The host of the villain is too arrogant

Chapter 614 Xiang Meng Erying [18]

Meng Jue's reaction to him was very flat, as if he had gotten used to it, and he went straight to the point: "What can you do with me?"

His father looked bad and was about to reprimand him, but was stopped by the old man.

Old Man Meng coughed, his hand holding the tea bowl trembled, covered with age spots, "Xiao Jue, it's not important to call you this time, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little."

Although Father Meng stopped talking under the restraint of Mr. Meng, he glanced at him with a nose that was not a nose, and eyes that were not eyes, and curled his lips in disdain.

Meng Jue's face remained unchanged, "Since there is nothing important, I'll leave first."

"Wait." Old Man Meng called to stop the person who turned around and was about to leave, "Don't leave, can't you stay at home for a few days? You don't have any affection for this family?"

Meng Jue lowered his eyes and didn't respond, his expression couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or what.

Or nothing at all.

"Xiao Jue, your grandpa misses you so much, you..." A certain relative was interrupted by Meng Jue just as he opened his mouth.

His tone was indifferent: "Say something quickly, or I'll leave if you don't."

Old Man Meng and Father Meng looked at each other, at this moment, the concealed door suddenly opened, and a young man walked in.

When Father Meng saw him, he immediately smiled, as if this illegitimate child was his favorite, "The addict is here, come and sit down."

Immediately, he hurriedly called down to make tea, lest he would be thirsty. ""

Meng Jue has been here for so long and I haven't seen him care about him, and Meng Ding hasn't even entered the door yet...

Meng Jue looked at the two father and son getting along as if they were strangers, his emotions didn't fluctuate at all, he was probably numb.

A murderous intent flashed across Meng Ding's eyes the moment he saw him, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

He walked steadily towards Father Meng and sat down, took a sip of the tea that was just served, "My brother is not young, it's time to start a family."

Mr. Meng took over the conversation: "Yes, Xiao Jue, what do you think of the second child of the Lin family?"

Meng Jue: "..."

"But the Lin family has a request that you must marry in." Meng's father raised his sparse eyebrows contemptuously, "Qingyin Pavilion belongs to my Meng family. When you pass by, I will hand it over to Ji'er, although it is a humble show. Team, but Ji'er is kind and will not dislike you."

The face of this family has not changed.

Meng Jue turned the fan carelessly, and the tassels gently moved across the air, brushing away the bad luck lingering around him, "I created the Qingyin Pavilion by myself, but I don't know when it became yours."

"You! You are all from my Meng family, how..."

Meng Jue was not in the mood to listen to what they had to say. Originally, he came back obediently this time not to listen to their nagging.

He turned and left without hesitation, "Remember to cross me off the family tree, disgusting."

"presumptuous!!"

The voices behind him gradually faded away, leaving them behind, Meng Jue felt that the air was much fresher.

He walked to the somewhat desolate courtyard in his memory, and before he arrived, he saw a familiar figure on the roof of the current Mrs. Meng's family, the former cousin of his mother.

Meng Jue paused slightly, looked at it for a while, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and ran over without any brain reaction.

Yu Chu jumped off the roof randomly, but before he touched the ground, he was caught by a human flesh pad.

In the soft touch, Meng Jue looked at Yu Chu with wide eyes in shock, and even forgot the pain of being thrown to the ground.

(End of this chapter)