MTL - She Really Hates-Chapter 11

It was really late, Meng Xi turned off the game and went to bed. When I woke up the next day and touched my phone, I saw Han Yuming's WeChat message.

The almighty Xiao Ming: I'll go, you guys have a good record, are you so awesome with six victors in a row?

Almighty Xiao Ming: Next time you bring her to play ranked, what kind of casino! Can a game where you can't score bring you happiness?

Meng Xideng suddenly woke up.

Why can't they line up together, Han Yuming can still see Song Zhiyi's technology from a distance!

Is this the heroine?

Meng Xi felt that this would not work. Han Yuming would be back in two days. She had to find something for him to do... For example, introduce a few beautiful sisters to him, let him see more of the world, and don't hang on a tree .

Meng Xi also thought so. As a result, before she could act, Mrs. Han made the first move.

The day after Han Yuming returned from her injury, she quickly arranged a blind date. It is said that the woman was from a scholarly family, and her grandmother was the once-famous classical piano master He Muyun.

"…Who?"

Meng Xi heard the familiar name and looked up from the pile of documents.

Han Yuming leaned on the sofa in her office to play with his mobile phone, and smiled gloatingly: "That's what you think, you fell asleep at someone's concert back then..."

Meng Xi raised the pen in his hand.

Han Yuming coughed and changed his words: "Who didn't make mistakes when they were young, I guess the old lady forgot about it."

Meng Xi didn't know if Mr. He remembered it, but she herself remembered this shameful thing quite clearly.

She didn't mean to be so rude at the time.

He was young and lacked self-control. He got a newly bought game cartridge the night before and played it until midnight. The next day, he didn't get enough sleep... Who knew that he would fall asleep directly at the concert, and it's embarrassing to think about it now.

When I went back that day, Father Meng scolded her directly, and the words were quite elegant:

"Play the qin to the cow! Burn the qin and cook the crane! Staying in the same room with you will defile my elegant soul!"

It made her laugh while reflecting on it.

Therefore, when Han Yuming proposed whether to have a meal with his blind date, Meng Xi conditioned it to refuse.

After rejecting it, she reacted, and she was speechless: "Why should I follow you on a date with someone's little girl?"

Han Yuming said, "As long as everyone knows each other, let's play together in the future. And it's not a date. I'm asking me to go to Lanhai to pick her up with her grandmother. Isn't that your territory?"

It was because Mr. He was there that Meng Xicai didn't want to...

Wait, Meng Xi suspected that he heard it wrong: "Where are you going?"

"Lan Hai, your company."

Blue Ocean, the full name of Blue Ocean Culture Communication Co., Ltd., serves Meng's father's artistic hobby, mainly engaged in classical music, and is well-known in the industry.

It's not surprising that Mr. He appeared there. The problem is that Meng Xi just found out not long ago that Song Zhiyi's brokerage contract was signed under the name of Lan Hai.

...is this the hero and heroine?

Meng Xi never imagined that Han Yuming could go to Song Zhiyi's brokerage company on a blind date.

She was really afraid that the two of them would collide. On the spot, the thunder set fire to the ground, and she fell in love at first sight. She immediately put down the pen and said sternly, "You really should know each other. I'll go with you now."

Han Yuming: "...?"

He really couldn't guess the unpredictable mental journey of the little ghost.

When Meng Xi and the confused Han Yuming arrived at Lan Hai, Mr. He still had some unfinished business.

It was uncomfortable to stay in the car for a long time. They planned to go in and wait. After getting out of the car, the black Bentley behind him also opened the door and brushed down four bodyguards.

It was Mrs. Han who passed through country A, and she was afraid that she had given it to Han Yuming.

Four people, all tall and mighty, with strong physique, black suits and sunglasses, they are not easy to be offended by looking at them. They follow Han Yuming anytime and anywhere, as if they were out of society.

Meng Xi has begun to regret walking with Han Yuming.

She deeply understood the saying that love makes people blind - she has never seen that Miss He, but Song Zhiyi's ability to see the two shortcomings of China and Han Yuming is obviously poisoned by love.

Thinking of this, Meng Xi had mixed feelings.

The group of them moved very conspicuously to the gate of the blue ocean.

The two security guards guarding the door were too late to be vigilant—they were holding electric batons in their hands, and they were entangled with a small gangster who wanted to break in.

"Mr. Song, you can't go in!"

The security guard stopped at the door with a dark face, there was some fine sweat on his forehead, and he was very anxious.

The little gangster was able to do it with ease, and while hiding from the security to grab his hand, he shouted loudly: "What! What are you doing?! Where are you going to hit someone? Come on, hit! Who are those two things in your hand to scare? Go here. beat!"

The mouth is quite open, but the body has been dodging.

Meng Xi didn't expect to encounter this scene, and his face darkened.

There is no corporate image at all! Although she doesn't work for nothing, it is her own property after all, which is too embarrassing!

A security guard saw her in his busy schedule and recognized her face: "Meng, Boss Meng?"

Hearing this, the little gangster also looked back, and was frightened by this battle to take a step back.

Mr. Meng?

But he quickly realized what the word represented, and his mind became lively, his eyes lingered on Meng Xi for a while, and turned to Han Yuming: "Mr. Meng? You are the boss of this company! Song Zhiyi is a person of your company. Well, she's my sister."

Meng Xi sneered.

Han Yuming was a little surprised, not because the other party recognized the wrong person, but - he looked at the young man in front of him, with messy dyed hair, wrinkled clothes, and a strange smell on his body.

Such a person, and Song Zhiyi are siblings?

Meng Xi patted Han Yuming and motioned him to go in directly: "Don't look at it, one more look at this kind of garbage will pollute the eyes."

The man was still a little temperamental, jumping and yelling: "How can you talk like a bitch?"

Meng Xi even thought he was down-to-earth. Han Yuminghuodi turned around and wanted to have a cultural exchange with him in Zu'an, and she was also pushed by her.

"Call the police directly." She instructed the security guard. "Call the police again when you come again. What is it like to make such a fuss at the door?"

The two security guards responded, "Understood Mr. Meng."

The little gangster was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that he had identified the wrong person. Seeing that Meng Xi was about to go in, he couldn't care less about the embarrassment: "Wait! You can't go!"

He stretched out his hand to catch him. One of the security guards was calling the police, and the other hurried to stop him. Someone stopped him, but Meng Xi only felt a pain in the back of his hand, because he was scratched by his fingernails.

"Meng Xi!"

Han Yuming was waiting for her inside. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he quickly called the bodyguard, "Why are you standing still, come and help!"

Two of the four black-clothed strong men came over. They were worthy of being professionals. They put the little gangster in uniform and pressed them to the ground in a few seconds.

He couldn't move, and his mouth was still howling uncleanly: "Your company boss is beating someone! You report to the police, what am I afraid of! I'm going to talk about your company's affairs at the police station, and Song Zhiyi's that What a good bitch! What a piano goddess, she's a **** who doesn't know what to do like her crazy mother! It's not over, you tell her..."

Meng Xi saw that his hands were broken and bleeding, and he took out a wet towel to wipe it in disgust, and then listened to what he said, the veins on his forehead jumped.

"Don't you just want money?"

Meng Xidu laughed angrily, "Just hit him here, it's okay to beat him, as long as the person doesn't die, I will pay you compensation according to the injury!"