I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

Cheng Yan looked over nervously, his heart almost jumping into his throat.

Meng Yuan forgot about him and looked extremely ugly. She no longer paid attention to the hard work that Meng Xiancai had arranged for her, and turned around to leave.

Cheng Yan saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly chased after him: "Sister, sister, wait!"

Meng Yuan looked at him coldly, her eyes moved to his hand that was holding her arm tightly: "Let go, who allowed you to touch me with your dirty hands?"

Cheng Yan's eyes flashed with gloom, and he retracted his hand with a wince. He asked anxiously: "Sister, you just...don't you really believe the lies Qiao Yuan made up? I treat you as my own. How could my sister harm you? Qiao Yuan is talking nonsense, you must not believe her plan to divorce her!"

"Why are you so nervous?" Meng Yuan stared at him: "Did I say that I believed her words? The way you look...couldn't you be feeling guilty?"

Meng Yuan has a film and television acting background, so she knows how to grasp subtle micro-expressions very well, but Cheng Yan clearly looks guilty and tough-tongued.

"What guilt do I have! What am I...I saw you turning around and leaving. I thought you believed Qiao Yuan's nonsense..."

"Don't talk to me about these useless things. You know very well what you have done."

The driver of the Meng family drove over. Meng Yuan got into the car and looked at him coldly through the window: "I will investigate these matters carefully. You will know at a glance whether I have been wronged or not."

As she spoke, she ordered the driver in front of her: "Drive!"

The driver's voice was filled with hesitation: "Miss... the young master hasn't come up yet. You can't get a taxi in this villa area..."

"You don't understand what I say? You have been in our family for so many years and you don't know who to listen to? Do you know the Meng family's last name? Drive!"

The driver glanced at Cheng Yan through the window and started the engine after hesitation.

"Sister! Sister!!" Cheng Yan looked at the car speeding past and stomped on the grass on the roadside twice in anger.

"Hey, you really have no quality."

Only then did Cheng Yan notice that Qiao Yuan hadn't left yet, and immediately looked at him angrily.

"Just now, Master Cheng mocked me for being nothing after leaving the Fu family. Now I see that the most pitiable one is actually you. Tsk, tsk, you are so pitiful. Why were you left here? Why don't you shout in this villa area? See if anyone will come to pick you up. Master Cheng has just become famous a few days ago and everyone in the circle knows about it. If you shout, he may be so powerful that hundreds of people respond."

Cheng Yan's back teeth were almost broken. He was about to want her to get out but then he remembered that he was now on the Fu family's territory and might be thrown out. He had to swallow his anger angrily. .

Qiao Yuan patted his bicycle and said generously: "I am showing mercy today, how about you ride away on my bicycle?"

Cheng Yan glanced at the pink mountain bike, his brows knitted into a knot, he turned his head angrily, couldn't bear it anymore and ran forward for a while, just wanting to stay away from Qiao Yuan. He planned to wait until the intersection ahead to call Meng Xian to complain. If Meng Yuan treated him like this, he would definitely not give her anything good to eat.

Qiao Yuan looked at his hastily escaping figure and pushed her bicycle home in a good mood.

*

Meng Yuan was thinking about finding someone to investigate this matter on the way. She had no relevant connections, and her mother ignored what was going on outside the window. As for Meng Xiancai, she couldn't trust it.

Meng Yuan thought about it and contacted her uncle's people.

Not long after the supplier incident happened, the cause was that a building run by the Meng family collapsed after a heavy rain. The investigation revealed that inferior raw materials were used. Because there was no opening of the market, there were no casualties, but such a bad thing naturally had a serious impact, and it was Meng Xian who spent a lot of money to suppress it.

Meng Yuan knew nothing about what happened at home. If it hadn't been for Qiao Yuan's reminder today, she would never have noticed that she had become the scapegoat without knowing it.

She has never handled any of the company's projects, so how could she be so evil-minded as to buy inferior raw materials.

It was assumed that these things were pushed to her by Cheng Yan. It was impossible for Meng Xiancai not to know about these things, but why would he allow Cheng Yan to label him randomly?

Meng Yuan was confused for a moment and planned to reject the recent announcement and rest for two days.

Two days later, his uncle specially called Meng Yuan to his home.

"Have you investigated clearly?" Meng Yuan entered the study.

The uncle's expression was heavy and he gestured to Meng Yuan to look at the computer screen: "Cheng Yan was responsible for the supplier's affairs. He wanted to get profits from it, but he didn't expect something to happen, so he pushed the matter to you. Look here again. …”

The uncle slid the mouse up and down with a serious expression: "When I sent someone to investigate, I found that what he did was much more exciting than we imagined."

Meng Yuan followed her uncle's gaze and saw two pages of documents clearly listing Cheng Yan's criminal evidence.

It turns out that this is not the first time that he has put a shit basin on his head. There are many other things like this...

No wonder the people on the company's board of directors looked down upon him and instead loved Cheng Yan very much. Originally, she thought it was because she rebelled and entered the entertainment industry, but now she has become more than this level. In the minds of those old antiques, she is probably the sinner who will ruin Meng's future.

The uncle lit a cigarette: "These things are not easy. Cheng Yan can't do it alone. There are people behind him to protect him."

"You mean...my dad?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's him." The uncle sighed: "He is in charge of the Meng family. Even if others don't know about it, how could he not know it right under his nose?"

He sneered coldly: "I've known for a long time that your father favors boys over girls and doesn't value you. If your mother hadn't hurt her body due to too many miscarriages, Meng Xiancai would definitely have insisted on giving birth to a son. But I didn't expect that he was confused back then, and now he is What’s even more confusing is that he actually operated on his own daughter for the sake of an adopted son who is not related by blood..."

Meng Yuan also lowered her head seriously.

The uncle immediately said: "You handle this matter first, I will put pressure on the Meng family, and we must not let them be so lawless!"

*

When Meng Yuan came home, they were having dinner at home. Hua Ping sat aside and looked at the newly made manicure, while Meng Xiancai was picking up food for Cheng Yan. From a distance, it looked very warm and harmonious, like a father and son.

"Daddy, I can't live without your support all this way. Come, let me toast you."

"I have grown up so well. I have matured a lot since I came back from abroad." Meng Xiancai nodded with a smile and raised his cup.

Hua Ping raised her head when she saw this: "There will be a charity dinner later, so we'd better drink less wine."

Meng Xiancai glared at her after hearing this: "What do you know? How can a man not drink?"