Chapter 64

Her father died unexpectedly. All these years, he knew nothing about her matters. He had never heard of such a big matter!

Mrs. Meng looked a little embarrassed, and she quietly tugged on Mr. La Meng's sleeve: "It's been such a long time, why are you still talking about the past? By the way, Shao Ting, why doesn't Man Jun go downstairs for breakfast?"

However, Meng Shaoting didn't seem to have heard Mrs. Meng's words, and he stood there silently. There was an indescribable darkness on his originally handsome face, and the corners of his lips were tightened. Pinned there, motionless.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Meng couldn't help being taken aback, and hastily put down the newspaper and walked up to him, "Shao Ting, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, when Mr. Fu passed away, why didn't our family go to pay his respects?"

Meng Shaoting spoke slowly, and at the end of his steady voice, there was a slight tremor that was not noticeable.

Speaking of which, he admired Fu Zhengze's way of dealing with people, and he never felt sorry for his son-in-law. On the contrary, he had always treated him very well. But now, after more than four years, he is no longer alive. , and his former son-in-law didn't even know about it.

"What are you talking about? When Fu Zhengze passed away, the Fu family collapsed overnight, and it was too late for his family and friends to hide. Mom gave Fu Jingzhi a check of 500 million yuan. Besides, you were already divorced at that time. Mom did this. It can be regarded as the utmost benevolence!"

As soon as Mrs. Meng mentioned the 500 million check, Meng Shaoting couldn't help but feel a tingle in his heart. Now, he remembered that she had cruelly aborted their child for 500 million. He remembered the day when she Cold as ice, no longer the tender look of the past, unspeakable irritability and anger welled up in his heart.

He knew that getting rid of the child was the only way out for her, because he was already with Manjun at that time, and he had made up his mind not to want her anymore, but she still couldn't control himself because she didn't want the child so simply. angry emotion.

In fact, he understands better that he has been obsessed with that incident, and the reason is that she has taken away the control over the matter. He is used to giving orders to her, used to obeying her, and used to her cuteness But, so, he felt unwilling to see her turn against the customer in the end.

If time could go back and he knew she was pregnant before the child was aborted, what would he do?
Still not the same result?He still wouldn't want that child, because, at that time, he had already decided to abandon that child's mother, so how could he keep that child to affect his next marriage?

What he was not reconciled to was just her indifference.

Several times, Meng Shaoting dreamed about the scene where they met for the last time, and Jing Zhi sat there, telling him slowly, the child, fell.

He would always wake up from his dream covered in cold sweat. He didn't understand why she got the 500 million check as she wished, but the eyes she looked at him that day were still full of deep sadness and despair.

As a result, the look in her eyes that looked at him at the end seemed to be engraved on his bones, and she would never forget it no matter what.

"Shao Ting, it's been more than four years, don't think about it anymore, our Meng family doesn't owe their Fu family a little bit, so you don't have to blame yourself, ah? Manjun is going downstairs soon, don't let her Not happy to see you like this."

While talking, Mrs. Meng pulled Meng Shaoting to sit down at the dining table, poured a glass of milk and handed it over: "Drink some milk, don't drink coffee early in the morning, milk nourishes the stomach..."

Mrs. Meng was chattering, but Meng Shaoting suddenly froze. During the rare time when they had breakfast together, she would pour a glass of milk to him and say the same words.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him, as long as there is something slightly related to her, he always thinks of her. Mom is right, he never owes her, but why has he been in Los Angeles for so long, and he and Manjun have already lived together? We didn't intend to separate together, but he was always influenced by her?
Meng Shaoting sat there, the glass in his hand gradually getting cold, but he never took a sip. During the few months of marriage, did she also watch the milk in front of him getting cold little by little, Then the heart also became cold?
It is undeniable that he knew how much she liked him, but from the beginning to the end, whether he was moved or sunk, his mind was blank.

He put the cup down, and said to the worried Mrs. Meng: "Mom, I'm going to work first. When Manjun comes downstairs, remember to let her have breakfast, or her stomach will hurt again."

Seeing his considerate appearance, Mrs. Meng was very pleased, and straightened his collar with her own hands: "Go, see that you and Manjun are so good, mother is really happy, by the way, Shao Ting, you and Manjun We've been together for so many years, and we're engaged, so let's hurry up and choose a good day to get married."

Meng Shaoting was noncommittal, just lowered his head slightly, and after a while, he slowly responded, "I got it, Mom, I'll call Uncle Shen tomorrow to discuss the wedding date."

"That's right, now that you are 28, mom and dad are waiting to have grandchildren."

Mrs. Meng is always pregnant, seeing her most beloved son, after all, still living according to her most satisfactory idea, how can she be unhappy in her heart?

Hearing Mrs. Meng's last words, Meng Shaoting trembled slightly, in a trance. He imagined in his heart that if he and Jingzhi's child were still alive, they would already be sweetly calling Mom and Dad. Running around.

Shaking his head lightly, Meng Shaoting dismissed these messy thoughts and strode out the door.

The car stopped under the company building. Meng Shaoting opened the door and got out. After walking a few steps, he saw the man standing in front of him. He opened his mouth; "What kind of wind is blowing here today? How could elder brother condescend to come to my small place?"

Meng Shaoqian's bottomless eyes looked at him, there seemed to be a flash of light, but it turned into a calm pool in an instant, he smiled calmly, and said lightly; If it is called a small place, then my Weiheng will not be able to stand on the stage even more!"

"Brother would be too modest if he said that. If you look at the entire Chinese community in Los Angeles, who doesn't know who doesn't know the names of Meng Shaoju and Wei Heng?" Taking a step forward, "Brother, please."

Meng Shaoju was not polite, so he walked straight forward. The two brothers walked side by side. From the perspective of outsiders, they looked very close.

"Weiheng is just an old property of the Meng family. It is all the credit of the predecessors. I am just sitting on the fisherman's profit, but you are different. It has only been three years since you founded Haoting, but your influence is comparable to Weiheng. "While talking, Meng Shaoyu glanced at Meng Shaoting inadvertently with a smile that was not a smile, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "It seems that the Meng family will rely on you in the future."

Meng Shaoting suppressed his smile, his previous cynicism disappeared, and instead he put on a serious expression, he stopped in his tracks, and said respectfully; "Brother, this is wrong, you are the eldest brother, and the burden of the Meng family naturally falls on the eldest brother." Shao Tingzhi is not here, he just wants to do something he likes."

Meng Shaoyu's eyes seemed a little moved, and he patted Meng Shaoting's shoulder lightly again: "You can mess around as much as you like outside, but you will come back sooner or later to inherit everything in the Meng family. Dad is so old, don't Let him worry too much, I also need a helper, my brother is always more reliable than outsiders."

These words are so sincere that Meng Shaoting seems to be very moved after hearing this: "Brother..."

"Let's go." Meng Shaoyu seemed satisfied with his reaction, and the originally gloomy expression on his face relaxed a little, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Meng Shaoyu walked around the company building symbolically, and from time to time he praised or offered a few better suggestions. From the beginning to the end, Meng Shaoting had a respectful expression, and he listened attentively to everything he said.

Around noon, Meng Shaoting sent his eldest brother out, and when he walked near the car, the driver opened the door. Meng Shaoyu was about to bend down to get in, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Meng Shaoting was still calm, he knew that Meng Shaoju suddenly came to find him the main event today, and this is the beginning of the show.

"Brother, is there anything else?" Meng Shaoting put his hands in the pockets of the thin windbreaker. His face was young and unruly. I can see it in a tone.

"I went to Paris on a business trip last week and met people from the Fu family." Meng Shaoyu said slowly, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, and held it between his slender fingers without moving.

Meng Shaoting's eyebrows twitched; "Oh? What do you want to say?"

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(End of this chapter)

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