Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 3

He wan is indeed the biological mother of Yan Sui, the head of Yan's family in Haicheng, but not all of his mother's and son's feelings will be harmonious. She and Yan Sui are enemies and can't see each other's good friends.

However, Yan Sui was precocious and had been in charge earlier. The only thing she could handle was his marriage.

Help him to find a smart and good-looking daughter-in-law with the same background, which obviously helps him and blocks himself, she will never do. However, she would not do what she said on the surface. In her opinion, the status of an illegitimate child of a famous family was quite equal.

And she has been picking and picking, not because those illegitimate children and illegitimate women are not good enough, on the contrary, they are too good, too good.

Before choosing Meng Yu, she was actually more optimistic about Su Siyu, the illegitimate son of the Su family. Meng Fu was stupid and abandoned. He was a demon and a work. He was four years older than Meng Fu. He ate, drank, gambled and attracted bees and butterflies. His reputation in your circle was no better than Meng Yide.

Of course, he had a better life than Meng Fu. His father spoiled him, protected him, and treated him as a treasure, which made him more and more illegal.

She wanted Yan Sui to live a restless and restless life. But just as the marriage was about to be settled, susiyu suddenly became better and better. She also won the old lady's green eyes and improved her reputation. It's strange that she would be satisfied.

Feng Zejiao vaguely knew what Wan was thinking. When she learned that the Meng family happened to be a "waste" like Meng Zhen, she moved her mind and negotiated with he wan at the same time. However, the result could almost be said to be a perfect match.

Although Meng's family is also an old family in Haicheng, it is still inferior to Yan's family. Even if Meng's son is married to Yan's, he can't find any place he doesn't want.

As for Yan Sui, there is no way to solve the problem. He will not have much opinion according to her meaning.

Feng Zejiao and he wan broke up in the flower arrangement room. They went back to their homes and reported their own "good news".

For the Mencius, it's good news in the true sense, but it's not necessarily true for Yan Sui. Yan Sui is as clear as he Wan's definition of her relationship with him.

"That's it."

Yan Sui stands with his back to his back. After saying the phone call, he Sui turns around and looks at his biological mother, he wan. He Wan's face is used to gentle smile, Yan Sui is indifferent, not willing to disguise indifference.

His mother and son are like enemies. He wan wants to block Yan Sui everywhere. However, Yan Sui doesn't care much, or he looks at him coldly. He wan continues to cross his bottom line, and then breaks up completely when he is not willing to tolerate it.

He wan, who is only 1.65 meters tall, has nine heads. With his figure ratio, he wan can sweep all over the entertainment industry and fashion industry. What's more, he is not bad, but his momentum is too strong. Generally speaking, he is hard to notice other things.

He Wan's eyes sank slightly, and he wan had a feeling of being cold and overlooking. His anger and resentment were more intense, but the gentle smile on his face did not disappear.

"I know you're not satisfied with Su Siyu, and I won't force you. This is the seventh young master of the Meng family. He's good-looking and good-natured," he Wan said, handing a photo of Fang Fang's printing to Yan Sui, and then added, "I think it's good."

Yan Sui's eyes swept through the photo, but did not take it. Instead, he turned to sit on the main position of the study. The powerful momentum was even more two-fold. The indifferent eye light became sharp. Even he wan had to jump up in terror. After a long silence, he said, "yes."

Yan Sui did as she thought, but he Wan's feeling of being blocked up in his heart didn't have any meaning of dispersing. Many times, in fact, she couldn't understand what she was thinking. She laughed falsely, "if you like, it's settled."

Yan Sui still has nothing to say. He wan puts the photo on the table, then turns to leave, walking eagerly, as if he is suppressing something.

He wan walks out, and Yan Sui's phone calls out again.

"I want all the information about Meng Jia and Meng Yi."

Meng Xuan didn't know that he could do it so quickly. After those people left his room, he fell out of bed and had a sleep. Finally, he was frightened by similar dreams. However, he was basically used to his sleep condition, but he was also helpless.

At present, he has a more urgent problem to be solved. He is hungry. In addition to the two boiled eggs that he ate in the school canteen in the morning, he did not enter the rice grains this day. He was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was still at the age of growing up. He had been starving for a long time.

He put on his clothes and opened the door, but there was a maid in her thirties guarding him at the door, straight up to his sight.

Meng's eyes widened, and the frustration of unsuccessful foraging came to his face. He mumbled for a long time before he opened his mouth, "what's the matter?"

The Meng family was really terrible. They even refused to let people eat when they were full of food. They also let a man stare at him at the door. He thought about how many days he would be hungry. It was estimated that he would not be hungry for more than three days. But within three days, would he be able to get married and eat a full meal?

The reason why Meng Xuan was anxious to get married added a strong desire to eat a full meal.That maid to Meng Yi very regular smile, "the big lady wants to see you."

"Good," Meng Yi nodded and followed her. People had to bow their heads under the eaves, although he was starving.

As a matter of fact, Feng Zejiao has nothing to do with Meng. Although his marriage is settled, he has to find a suitable time to announce it. She just can't help but want to see Meng, and take some credit in her heart.

"Just come home, but still used to living?"

Meng Yi forbade the impulse of covering his abdomen and nodded hesitantly.

Feng Zejiao picked up the corner of her mouth and knew that he wan was attracted by him because of his foolishness. She did not mean to dislike him at the moment. She covered her mouth and said, "there will be a party tomorrow night. You and I will go together."

"Don't be nervous. I'll show you."

"Good Good, "Meng Yi nodded. He had no position and reason to refuse.

Meng Yan's words are really few. Even if people are more pleasant to the eyes, Feng Zejiao can't always put down her posture and look for words. She looks at Meng Bi again and raises her hand, "you go back."

"Yes," said Meng, nodding and turning away.

Out of this small room, it was still the room that the maid in her thirties had sent him back to.

When Meng Bi pushed the door, she stepped back and looked back. As expected, the maid was still standing in front of her and waiting for his position. Meng Bi felt the feeling of holding back and bending deeply. Then she turned back, pushed the door in and closed the door again.

Don't you want to starve him? He bears it. He has not suffered hunger before.

This is actually Meng Zhong's negligence. He should have told Meng Zhen on his way to the old house. However, he did not mention what he thought he had to say. He did not mention such things as eating.

But even he could not have expected that Meng Xuan would be like this He felt that the Meng family was deliberately not to give him food to eat, deliberately hungry for him.

Of course, according to Meng's own logic, there is nothing strange about this. He used to be "useful", but his treatment was not very good. Now he is "waste", and it is normal to be hungry. And this is not only his logic, but also the logic that his grandmother forced to instill in him.

The next morning at 5:30, Meng Zhen woke up on time, and then found his sports clothes in the pile of new clothes, put them on and went out the door. The maid was really gone. Meng was relieved, but before he went down the stairs, a bodyguard like man blocked the road and bowed to him.

"I'm going to run."

In the closed high school, both men and women have to run exercises every morning. If they don't run enough, the food for the day will be poor. Meng Xuan always runs the most in order to get enough food.

However, after leaving there in his previous life, he subconsciously rejected everything he had experienced there. After running in University for a year, he was busy with his studies, so he did not run again, especially when he went to the experimental base. He felt that he had "died of overwork", which was partly due to Meng's family, as well as his own lack of exercise.

At present, when he comes back to the Meng family, he does not intend to leave home and eat the food of the Meng family. He is somewhat guilty. It is he who can exercise sweating, so he does not feel that there is anything to be pinched.

The man got out of the way as expected. Meng Yi came to the flower bed in front of the house and started running along the path. The whole Meng family occupied a large area. There was a small forest beside the flower bed. Running around the outermost Road, he still ran for ten circles before stopping. After running back, it was an hour.

He went back to his room to take a bath, put on another white shirt and jeans and went downstairs. With his "bucket" instinct, he found the kitchen. The kitchen lady was not bad. He thought that Meng Fu was a servant of the Meng family, and pointed to the table on one side.

"There are sandwiches and milk over there. You can take it yourself."

Mencius and Mencius got up early, and several chefs were very busy at this time. They had no time to pay attention to anyone.

He took two sandwiches and two bottles of milk. He went back to his room, ate one and kept the rest for lunch. There was a banquet in the evening, so he should have something to eat.

Thinking of this, Meng's eyes brightened and glowed with green light.

Not long after uncle Wen had breakfast in Meng Shen, he came, not only himself, but also several people behind him. Then Meng Shen was tossed from the beginning to the end, and then was dragged to mend many common sense at the banquet.

But looking at his slightly confused and uneasy eyes, uncle Wen knew that the evil remedy was not enough.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Fu was asked to go downstairs and take a car with Feng Zejiao to the home of the banquet. It is said that it is his aunt's family, that is, Feng Zejiao's in law's family. Her father-in-law's birthday will not only pass through her old house, but also her eldest son's family.

In sum, Meng fan should be the son of his wife Li Yifei. However, he was born out of wedlock and had never been raised by him. At present, he is still married by her, and he can't be counted as a person over there.

Feng Zejiao glanced at Meng Yi. Her exquisite suit was not as exquisite as his appearance. She thought about it and took it for granted that if it wasn't for Meng's mother who was really good-looking in those years, Meng Yide would not have wanted to divorce.Only Meng Yihang, the eldest son of the Mencius, is her son. The other two sons and one daughter are born to Li Yifei, the second room. She has endured this tone of "peaceful" living for so many years, just because the master Meng promised her that he would leave the position of the master of the Meng family to her son, Meng Yihang.

But the man's words can be trusted, the sows can go up the tree, and they have to fight for the property themselves to be more appropriate. Feng Zejiao has no longer believed the promise given to her by master Meng.

The Yan Family and other powerful families are naturally the forces that they should attract. If it was not for her strange mind, she would like her Xiang'er to marry the Yan family. In any case, it was the position of the housewife.

It is to be seen for a long time, Meng Yi finally looked up to Feng Zejiao, "do you have anything to do?"

Feng Zejiao took her eyes back and said with a smile, "I'll take you to know your uncle. They are all family. You don't have to be nervous."

"OK," Meng Yi nodded. He felt nervous only when he was facing all kinds of strange courses. Everything else was ok, and now it is.

Meng Xuan's words are few, but she's still obedient. Feng Zejiao can't get any dissatisfaction. Besides, she wants to bring him to the party. In addition, she also wants to tell Li Yifei that Meng Yu is already in her big room.

Of course, they don't care much about Li Yifei. If Meng Xuan is not liked by he wan, he can't find much special value.

After getting off the bus, it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon. Looking at the brightly lit courtyard, Meng Yi felt the tension of losing again. He came with the idea of looking for food to eat. He didn't know if there were so many things for him to eat at the party.

With obsessive worry and fan tension, Meng Yi follows Feng Zejiao into Gu's courtyard.