Meng Shao divorced his wife and kept loving him

Ouyang Muya is secretly lamenting the wonder of this world, looking at people who can't be connected, turning around is fate!

Seeing Lian Wuyi intoxicated by the potted osmanthus, Ouyang Muya was dazed for a moment.

In my memory, a little girl took her by the hand and rushed to a greenhouse, where there was a potted plant full of sweet-scented osmanthus.And the little angel approached the sweet-scented osmanthus and was deeply infatuated with the fragrance of the flower, just like Lian Wuyi at this time.When people look at it, they don't know whether it is more beautiful than flowers or people!

Just when Ouyang Muya fell into the long memory, Lian Wuyi got up and happily worked with Li Feina to place the sweet-scented osmanthus in a sunny place.When they were about to go to eat, they found that Ouyang Muya was standing motionless in the original position, and Lian Wuyi called her several times but she didn't answer.

"Sister Ouyang, what's the matter with you?" Lian Wuyi approached and pushed her.

Ouyang Muya quickly came back to his senses, looked at Lian Wuyi, shook his head, and said:

"It's okay, I was just thinking about something, let's go, go eat."

With that said, she smiled gracefully and walked to the restaurant.Seeing a table full of delicious dishes, she impatiently ate like Li Feina.

"Are you really, like children, so hungry?"

Lian Wuyi looked at the two beauties with different styles of hungry ghosts amusedly, and set the table and chopsticks for them while talking.

With bowls and chopsticks, Ouyang Muya sat down and ate slowly, but looked at Lian Wuyi, and asked casually:

"Wuyi, why do you like osmanthus so much?"

Lian Wuyi smiled and said lightly:
"Maybe it's the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus that attracts me, or it's the character of sweet-scented osmanthus that convinces me!"

"Character? How to say?"

"Because the appearance of sweet-scented osmanthus is low-key and unassuming, but its smell can float far away, silently sending people a pleasant atmosphere. This kind of character is the best among flowers, and it is really the best among flowers."

"Crown among all the flowers, top-notch flowers!"

Ouyang Muya's eyebrows flickered, and her heart was touched by Lian Wuyi again.Once, there was a sound in my ear: Sister, I think osmanthus should be the most famous flower, the first-class flower among flowers!
Xiaoyueer, do you know that there is another person in this world who really likes osmanthus like you, and she understands osmanthus with the same thinking as you.If you are still alive, my sister will definitely introduce you to each other, and you will become the best friends with tacit understanding!
"Sister Ouyang, you're wandering again, are you still worrying about your future husband avoiding you?"

Li Feina tapped the head of the chopsticks on the table in front of Ouyang Muya.Now Li Feina also knows a lot about Ouyang Muya's backtracking.Recently, he used the excuse of having an overseas seminar itinerary, so he met Ouyang Muya once when he went home to pack his luggage, and then went abroad.

They all knew that Ouyang Muya was very unhappy about this, so Li Feina thought that Ouyang Muya was just annoyed.

Ouyang Muya shook his head back to his senses, took a sip of chicken soup, and said:

"I have nothing to worry about chasing after my husband. After dinner, I will go to the Cheng family's old house and pull Mrs. Cheng to my side as a backer. When the time comes, I will ask the eldest parent of the Cheng family to help me summon him back. See Where else can he escape?"

"Tsk tsk, the road is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. Dr. Cheng, a little sheep, will definitely not be able to escape when he meets Ouyang sister, you, a she wolf."

Li Feina was somewhat sympathetic, but she was targeted by such a "despicable" and cunning vixen like Ouyang Muya, wouldn't it be hard not to surrender?

"I also think Brother Cheng was a little bit rushed. Maybe he didn't know how to face Sister Ouyang, so he ran away." Lian Wuyi also began to sympathize.

"If you sympathize with him, you also have to sympathize with me. It's rare for me to see the iron tree bloom, so what's wrong with chasing him with all my strength? I'm not trying to cheat his feelings, but you all treat me like a vixen."

"In my opinion, sister Ouyang is indeed a vixen, and there is nothing wrong with that."

After becoming good friends, Li Feina said what she thought, and forgot what "tactful" was.Anyway, telling the truth between good friends can strengthen friendship, ha ha!

"Wuyi, do you also think I'm a vixen?"

Ouyang Muya squinted at Lian Wuyi, the signal in her eyes made Lian Wuyi say with interest:

"It's not like a vixen, I just think it would be better for Sister Ouyang to slow down and pursue Brother Cheng?"

"If I had time to chase him slowly, would I still need to use all the shameless methods in such a hurry?"

"Is it that urgent?"

Lian Wuyi looked at Ouyang Muya amusedly, and felt that she and the degree were like friends of Huanxi, you chased me and hid, it was very interesting!
"Urgent! Why not urgent? I... Oh, forget it, you don't understand my sadness. If I go as smoothly as you, Wuyi, I can sleep with the person I love every day, roll the sheets, and wake up together. Get up and roll the sheets, I don't have to worry about it."

Ouyang Muya's unconcealed words made Lian Wuyi blush.Although Ouyang Muya's character is bold and open, she speaks as if she knows everything.

Lian Wuyi bowed her head and was embarrassed to answer something. Unfortunately, when she and Meng Zhiyang woke up today, something really happened!And she was pestered by Meng Zhiyang for a long time before he let her go, and he didn't go out until it was almost ten o'clock.

Today is Sunday, and he was also resting originally, but he said that he had something to do and asked her to hang out with her friends at home. He might not come home until the afternoon.

He usually goes out on weekends for work, but today he seems to have some personal matters to deal with.He didn't take the initiative to tell her, so she didn't ask.

In fact, Meng Zhiyang's car will just stop at the gate of Meng's old house.In order for him and the woman he loves to be together without any worries, what needs to be resolved needs to be resolved.

As always, several servants accompanied by Uncle Zhong greeted him. When Uncle Zhong saw him get off the carriage, he smiled and said to him:
"Young master, you came back just in time, and lunch is ready. The master and his wife went out to entertain, and there is only the old man left. The young master can accompany the old man to have lunch together."

"Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I'll leave after we finish talking, and I won't eat the meal."

"This……?"

"Where is he?"

Needless to say, Uncle Zhong certainly knew who the "he" Meng Zhiyang was talking about, he sighed helplessly, and said:

"The old lady is still ill. This meeting should be practicing calligraphy in the study."

"How long has it been, why is it still not good?"

Meng Zhiyang's subconscious anxiety not only stunned Uncle Zhong, but also stunned himself.But then he said again:

"Isn't his illness so severe that he can't even speak a word? If he doesn't have the energy to look good, I can come back another day."

"The old man is in good spirits, young master, don't worry, I'll send someone to invite the old man out for dinner."

Uncle Zhong was afraid that Meng Zhiyang would really leave just like that, so he sent a servant to the study and personally "watched" Meng Zhiyang who finally came back.

Meng Zhiyang actually didn't really intend to leave just like that.Firstly, if he didn't come, he would have come, and secondly, he didn't come here to drop by, and his business has not been resolved, so it would be useless to leave!

I don't know if it's because I haven't regarded this place as my home for many years, or because I hate it subconsciously, Meng Zhiyang feels irritable when he enters the house.

For seven years, except for the day of his parents' death, he never came back here.But on the day of his parents' death, he came back to pay homage to his parents rather than to say that he came back to deliberately piss off the old man.

It's the only chance to meet each other on that day every year, but Meng Zhiyang uses it to meet Mrs. Meng.It seemed that he would not be reconciled if he didn't take the opportunity to show how much he hated Mr. Meng.

Today is seven years since he stepped here for other purposes, and he feels something is different.I can't tell what kind of emotion it is, he is obviously only here to renegotiate the marriage agreement, and there should be no other emotions.

Uncle Zhong looked at Meng Zhiyang's tightly wrinkled brows, hesitating and not knowing what to say.It happened that Old Master Meng came out from the study on the first floor with the help of a servant.

"Young master, the old man has been weak recently, and it's time for dinner again. How about you accompany the old man to talk about things after dinner?"

Meng Zhiyang glanced at old man Meng, he really lost a lot of weight, and his face was not as energetic as before.

A burst of irritability surged into Meng Zhiyang's heart again, he raised his hand to look at the time, and said impatiently:
"Isn't this family open for dinner at twelve o'clock on time? It's already one o'clock. Are you deliberately wasting my time?"

"Sorry, young master, the water was cut off at home this morning, which delayed the cooking time, so I arranged for lunch so late."

"Heh, why didn't I know that the water was cut off in this house?"

Meng Zhiyang sneered, the Meng family is surrounded by mountains and rivers.The water source for food is all mountain spring water, and then it is stored in the pool after being tested by high-tech filters.
Uncle Zhong is a typical, well-behaved servant of the older generation.He has been with the old man Meng since he was a teenager, and it has been decades now, and he has long been a part of the Meng family.

Meng Zhiyang didn't need to think about it and knew that Uncle Zhong deliberately arranged lunch at the time when he came.The purpose is so that he can have dinner with Mr. Meng!
Old Mr. Meng looked at his grandson, still secretly happy in his heart.Two days ago, his son told him that his grandson asked him to tell him that he would come back to discuss the marriage agreement with him on the weekend.At that time, he was half happy and half regretful!
I am happy because my grandson finally took the initiative to face him, but unfortunately because my grandson even told me to go home through my son.This proves that the grandson still regards him as an "enemy", so he is unwilling to call him even on the phone.

However, it would be nice to see my grandson at home on weekdays.He hid the joy in his heart and said calmly:
"If you're afraid of wasting time, eat and talk. I'm old and I'm so hungry that I get dizzy when I'm hungry."

As Old Master Meng said, he walked towards the restaurant with the help of his servants.

Meng Zhiyang looked at the back of Mrs. Meng, and for a moment, he felt very bitter.Their grandfather and grandson used to be respected and loved by you, but now that they have come to such a point, he doesn't know how to change it!
Sitting at the dining table, Meng Zhiyang saw Uncle Zhong bring a bowl of dark soup to old Mrs. Meng before eating and said:
"Old man, drink the medicine first before eating, this is what Madam told me."

"Huh? What medicine do you still drink? Am I all right?"

When Old Master Meng saw the medicine, his old face turned bitter. Before Uncle Zhong could speak, he waved his hand and said in distaste:
"Take it, take it, I won't drink it!"

"That won't work, Madam should blame me when she comes back." Uncle Zhong insisted.

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how does she know? Besides, I don't cough or faint now, why do I still have to drink? Aren't you trying to make me feel bad?"

"Grandpa, this is not a cure, but a tonic to strengthen the foundation of the body. It's different."

"Why is it different? Isn't that medicine? I won't drink it!" Old Mrs. Meng refused angrily with a straight face.

"But this is also a tonic prescribed to make you less likely to get sick in the future."

"No matter what kind of tonic, if I say I don't drink it, I don't..."

"Why are there so many nonsense, if you tell you to drink, you can drink it. People who are buried up to their necks in yellow mud, can't you make... others relax?"

Meng Zhiyang interjected angrily to interrupt old Mr. Meng's recklessness, and his words were also very unpleasant.He didn't even look at old Mr. Meng, he just ate his food with big mouthfuls.

He didn't know what was going on, but when he saw old Mrs. Meng playing tricks and refusing to take the medicine, he felt sulky for a while.He didn't want to care so much, but he still blurted out to intervene in the matter of whether old man Meng took the medicine or not.