Wu Juan said was right. Ever since they started hanging out with Jiang Keke, they had indeed enjoyed a lot of conveniences because Jiang Keke was generous and was always lavish every time they went out to have fun.

Seeing her friend looking thoughtful, Wu Juan struck while the iron was hot, "Then I'll send a message to Coco now, saying that we're free tonight?"

Cheng Yi looked at Wu Juan's eager expression and couldn't bear to refuse, "Okay."

Cheng Yi was struggling in her heart. She couldn't stand Jiang Keke giving herself to an older man for money, but she was also attracted by Jiang Keke's generosity.

While the two were chatting quietly, An Yin behind them had already stood up. Holding an unfinished cup of milk tea in her hand and with a gentle smile on her face, she walked towards the stairs step by step.

Thinking back on the conversation just now, An Yin was still extremely excited, and even his steps became lighter.

He said that I can contact him when I’m bored in the future!

He also said that I could call him "uncle" from now on.

Thinking of this, the smile on An Yin's face became brighter and brighter. She, who usually didn't like shopping, suddenly became interested.

the other side.

In the courtyard of Anzhai.

Meng Heming placed his cell phone on the stone table. The cup of tea in front of him was almost empty, and a rare look of joy appeared on his face.

When Uncle Ma arrived at the courtyard, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the man's face with a smile that was still full of satisfaction. When he came to his senses, Uncle Ma hurried forward and asked, "Sir, what are you so happy about?"

Meng Heming shook his head helplessly, "I received a strange call and met a little girl."

Uncle Ma was puzzled.

Seeing Uncle Ma's confused expression, Meng Heming waved his hands and changed the subject, "Have you made any progress on the matter I asked you to investigate?"

When Uncle Ma looked up again, he saw that the other party had a sullen expression. Mr. Meng's expression changed so quickly that Uncle Ma was stunned for a second and said awkwardly, "The other party has not given in."

They had already found out the identity of the person who had called, but the other party had not given in, and their people had no way to deal with him. "Didn't I ask you to find a time to ask her out?" Meng Heming exuded a dignified aura.

"The other party refused." Uncle Ma lowered his head, feeling really guilty.

Normally, when his subordinates were doing things, even if things didn't go smoothly at the beginning, once they used some tricks, they would definitely fight back. But this time was different. Mr. Meng had given a strict order from the beginning that they couldn't hurt or disturb the other party, so his subordinates could only greet the other party politely and then seek help from others. Even if the other party refused them, they didn't dare to do anything in their hearts and could only beg again and again.
The result is that I always fail miserably.

His mouth is like an iron wall. No matter what you ask, he knows nothing and doesn't know anything!

"You have the other party's home address, right?" the man said in a tired voice.

Uncle Ma, "Yes."

"When will she get off work? I'll be waiting downstairs at her house." He was wearing a black Chinese gown, his eyes were as unfathomable as a deep pool, and at this moment, a hint of sinisterness flashed across them.

"Let me arrange it." Uncle Ma replied with a bow.

"Ah."

Uncle Ma was about to leave when an aunt came over from the corridor and said, "Mr. Meng, Miss Shen is here. She's in the front hall now."

After hearing what his aunt said, Meng Heming's solemn expression gradually relaxed, "I understand."

After saying that, he stood up.

Uncle Ma did not follow, as he had to go and do what the master had just told him to do.

Anzhai has a quiet environment. Although it is located in a busy city and surrounded by shops, you can occasionally hear the shouts of old people selling their wares, but it does not in the least conceal the comfort and beauty of being outside the hospital.

In the antique living room, a hint of worry appeared on Shen Jingrou's slightly thin face. At this moment, she was sitting on a chair on both sides, with a cup of steaming tea next to her.

When Meng Heming walked into the living room, he saw the little girl was in deep thought and didn't even notice him coming in.

"Jingrou!"

The man had slightly thin lips under his straight nose, and when he raised his head, there was a cold and dim light in his eyes.

The moment Shen Jingrou heard the voice, her whole body tensed up. When she looked up, she was met with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle. She quickly stood up and respectfully called, "Uncle Meng!"

"We are all family, please sit down." Meng Heming came to the leading position.

Shen Jingrou sat down obediently.

"You've lost weight." Meng Heming has always been good at understanding people's minds. Seeing that the little girl has been taciturn since she entered the door, which is very different from usual, he knew in his heart that she was worried about something.

Perhaps this is also the reason for his visit. Meng Heming lowered his eyes calmly.

"I'm trying to lose weight recently." Shen Jingrou said insincerely after hearing what the other party said.

She had a pair of eyebrows like distant mountains, which were slightly furrowed at this moment, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness between her brows.

"How have you gained weight? This is just nonsense." Meng Heming looked at the little girl's thin body and his tone was a little cold.

He and Shen's father have been friends for many years, and he is also very loving towards Shen Jingrou. However, he has focused on finding the beauty in recent years and inevitably neglected the people around him. Despite this, Shen Jingrou can be regarded as a close person to him.