Meng Shao divorced his wife and kept loving him

After Meng Zhiyang entered the CEO's office, he was slightly stunned, because he didn't expect that the decoration of the office was exactly the same as he remembered!
The last time he played in this office was the day before his tenth birthday, and he and his father stayed in this office all day.

But that was also the last time, until today...!
Meng Yibo was still busy with his work with his head down. He actually heard the sound of the door opening, and knew that it was his nephew who came in, because no one in Montessori dared to enter the CEO's office without knocking on the door.

Meng Zhiyang saw that his second uncle Meng Yibo was immersed in his work indifferently, so he didn't bother him, and went to the reception area to sit and wait in silence.

He took out his mobile phone and saw the message from Lian Wuyi reminding him to eat.He quickly sent her a message to reassure her, and then opened the business email to deal with it...!
Before he knew it, half an hour passed, and Meng Zhiyang was concentrating on his work.Meng Yibo came over and interrupted him:
"Come here, let's eat."

Meng Zhiyang looked up at Meng Yibo, and then turned his gaze to the leisure area on the far left of the office. It turned out that Uncle Zhong had brought a servant to set up meals on the low table in the leisure area at some point.

Looking at that familiar corner, Meng Zhiyang's heart throbbed with pain.That was the entertainment area his father built specially for him when he was a child, and he often stayed in the president's office to play and study when he was a child!

The Montessori president's office is more than 100 square meters.When his father Meng Yizhan was in charge of Montessori, he was divided into two regions.One side is the office area, and the other side is the customized world for Meng Zhiyang!
But the two areas are not separated, but open.He still remembers that when he was a child, he preferred to cling to his father rather than to his mother.So he usually comes to Montessori to stay with his father when school is over or when his father is working overtime.

As long as his father has a little free time, he will definitely play with him and study with him, so that he can feel full of happiness and joy.

Thinking about it now, this president's office actually stores a lot of good memories about him and his father.And his dependence on his father is more than anyone else, which is why he couldn't accept the painful reaction of suddenly losing that dependence forever.

Since he was a child, he has seen countless times in his area how his father manages everything.At that time, he didn't understand why his father had endless phone calls, endless documents, endless instructions...!
Later, his father told him that because this is the top floor of the Montessori building, it bears the livelihood of tens of thousands of people, and it also inherits the glory of the Montessori family!Every Montessori heir must do his best to let Montessori be handed over to the next generation of successors to continue to flourish!

He also remembered that he was the Meng family, and he naturally accepted his status as the heir of the Meng family.He even joked with his father that he wants to grow up quickly, and then he will be the president and let his father rest.

The ignorant remarks were out of recognition of one's own identity, and later, one also rejected one's own identity at a young age.But after going around and around, he is still unavoidable!

When Meng Zhiyang got up and walked to the play area, Meng Yibo was already sitting cross-legged on the high-grade and comfortable carpet and eating food first.

"Second Uncle, why are you eating here?"

Meng Zhiyang, who sat down with him, was not pretentious, looked at Meng Yibo and asked, took the chopsticks handed over by Uncle Zhong and directly put a piece of tofu into his mouth.

Meng Yibo looked up at his nephew, and said calmly:
"I don't have time to go outside."

"I'm actually busy too."

Meng Zhiyang was not polite, he did not shy away from whether the person in front of him was the leader of the big group or his second uncle.

"A company as big as Sesame Mung Bean is so busy that you want to sit in the seat you should sit at, don't you have to do your best?"

Meng Yibo pointed out where he should sit, of course Meng Zhiyang knew where it was.If it were before, he would not hesitate to refuse to think about the weight of that position.But today, he came to face that position, so he won't rush to deny anything, but his face darkened unconsciously.

"Young master, this is old... er, Madam asked the kitchen to make it for you specially, eat more."

Uncle Zhong who was waiting on the side noticed Meng Zhiyang's heaviness and worried that he would get angry again.So, at the right time, he used the serving chopsticks to pick up some sauced beef on the plate in front of Meng Zhiyang, trying to change the atmosphere.

But this time, Uncle Zhong's worries were superfluous. Meng Zhiyang looked at the kind Uncle Zhong, and then at the sauced beef that Uncle Zhong gave him, sneered, and said unsurprisingly:

"It turns out that the second uncle came to meet me today on the order of his superiors. No wonder he "greeted" me with such a big fanfare that the entire Montessori headquarters knew of my existence."

"Say it straight, don't make up your grandpa in a weird way."

How could Meng Yibo not know that there was something in Meng Zhiyang's words, although it is true that Mrs. Meng knew about his nephew's meeting today, but it was not Mrs. Meng who instructed him to contact Meng Zhiyang.But as long as it involves the responsibility inherited by the Meng family, the nephew will think that it is all arranged by his grandfather.

"It's better for the second uncle to talk first, and I'll listen."

Meng Zhiyang chooses to ignore the topic about old man Meng, he still can't think about how to face old man Meng.After so many years, he is used to indifference to the Meng Family Supreme that he hates so much.

"Xiaoyang, do you remember the last time you entered this office?"

Meng Yibo is not in a hurry to talk about business, but he has the intention of talking homely.

"do not remember."

How could you not remember, what a profound memory it was!How happy his world was here one day, how miserable his world was the next day.Such a stark contrast, he may never forget it until he dies.

"As long as you can remember, you can learn everything with a good eye, and your IQ is over [-]. It's a ghost if you can't remember."

"Then treat it as a ghost."

"Xiaoyang, don't you wonder why the president's office hasn't changed at all?"

"Did the second uncle come to me to discuss whether there is any change in this office?"

Meng Zhiyang deliberately didn't want to discuss these "miscellaneous matters", but he was already full of emotions in his heart.Everything in this area is exactly the same as in his memory, even the children's books and toys he read when he was a child are neatly placed in their original positions.

Each of these objects is a good memory. If you want to say that he is indifferent, you can lie to others, but it is difficult to lie to yourself!
Meng Yibo looked at his nephew, and he didn't want to be a joke anymore, but said seriously:
"This is reserved by your grandfather."

Meng Zhiyang paused for a while, but said indifferently:

"I do not care!"

"Because that's what your father, my elder brother wants."

Meng Yibo put down his chopsticks, his expression was no longer relaxed because of the mention of the past.But Meng Zhiyang was shocked, because he didn't expect it to be related to his father Meng Yizhan.

"Second Uncle, what does this mean?"

Meng Yibo sighed softly, and then said under Meng Zhiyang's eyes eager to know the answer:

"Do you remember what your favorite book was when you were a kid?"

Meng Zhiyang was silent, but turned his head to look at the pile of books, where there was his favorite book ~【Little Prince】.So far, he still likes the book that explains the true meaning of love most.

Meng Yibo got up and picked up an exquisite version of "The Little Prince" from the pile of books, and then said:

"You can read independently at the age of five. When you finished reading The Little Prince, I still remember you asking us: Why do adults have to be hypocritical and numb in their world? Why are adults not as happy as children when they know so much?"

Meng Yibo sat down again, but he was sitting next to Meng Zhiyang. His eyes full of love looked at his nephew who was no longer innocent, and continued:

"Using your intelligence, you understood the loneliness of adults and the wrong values ​​​​of adults from this book at a young age. At that time, you were innocent and carefree. I will give you everything that is good. Even if I hold you in my hand, I feel that I don’t love you enough. Because you are our future and our continuation. Just like the meaning expressed in this fairy tale, why don’t we want to be treated as a baby by us? You are always innocent and innocent, and you will always live real and not hypocritical. But now that you have grown up, I think, needless to say, you should also have a deep understanding that there are too many unavoidable things in the adult world, Is it right?"

"Second uncle, thank you for so many years!"

After growing up, Meng Zhiyang is indeed no longer naive, and he doesn't even have sensational language to express his emotions.

"Silly boy, Second Uncle never needs your thanks. Besides, even if you want to thank you, the person you should thank is not here."

"The person my second uncle mentioned is the person I'm least willing to thank."

Meng Zhiyang knew that Meng Yibo was going to take the opportunity to speak good words for old Mr. Meng again.Since he was a child, he has heard the same thing countless times, but because of his hatred for Mr. Meng, he has never listened to it once.It's the same now, subconsciously, he just doesn't want to hear it!

"Xiaoyang, do you know that the person you don't want to thank has been ill for a whole month."

Meng Zhiyang's hands tightened tightly, his eyes flickered, and a strange and confused mood crept into his heart, but he remained silent.

"This is not the first time he has been so seriously ill. He is getting older and older. He clearly remembers his only grandson, but he never speaks out."

"Second uncle doesn't need to exaggerate, he can live a long life if he is in good health. Besides, he will be fine for a day without seeing me return to Meng's house."

Meng Zhiyang's heart is very complicated. He doesn't want to know about the situation of old man Meng, but he can't help being entangled when he hears that old man Meng is sick.

"Did you know that your grandfather fell ill seven years ago and almost died!"

"Really, isn't he living well now?"

Meng Zhiyang's words were still ruthless, but his heart twitched.In his concept, Mrs. Meng is simply an indestructible existence.Even if you are sick and cough twice at most, it is impossible to get sick all at once.

Meng Yibo ignored his nephew's sarcastic remarks and continued:

"Seven years ago, on the day of your parents' death, that is, your birthday. When you announced that you would move out of the ancestral house and left without hesitation, your grandfather fell ill. After that, it became more and more serious, and when he fell into a coma, he said All the nonsense that you talk about is inseparable from the word "Xiaoyang". Do you know that you hate grandpa, but grandpa never gave up loving you."

"Second Uncle, stop talking, it's none of my business, and please don't try to convince me that I can forgive everything because he loves me."

"you.……."

"I'm here today for the agreement of my last marriage, and I want to change the content of the agreement."

"That's an agreement between you and grandpa. If you want to change the agreement, you should go back and talk to your grandpa."

Although Meng Yibo didn't know what Meng Zhiyang wanted to change by changing the content of the agreement, he also knew that it should have something to do with Lian Wuyi.It's just that Meng Zhiyang doesn't know that what he wants to fight for doesn't require any effort at all.

However, he didn't intend to stand up for old man Meng, even if he could actually "negotiate" with Meng Zhiyang on behalf of old man Meng.

"Second Uncle doesn't need to bother creating opportunities for me to meet him. I know Second Uncle can decide, because what I want to negotiate is related to inheriting the Meng family. You can say what you want to inherit the Meng family, don't you?"

"I'm very filial, of course your grandpa has the final say on such a big matter."

"Second Uncle pretends to be stupid and filial on purpose, meaning he won't talk to me?"

Looking at Meng Yibo's expression of "staying out of the matter", Meng Zhiyang knew that coming to the Mengshi Building today was a mistake.