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

Chapter 512 Do you know her?
"I'll pay attention." Shen Jingrou raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a faint smile spread from her lips.

Shen Jingrou has a beautiful face, and her eyes are gentle and elegant.

At this time, the aunt came in with a cup of tea, put it down next to Meng Heming's hand and left quietly.

In the living room filled with the scent of sandalwood, Meng Heming picked up the teacup and took a sip. When he put the teacup down, Shen Jingrou whispered, "Dad asked me to bring some tea leaves." She handed it to her aunt when she entered the door.

"He's thoughtful." Meng Heming nodded.

The tea given by Mr. Shen must be very expensive.

"Uncle Meng, Uncle Meng..." Shen Jingrou raised her head at this time, her eyes were a little dazed, and even when she spoke, she was hesitant.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Meng Heming's dark pupils swept across her.

Seeing that the other party looked calm, Shen Jingrou seemed to be certain that she was worried. She looked around guiltily and said softly, "I want to stay here for a while."

Meng Heming looked at her. He did not expect that the little girl would propose to live here.

Seeing that the other party did not answer and his face looked lonely and gloomy, Shen Jingrou said awkwardly, "If it's troublesome, Uncle Meng, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"In your eyes, am I so inhuman?" Meng Heming spoke slowly.

"No." Shen Jingrou shook her head to deny it, and then flattered, "Uncle Meng is the best, I'm just worried about disturbing you."

Meng Heming saw the little girl's smile that didn't reach her eyes. How could he not know in his heart that the little girl must be hiding something, and this thing might be quite serious. A trace of heartache floated on his face, "Just treat this place as your home."

Shen Jingrou suddenly felt her eyes getting hot and her eye sockets turned red.

Meng Heming looked at the excited little girl and said in a deep voice, "Do you want me to send someone to pick her up?"

"No need." Shen Jingrou said nervously.

Thinking of her daughter, Shen Jingrou felt a dull pain in her heart.

"Okay." Meng Heming respected her decision, but when he thought about how the little guy was so soft and cute but he couldn't see him right now, he felt disappointed.

At this time, Meng Heming called the servants and asked them to clean up a cooler room in the guest room.

Seeing that the other party was making arrangements in an orderly manner, Shen Jingrou asked timidly, "Uncle Meng, don't you even ask me why I came to live here?"

"If you want to say it, you will tell it even if I don't ask." Meng Heming said indifferently.

His skin color gave the impression of being a sickly white, and his eyes were extremely bright, like the bright stars in the night sky, flashing with piercing light.

"Thank you Uncle Meng for your understanding." Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, setting off her beautiful and lively eyes.

At this time, Uncle Ma walked in from outside.

"Miss Shen!"

"Uncle Ma."

Uncle Ma bowed to Shen Jingrou, then came to the man and said, "Sir, you can go out now!"

Meng Heming naturally understood what Uncle Ma meant. He propped one hand on the armrest of the chair and stood up arrogantly, "Jingrou, I have to go out for something."

Shen Jingrou looked at his stern expression and guessed that what he was going to do must be very important. "Okay." Then, Meng Heming walked slowly towards the backyard.

Just as Uncle Ma was about to follow, he heard a cold voice from above his head, "Stay here and see if Jingrou needs anything else."

After that he left.

Shen Jingrou originally wanted to say that she had everything she needed, but seeing that Uncle Meng was in a hurry, she didn't bother him.

Uncle Ma turned around at this time and said, "Miss Shen, I'll take you to the room first. If you need anything, just tell me and I'll have someone bring it over."

"Uncle Ma, there's no need to be so troublesome." Despite saying so, Shen Jingrou still followed Uncle Ma and walked towards the guest room.

Shen Jingrou often came to Anzhai to play when she was young, and she stayed here quite a few times.

At that time, Shen's father often came to drink with Meng Heming, and Shen Jingrou liked to stick to her father. Over time, when Shen's father came to the house, Shen Jingrou was like a dog-skin plaster, always following behind him happily.

Every time they came to An's house, Uncle Meng would always prepare a bunch of food and toys for her, and the two adults would always drink in the courtyard. Sometimes, after they were both drunk, Father Shen would rest in An's house, and Shen Jingrou would also stay there.

In her vague memory, Uncle Meng was addicted to alcohol for a while, and he had an untidy beard and looked like a wild man from the mountains.

Later, as she grew up, she had almost forgotten this hazy moment, but occasionally when she saw Uncle Meng with a straight face, she would be in a trance for a moment, always thinking that the sloppy man at that time should not be Uncle Meng.
Of course, she didn't have the courage to verify it.

Although her father and Uncle Meng were good friends, and Uncle Meng treated her very kindly, when she really faced Uncle Meng, she always felt that Uncle Meng's black eyes, as bright as stars, were flickering with countless secrets that were difficult to detect, and that he had a kind of detachment in his bones, as if all things in the world were nothing more than ants in his eyes, and there was nothing in this vast world that he cared about.

Shen Jingrou thought of something her father had said when he was drunk before.

He said Uncle Meng lived his whole life for love.

When Shen Jingrou first heard this, she didn't feel touched. It was not until she looked back on her youth that she gradually understood the meaning of her father's words, and she began to respect Uncle Meng even more.

She begged God more than once, hoping that Uncle Meng could get what he wanted in his lifetime!
In the quiet courtyard, Shen Jingrou looked at Uncle Ma who was walking in front of her and asked, "Uncle Ma, how is Uncle Meng doing recently?"

"Oh, same as always." Uncle Ma said truthfully.

Shen Jingrou paused for a moment and said in a muffled voice, "Uncle Meng also said that I have lost weight, but what about him?"

Uncle Ma's eyes lit up, and he said, "Miss Shen is here. With your supervision, Mr. will not dare to stay up late, and he will even drink the medicine obediently, and his body will naturally become stronger."

"How could I be that capable?" Shen Jingrou listened to Uncle Ma's advice and flatly denied it.

"Just wait and see." Uncle Ma said with a smile.

Shen Jingrou's eyes were as clear as a pool of autumn water. She said confidently, "Since Uncle Ma thinks so highly of me, I will definitely live up to my mission during the time I stay here."

"Ha ha."

The originally heavy atmosphere was dispersed by the conversation between the two.

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On the edge of the city, rows of high-rise buildings are rising from the ground. In order to meet people's demand for buying houses, some new real estate projects are spreading out around the city center, and the locations of new houses are becoming more and more remote.

There are many ordinary communities located in the suburbs.

On Xincheng Road, the newly planted trees on both sides of the road have sprouted new branches, which are lush and green.

At this moment, a top luxury car was parked on the side of the road. Passers-by, especially men who were interested in cars, stopped to take a look.