dew marriage

Chapter 217 Meng Zeting

Not going to work for a month, a year of alcoholism, three car accidents, stomach bleeding, and a total weight loss of 20 catties.

When these things happened to He Yankai, one could imagine how deep his feelings for Mu Jiao had become.

Because of this, the old man almost removed his position as the president. In the end, it was because he negotiated a very important business, and He Zihuai completely screwed up Huaibei's project. In the end, it was He Yankai who came back from the dead.

This made the old man dismiss the idea.

In the past two years, Cen Yun introduced many partners to him, but he was not in a hurry or willing at all.

Because in comparison, Ye Xi and He Zihuai had been married for two years. Although Ye Xi was pregnant, the old man didn't show how happy he was, so he had nothing to worry about.

Two years is enough to do anything.

Enough to forget a person, or enough to start a new life.

Fei City, which is thousands of miles away from Tan City, is the most important fortress city in the south. There is a prominent family here, the Meng family.

The winter in Fei City is cold and humid, and the summer is very hot. Every June and July, Mu Jiao likes to hide in the room and blow on the air conditioner.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a book in her hand and coffee on the table, she looked at the cats jumping around outside the window.

Outside the window was shaded by trees, she hid in the air-conditioned room, almost drowsy from the comfort, the door was gently pushed open, and the man's slender fingers hung the car keychain, wandering back and forth.

Wearing casual and flared men's shorts and a T-shirt, he walked to her side.

His facial features are cool and handsome, with a pair of lazy and deep eyes under short shattered hair, he is tall, and as soon as he approached, he already covered the sunlight that shone on Mu Jiao's body.

Mu Jiao closed his eyes slightly, the book in his hand was taken away by him, lightly flipped through two pages, the man looked at Mu Jiao with a half-smile.

Mu Jiao was about to fall asleep, her head drooped unconsciously, the man stretched out his hand to support her chin, Mu Jiao fanned her lower eyelashes, and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the man standing in front of her, feeling the warmth from his generous hands, Mu Jiao glanced at him and sat up: "When did you come in?"

"It's been a long time since I came in, and that old cat Meng Chuanya is laughing at you for not being alert at all."

The man sat across from her leisurely, reached out to pick up her coffee, took a sip, and then turned the corner of his mouth in disgust: "What the hell, it's dead."

Mu Jiao slightly raised his eyebrows: "Meng Zeting, you are a native of the south, why do you speak like a man from the north?"

"I learned from you." The man named Meng Zeting played with the key ring with one hand and joked: "Meng Chuanya said that I am about to be assimilated by you now, it is an insult to me."

knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Meng Zeting glanced at him, then said heavily, "What's the matter?"

"Miss invites Miss Mu to go down for tea."

"Tell her that I took Mu Jiao out and won't eat at home tonight."

After finishing speaking, Mu Jiao got up, put the book on the shelf, and asked calmly: "I should tell the eldest lady that you always call her by her name directly, which is extremely impolite to her."

Meng Zeting hooked the corner of his lower lip, got up and walked to her side, hooked Mu Jiao's neck with one hand, brought her to his chest, looked down at her frowning, raised his eyebrows and said, "For that Say, she doesn't like you to put her pigeons even more."

Mu Jiao glared at him, raised his foot and stomped on him hard, with a slightly impatient tone: "Where are you taking me today?"

"Casino."

It was a beautiful accident to meet Meng Zeting. In the first year after leaving Tan City, she traveled to various cities across the country, using her own eyes to appreciate the beauty of the world for Mu Chen.

A year ago, she participated in volunteer work and went to Africa. On the first night of her arrival, she went out and her wallet and luggage were stolen.

He was almost beaten.

Meng Zeting appeared on the stage as a hero saving the beauty. Although the plot is a bit old-fashioned, it is very useful, after all, Mu Jiao was saved.

It's just that the money can't be recovered.

At that time, she expressed her gratitude to Meng Zeting: "Thank you, I am penniless, I don't know how to thank you."

What will Meng Zeting say?

Normal people just don’t need to be polite, but he glanced at Mu Jiao up and down, and said, “I don’t have money to thank you, so just follow me and repay me slowly.”

And then until now.

Leaving Meng's house, Meng Chuanya stood there on the balcony on the second floor with one hand in his pocket, watching them leave meaningfully.

The servant said behind her: "The third young master said he won't come back for dinner tonight."

Meng Chuanya said lightly, "Is everything explained?"

"It has been explained."

Meng Chuanya didn't speak anymore. Mu Jiao was brought back from Africa by Meng Zeting a year ago, and she didn't like this girl at that time.

However, this girl doesn't fight or snatch her, and she is calm and composed, which suits her very well. However, Meng Chuanya is always worried that this woman of unknown origin will ruin her brother's future.

This is the third time Meng Zeting has brought Mu Jiao to the casino this month.

This is the biggest casino in Fei City, there are people for everyone, and it is very complicated.

But Mu Jiao is obviously already familiar with the road.

The two were quickly surrounded and found a good seat to sit down. Meng Zeting sat beside her, watching her play, and he just drank red wine leisurely.

Winning twice in a row, the two of them switched tables and continued.

Won the third game and encountered a hard stubble.

Everyone here knows Meng Zeting. In Fei City, the status of the Meng family is so high that Meng Zeting is the third young master of the Meng family, and Meng Chuanya is the chairman of the Meng Group. Even if you don't give Meng Zeting face, you must give Meng Chuanya face .

Even if Meng Zeting and Mu Jiao won the entire casino, no one would say no, it would be wrong to say black or white.

However, today this person, with an accent, is from Guangzhou. He lost all night, and this time he lost a big one. He couldn't get any money, so he smashed the gambling table in a fit of rage.

Angrily walked in front of them, pointed at Mu Jiao and said, "What are you, dare to win money from me?"

Mu Jiao didn't speak at first, even Meng Zeting was relaxed.

This made the man even more angry, he raised his hand to hit Mu Jiao, Mu Jiao raised his eyes sharply, Meng Zeting raised his hand to grab the man's hand, and slammed it back hard.

The man cried out in pain, but Mu Jiao hooked the corners of his lips, and said with a meaningful smile: "I, Mu Jiao, am not a thing, I dare not say, but you, it is really not a good thing."

"You stinky bitch!"

"Oh?" Mu Jiao stood up, while Meng Zeting restrained the man and moved closer to Mu Jiao. Mu Jiao raised the wine glass in his hand and slammed it on the table: "Where do you think this is, you can play wild here? "

The man glared at her resentfully, as if he wanted to say something more, but Meng Zeting's sharp eyes swept over him, and the man quickly fell silent.

Mu Jiao didn't want to make a fuss, so he said to Meng Zeting, "It's nothing interesting, let's go."

But for fun, if you don't give the money, you don't want it. She Mu Jiao is not short, and Meng Zeting doesn't care. He glanced at the man warningly, and the two left one after the other.

But who knew that just after leaving the house and before getting into the car, a few men with sticks appeared out of nowhere at the street corner.

Mu Jiao narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Is this finding fault?"

Meng Zeting snorted coldly, and said with a sneer, "Mu Jiao, my eldest sister gave me a death order not to let me fight, run away."

While talking, he turned around and picked up Mu Jiao, put him on the motorcycle, put the safety helmet on Mu Jiao's head, stepped into the car with long legs, and said to Mu Jiao with a sneer before those men came over: " Hold tight."

Mu Jiao was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to grab his clothes, Meng Zeting frowned, stretched out his hand domineeringly and pulled her hand to his waist, and said while starting the car, "Hold tight!"

Mu Jiao hugged his waist subconsciously.

Only then did the men realize that they were going to run, so they rushed over, but Meng Zeting had already started the motorcycle, broke through the crowd, and drove out suddenly.

In July in Fei City, it was extremely hot, but because Meng Zeting was driving fast enough, a light wind blew past their ears, causing Mu Jiao to gently close his eyes.

After a long time, they finally stopped on the suburban road.

Mu Jiao calmed down. He really felt that he was about to throw up. He took off his helmet and coughed twice, and looked at Meng Zeting angrily.

And Meng Zeting got out of the car with long legs.

(End of this chapter)