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

Chapter 548
Uncle Ma took the bowl from his hand and left quietly, leaving them space to talk.

At this time, Shen Jingrou saw that he had finished drinking, and couldn't help but joked, "Xiao Ai is braver than you. No matter how bitter the medicine she takes is, she never asks others to persuade her."

Hearing this, Meng Heming smiled faintly, "The little guy is great!"

"Of course, don't you see who gave birth to the child?" Shen Jingrou raised her chin and showed off relentlessly.

"You're still talking about me?" Meng Heming looked at the little girl's arrogant face and retorted, "We are both the same, and both of us are worrying."

Shen Jingrou, "?"

The truth is really hurtful!

Seeing that the little girl was silent, Meng Heming's smile deepened, "The kid from the Lin family comes here more and more frequently."

As soon as everyone got up in the morning, Lin Yue came running over excitedly, holding various tonics in his hands, saying that he was here to visit Mr. Meng, but everyone knew the truth.

Every time he came to An's house, Lin Yue put his face at his feet. Meng Heming, as the owner of An's house, obviously did not keep him for dinner. But Lin Yue seemed to be stuck on the stool and could not understand Uncle Ma's secrets. When he arrived at the restaurant, he followed Shen Jingrou directly, and even sat at the table to eat and became very calm.

Seeing this, Meng Heming did not explicitly drive him out. At most, he just ignored him.

Under the cover of night, the changes in expressions on their faces were hidden.

Shen Jingrou was confused as she listened to what the other person said, "He has always been like this, shameless." Her tone was obviously a little weird when she complained.

Meng Heming raised his eyebrows. The little girl only showed a shy expression on her face when she mentioned Lin Yue. Although her words were full of sarcasm, Meng Heming understood that only when one regards the other person as a close person would one tease others so unscrupulously.

Perhaps, the little girl has not yet realized that Lin Yue is different to her after all!
"I just care about you." Meng Heming said.

Having been caught in the rain himself, he did not want to see the younger generation take the wrong path.

"I don't want him to care about me!" Shen Jingrou said angrily.

Young people are the most stubborn!

Meng Heming knew that he had said too much, and young people would just listen with one ear and out the other. It was up to them to figure out matters of the heart on their own.

"A sneeze."

Shen Jingrou just felt her nose was a little blocked and couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Meng Heming quickly reminded, "Go to bed early."

"Okay." Shen Jingrou raised her hand and rubbed her nose, then reluctantly stood up. "Uncle Meng, you should go to bed early too. Staying up late is bad for your health!"

"understood."

After Shen Jingrou left, a breeze blew in the yard, and the green plants rustled faintly.

At this time, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and when he turned to a number, his eyes floated. Recently, he often chatted with a little girl, and it had become a habit. The little girl was very curious and always liked to ask him some strange questions, which made him very confused.

The question she asked most often was, "If you had a daughter, what would you do with her?"

When Meng Heming heard her words at first, he thought it was very funny. To him, this matter was pure nonsense. However, the girl on the phone spoke in a serious tone, as if she was really waiting for his answer.

After deep thought, he said, "I will love her very much!" When he finished saying this, his heart suddenly ached for no apparent reason, and it took him a while to recover. What surprised him was that the other party did not speak for a long time. After about a few dozen seconds, he seemed to hear a slight sob, which was very light, but he could hear it clearly.

Coming back to his senses, he glanced at the time and thought: The little girl must be asleep by now!

It was ridiculous that he didn't expect that he would miss her occasionally, even though she had nothing to do with him!
He had always thought that this heart could only hold one person, but he didn't expect that even strangers could be called in. Judging from the other party's voice, maybe she was a little girl? Otherwise, how could she have the leisure to call a stranger? It was probably because she was in a spur of the moment and called him.

During these lonely years, the appearance of the little girl added a little fun to his noisy and boring life.

After he sat quietly for a long time, Uncle Ma came over dragging his tired body.

"Sir, it's time to go back to your room and sleep." Uncle Ma's tone revealed a bit of helplessness. As a patient, Meng Heming was the most unqualified one. He was busy with company matters during the day and had to spend a lot of time writing and painting at night. The person concerned might think that he was as strong as an ox, but Uncle Ma saw it.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t someone faint so easily?
"Got it." Meng Heming looked at Uncle Ma hunched over, with a hint of pity in his eyes, "Let others do some of the physical work in the future."

Uncle Ma's throat choked, knowing that the other party was sympathetic to him, "Okay."

"He always agrees readily." Meng Heming sighed lightly.

The master and servant have been together day and night for decades, and they know each other's personalities very well.

Meng Heming saw Uncle Ma lowering his head and couldn't help shaking his head.

Uncle Ma followed him silently, and the two of them walked in silence.

When they arrived at the courtyard, a sturdy figure walked towards them quickly. Three meters away, the man stopped and said solemnly, "Mr. Meng, the second young master of the Lin family is climbing the wall!"

Meng Heming's hand was on the door, and he glanced behind him when he heard the words.

Uncle Ma understood what he meant.

The next second, Meng Heming entered the house.

Unable to get an answer, the man set his sights on Uncle Ma.

Uncle Ma looked at the dark sky and said calmly, "Let him be."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and disappeared into the courtyard.

The courtyard of "An Zhai" is full of mountains and the walls are high and majestic. At first glance, they are nearly three meters high.

Lin Yue had been naughty since he was young and had done many ridiculous things, but today was the first time in his life that he had climbed a wall. He was well prepared and brought a retractable ladder with him. He came in smoothly from the outer wall, and with the help of the lights in the house, he tiptoed towards the courtyard where Shen Jingrou was.

During this time, he looked at the quiet, empty house and couldn't help wondering: Mr. Meng holds a prominent position in T City, but how come there isn't even a caretaker in this house? He couldn't see anyone anywhere he went, which really made him a little nervous.

With doubts in mind, Lin Yue finally arrived at the yard where Shen Jingrou lived.

When he reached the door, he first lay on it and listened carefully to see if there was any movement inside.

"A sneeze."

"A sneeze. A sneeze"

Lin Yue was tense after sneezing several times in a row. She was fine when he left in the afternoon, but why did she keep sneezing at night? Could it be that she had a cold?
After this thought came to his mind, Lin Yue's expression tightened and his heart began to lift.