MTL - Beloved Marriage in High Society-Chapter 2

Then, it was silent all the way to Haicheng, and then silent from the urban area to the Meng family in the suburbs of Haicheng.

"Come on," the driver of the sunglasses stopped the car in front of a huge iron gate and turned back to remind him.

Meng Hao traveled all the way, but in the end it was awake, but Meng Zhong had already boring to sleep in the middle of the road, and he was prepared to go to the hospital and ask for irritability.

This young monk is a bit special, Meng Zhong and the driver Lao Wang think so.

And Meng Hao himself, do not know and do not care what they think about him, he subconsciously touched the nose, but did not touch the metal glasses that made him look smarter in his life, he put his hand down, grip into a fist And then let go.

After getting off the bus, Meng Zhong still leads Meng Yu into this European manor. The gate is a huge fountain pool. You can see the flower garden and the grove, and bypass the fountain pool. The face is a five-storey The huge building is the house of the old house of Mengjia.

It is in the suburbs of Haicheng, Mengjia can monopolize such a large manor and also shows his position in Haicheng.

When Meng Hao looked at his eyes, he took his eyes back. He came to the Meng family for the second time. But for the first time, his curiosity about foreign objects would not exceed three seconds. He calmly let it Meng Zhong was helpless. When he was first led by Wen Shu to come to Meng Jia to do things, he was amazed that he was only slightly calmed down for a half-month, but Meng Zi, who is a true "village and shackle", only looked at it.

Hey, silly boy! When Meng Zhong did not look at the appearance of Meng Xi, he also sweared a word.

Wen Shu, who had contacted Meng Hao before, received a notice from the security guard at the door when their car arrived at the door of Mengzhai.

He came from the side of the flower garden, stopped in front of Meng Hao three steps, and Meng Zhong was originally to bring Meng Hao to find him.

Meng Zhong looked at Meng Hao again, and then looked at Wen Shu. "This is Master Meng Hao."

Wen Shu heard his eyes on Meng Yan’s face, but no emotions were revealed. He nodded gently, and Meng Zhong left and left, but he showed an extraordinary respect to Wen Shu.

When Uncle Wen was watching Meng Xi, Meng Hao was also watching him. Before he was 40 or 50 years old, people looked serious. The above is what Meng Hao saw. This is what he specifically told him to observe. Otherwise, he is likely to treat Wen Shu like Meng Zhong, that is to ignore it.

However, it is useless to observe it. He is not only aware of his qualifications, but also sees the age and the obvious temperament. What is the use? Meng Hao pondered a bit and felt useless.

"Where please," Wen Shu said when he talked to Meng Yu, the seriousness of facing Meng Zhong was dispersed, and he became gentle and considerate. "The seven young masters, like the young masters, called me Uncle Wen. Yes."

"Oh," Meng Hao said with a low voice, but he took back his gaze. He felt that this uncle was also very strange. It was only two seconds later, and he actually changed his temper.

Before he thought that he was serious Meng Meng, the feeling at the moment was vaguely frustrated. He once again gave himself a label that would not look at people, so he still waited to marry.

Uncle Wen did not show any emotions about Meng Yan’s indifference. He continued to lead Meng Xi to the main house, but he wanted to bring Meng Xi to see Meng’s father who woke up in the afternoon.

As the illegitimate child was taken home, the first person he had to meet was naturally the father of Meng. This is also a recognition of his identity, or he can get a green eye. His treatment in Mengjia will definitely be different.

The only person who came to Meng’s old house in the last generation was him. After that, he had never seen any Meng family. He had been trapped in the Meng’s private test base, or perhaps at the base. Or he has seen the university, but he doesn't know people, he doesn't recognize it.

But these are nothing to care about, he has decided to take the road of "waste" marriage.

He was not nervous, and did not ask Dong to ask the West. Instead, he asked Wen Shu to take a high look at him. Whether he is a city or not, this cultivation is worthy of appreciation.

Going in from a side door, no need to go upstairs, he led Meng Hao through the hall, but came out from a small door, and then saw an old-fashioned house located behind the European-style mansion, into it, he was brought to a Full of tea in the study room.

However, it is different from the luxurious and dignified study of Meng’s father in the last generation. It should be just a place where Meng’s father is purely reading and relaxing. It can also explain that he is completely unacceptable to Meng and Liang.

Meng Yi of the previous life is somewhat useful, and now Meng Meng is a vase beauty that only looks like a hand. So it is no strange.

After entering the study, Meng Hao was silent for a long time. The reason was very simple. Meng’s father closed his eyes, and Meng Hao couldn’t tell if he really slept, or just pretended to hang on him.

Wen Shu stopped at the door of the study and only let Meng Hao enter.

His eyes swept over the old man who was strong and strong, and he took it back. The people in the old house of Meng family were not able to discern his arguments. He should not be too preconceived.

For twenty minutes, Meng’s father opened his eyes. His eyes swept over Meng’s clothes and appearances. It was as inscrutable and irritating.

"You are Meng Hao?"

Meng Yi heard the words, then nodded, no hesitation, no grievances, so calm, so that Meng Laozi had to look at him more, but Meng Hao nodded and then bowed his head.

Meng’s father did not intend to talk to Meng Hao. Meng Hao did not know what he could say to Meng’s father. Besides nodding, he went to the study and came out. In this small half hour, he did not say a word. Over.

Uncle Wen said nothing about what Meng Hao said in the study room and Meng Laozi. He took Meng Xi back to the front house and got a room on the third floor of the west. Then he said, "This is your room. ""

Meng Hao pushed the door open. It was a spacious and bright suite with a separate bath room and even a cloakroom and a game room. All the places where Meng Hao lived were barely good, and he was not as good as the one here. one.

Meng Meng walked in and touched the bed, but it was somewhat disgusting. "It's too soft, I can change it hard."

Meng Hao ignored the other, but he was obsessed with the bed. He was anxious to marry. He also wanted to reassure himself. He could try to sleep well in his lifetime.

Uncle Wen accepted all the reactions to Meng Hao and he nodded. "Yes."

However, he still has Mengxi’s intention to leave here. He continued. “This is the old house, the lady’s wife, the young masters are not living here. They usually go back to the old house on weekends. After the day, I will show you again."

"The two old ladies are also not there. They will come back late at night. You want to see me and I can arrange for you."

Meng Yu hesitated a bit, still shook his head, like the last life, he did not want to have too much interaction with the Meng family, or that his temperament is inherently repelling excessive communication with the people, it is only more serious for the Meng family, Let him be aware of it.

"When can I go to class?"

Uncle Wen paused for a moment and then understood the meaning of Meng Yu’s words.

"If you want, tomorrow will be fine."

Seeing Meng’s true point, Wen Shu gently sighed, but Meng Hao could not understand what he was sighing. He only listened to him. “You just came back, don’t need to worry so much, rest for a few days, start class next Monday. ""

Meng Hao nodded, then Wen Shu gently squatted and then left.

But soon there were a few people who came over and changed Meng’s bed. He couldn’t sit on his new bed. He was again picked up by the stylists, the tailors, and then the hair. , put on clothes, and work to make him a real vase.

Taking him from the beginning to the end, he saw his beauty blooming, and several servants and masters were shocked.

The skin of the Meng family is not bad, but there is no such exquisiteness as Meng Xi, the eye with peach blossoms, the feeling of a few hooks, in the stylist's deliberate modification, and two points.

He doesn't need to talk, this is just standing, it's a painting, a beautiful scene that makes people reluctant to remove their eyes.

Meng Hao also looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was messed up, his clothes were clean and tidy, and as for others, he really couldn’t see it.

He didn't feel much about the silence and surprise of everyone. Don't say that he is not familiar with these people. Those students who have been with Meng Hao for three years are more silent when they face Meng Xi.

The people took their minds back, the stylist and the tailor left, and the servants packed up the house, and finally Meng was quiet.

When he was fiddled by these people, Feng Zejiao, one of the old ladies who was not at home, was meeting with his old lady, He Wei, in a flower arrangement room. She said that she was an old lady, but it was actually a late generation of Feng Zejiao. Only when his eldest son became a master, she was promoted from his wife to the old lady.

He Wei looked down at the information that Feng Zejiao brought to her. There were a few photos in it. The eyebrows were Meng Yi. One of them was a photo of his high school entrance. His facial features were exquisite, but his eyes had an inexplicable sense of sluggishness. The standard of her wife is not too ugly, nor too smart.

And Meng Hao exactly meets these two requirements, looks good, and is silly.

"The age is a little smaller," He whispered. It is true that Meng Hao’s birthday is in May, and he has a full year of legal marriage from his 18th birthday.

When Feng Zejiao saw He Wei say this, she knew that this was about to be done. She whispered, "He only returned to Meng, and he has not settled yet. He should have been 18 years old."

Meng Xi has only one account in his home. Now that the person has been taken back to the Meng family, the account is naturally going to be done. Instead of moving back, it is better to restart the black household. At that time, the age is just a matter of changing a number.

He Yan heard the words and gently decapitated. "Is there some new photos? I took them back to see them. He didn't have any opinions. This is the case."

Feng Zejiao smiled and sent a text message to Wen Shu. Soon a new photo of Meng Xi was passed to her mobile phone.

The moment when Meng Yiqi suddenly lifted his head, he was photographed. The feeling of being too beautiful was two points. If he didn't look at the information, he couldn't feel it. He was a dull person.

However, after reading Meng Meng’s experience from small to large, He Wei can understand this dullness, limited by talent, and no medicine to save.

The author has something to say: the sky is modern, and the marriage of men and men has been accepted by law.

In addition, the male lord hates to marry, the reason is to break away from the Meng family, want to sleep well.

Hey: I can satisfy you.

Meng Hao: ...