Wordless Love [Rebirth]

The situation of the Meng family in Haicheng is not as good as in Shencheng, and their actions are different from the low-key in Shencheng before, and they spare no effort in corporate publicity.

Following the high-profile signing and cooperation with Yonghui at the press conference, and the official launch of Meng's signboard, the commemorative ceremony for the 28th anniversary of Meng's establishment also kicked off vigorously.

For consumers, it is a half-month discount for Mengshi clothing, while for the industry, it is how to deal with the invitation letter of the commemorative reception.

To be more honest, contacting Meng's excellent handwriting during the half a year since he entered Haicheng, he knows that there is no harm in dealing with him.Those who were still watching or were short-sighted all took Zhao's attitude as a weathervane.

Of course, Mrs. Zhao was invited, but it was not in the name of Zhao Lingyu. On the contrary, the invitation letter was delivered to Mr. Zhao's public relations department in a regular manner. Not only Mrs. Zhao, but also the other family members, the Li family and the Meng family, were not included.

Meng shi's actions like this are obviously for a joke, but Zhao shi is already in the ranks of people who are quite friendly, and it seems reasonable to invite other people, and the human relationships involved are not uncomplicated.

Mrs. Zhao received dozens of such invitations a day, and it was rare for one of them to be rejected by Mrs. Zhao on the phone, but it was not easy to deal with this invitation letter today.

Since it was a matter of business, Zhao's public relations minister directly presented the invitation letter to the head of the family.

Montenegro?

After seeing Meng Hui's flamboyant signing, Zhao Erbo directly called his nephew to come up, and it was up to him how he wanted to do this matter.It's obvious that he doesn't mind even if he puts on the Zhao family's signboard and openly praises the Meng family. The nephew is used to the appearance of wanting nothing. ?

Hey, maybe it's good to see him as the second uncle, and take over this burden as soon as possible!

Having lived together for a long time, it was inevitable that he would acquire some of Meng Chilang's habits. At this time, Zhao Lingyu raised his eyebrows, and accepted the kindness of the second uncle with a half-smile expression.

On the night of the banquet, the most surprising thing was not the presence of the head of the Zhao family's public relations, but a vice president of the Bai family who came to congratulate him with gifts, and then Lan, Wu and even the Li family all sent congratulatory gifts. The atmosphere of the banquet reached a climax.

On such an occasion, it is inevitable that the Chi family will be neglected, but it does not mean that this will make some people feel at ease.

"Where is it, my brother-in-law's ability still needs your old Tan to tell me, even if I am a big brother, I have to compare with him-" The speaker gave a thumbs up, patted Meng Hui on the shoulder, and talked about it with a smile .

It was the eldest son of the Chi family and Chi Jingshu's elder brother.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Chen? It's been a long time. You can't run away when you make a golf appointment next time. Come on, Ah Hui, let's get acquainted. This is Mr. Chen from Haichuan."

"That's right, this is Xiao Lang. He was studying abroad before. I don't see my uncle a few times a year. You don't think it's unfamiliar, but my nephew really has nothing to say."

"Haha, I have to ask what Ah Hui means. I'm more than 1 happy to find me as a matchmaker."

The whole night was filled with his uncle's thunderous voice, and Meng Chilang felt a headache.Looking at his father's smiling face from beginning to end, he was overwhelmed with admiration.Finally, he was waved by his mother and got rid of his uncle's devilish voice. Meng Chilang hadn't had time to cast a grateful look at his mother, so he didn't think he was out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den!

"Mom, please forgive me!"

While pouring wine for his mother, Meng Chilang begged.

Chi Jingshu stared, she still had such a polite smile on her face, but pinched her son's waist fiercely with her fingers, "support me." Then she pushed her excellent son to the entanglement with a smile on her face. In front of the female relatives of others, let others boast and be slaughtered.

With her skills, in these atmospheres that are constantly mixed with Haicheng dialect and the strong smell of makeup, she asked her sister-in-law to blend in like this, and she had to hold the corners of her eyes to prevent her crow's feet from showing her crow's feet when facing these bright red nails and smiling Even Mrs. Fu couldn't bear it anymore.

Anyway, her husband handled those people like a fish in water, and she was merciless in pulling her son over to protect her from disaster.

Meng Chilang had a smile on his face, and he seemed to be a gentleman when facing the lady. He stood considerately in a position that could well block the toast and perfume for his mother, chatting and laughing.

"I heard from your aunt that you are a designer. What do you think of my outfit today?"

After talking about appearance, talking about academic qualifications, and then career.

Meng Chilang said: "You are very beautiful today, but I think you are not the most beautiful. Your waistline is very beautiful. I have never seen anyone who is more suitable for wearing a cheongsam than you."

The speaker was coaxed into elation, boasting that he could coax people.

Meng Chilang smiled sincerely and roared in his heart, I have never seen anyone who can ruin Chanel more than you!Please don't squeeze the lump of fat on your chest when you are too old, it is unsightly!

"Then what do you think of me?"

It was a young lady who was speaking, holding her mother's hand. After saying this, she didn't know what to be excited about, and stuck out her tongue with her mother.

Others may not be Meng Chilang's specialty, but in terms of dressing up, how venomous Meng Chilang can be, and how hypocritical he can say in front of these ladies.

The ladies present liked him very much.

Such a person is young, handsome, gentle, and full of humor in his jokes. He can boast of dogtail grass as a rose with one mouth, and it is hard for women not to like him.

Some wives even said to his mother like this: "It's amazing, I think your family may be deceiving people, and the little girl who will marry in the future will have to watch it hard."

Chi Jingshu: "Hehe, this kid has been sweet since he was a child. Sometimes I get so angry that I can't bear to say anything after being coaxed by him."

A charming smile.

The topic suddenly turned to Meng Chilang's other half. The famous saying implied that it was necessary to bring a few words of his own daughter. Meng Chilang was overwhelmed by the disturbance, but still smiled, sometimes shy and sometimes echoed, even he himself could hardly see down.

Seeing her son's expression froze, Chi Jingshu felt a little guilty: "Hold on, baby."

Meng Chilang looked at her quietly for three seconds, resigned to his fate.

When the phone in his pocket rang, he glanced at the message, and Meng Chilang finally came back to life.

"Mom, it's not that I won't help you. Zhao Lingyu is outside, and you know it's inconvenient for him to come in." Tonight is lively enough, and Chi Jingshu also thinks that if this Prince Zhao comes to intervene, I am afraid that the entertainment tonight will be even worse. It's terrible, and the next days will not stop. After weighing it, my lord mother is finally ready to play.

Zhao Lingyu had been waiting outside for a long time, and now he estimated that he was about to lose his hold, so he came to the rescue.

Sure enough, Meng Chilang had a mournful face, his head paralyzed on the seat, motionless, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was exhausted. Seeing that he didn't even complain to Zhao Lingyu, it was obvious that he was really exhausted now.

He smelled mixed with perfume, Zhao Lingyu frowned, rubbing his aching temple with his hand instead.

Meng Chilang turned his head and glanced at him, then suddenly rushed over, plunged his head into the hollow of his shoulder, and took a few deep breaths.

"My nose is going to be broken..." He murmured in a low voice, with indescribable grievances.

Zhao Lingyu's expression softened, he touched his hairy head in distress, patted his back comfortingly, and hugged him gently.

Meng Chilang finally felt better, raised his head and pointed to his face, showing a 'smiling' skin that had been hanging on his face all night, "Look, just like a fool." After cursing, Meng Chilang's face It collapsed immediately.

"Hey, take me back, boss." Meng Chilang called out to him with a smile in the deep city dialect that he hadn't spoken for a long time, acting like a spoiled child.

Zhao Lingyu pressed his fingers on his forehead, and said: I brought you something to eat, do you want it?

I also know that it is impossible, Meng has put so much effort into this banquet, it would be shameful for him, the little prince, to leave it halfway, not to mention that if he demolishes his father's stage and enjoys this night, tomorrow will be Get ready to die.

Meng Chilang also understood, but he still couldn't help being depressed.

"I don't want to eat it, it's uncomfortable to be full of champagne."

Zhao Lingyu hugged him and changed his posture so that he could stretch, put his hands on his stomach and rubbed him.Meng Chilang held his other hand and pressed it to his face. Except when some kind of blood circulation was too intense, Zhao Lingyu's hand temperature was always low, and the coolness was very comfortable.

"It doesn't work." Leaning on Zhao Lingyu's chest for a while, Meng Chilang let out a muffled sound. He patted Zhao Lingyu's massage hand to tell him not to bother.

"I can't imagine my future life..." After saying this, Meng Chilang stopped quickly.With such a relationship with Zhao Lingyu, some things can't be said, because Zhao Lingyu has become another main reason for his instability.

If the Meng family is like this, the Zhao family may be even more terrifying.

He is not ignorant, it is difficult to be with Zhao Lingyu, it is even more difficult to go on, there are too many things to face - their family background, their unacceptable same-sex relationship, there are too many obstacles.Looking at it now, even if they finally came together, no matter how much they sacrificed before, he couldn't imagine how beautiful those days were.

Just looking at what happened tonight, in the future... if they really get together in the future, he must have to deal with it more than his mother...

Meng Chilang glared at Zhao Lingyu, and quickly put an end to this hateful association!

What is the comparison between him and his mother!

Get angry when you think about it.

Zhao Lingyu looked down at him, with a faint but real smile on his face.

You can do whatever you want.

Zhao Lingyu said so.

He is not just talking, now or in the future, what he is doing or future struggle is just because of this sentence.

He worked so hard to change himself, to do things he would not have done before, and to open up his territory drastically, not to make him face greater pressure in the future.He just wants to hold enough bargaining chips in his hands so that their respective families and even the whole society cannot shake their relationship.

If he can't let him do whatever he wants, wouldn't the regained life be a complete failure.

Meng Chilang saw his seriousness, which made him feel a strange and warm feeling, maybe it was moved, or maybe there was something more than moved.

That revitalized his smile wantonly.

"Uh huh, I can do whatever I want? This is what you said!" He grabbed his face and pulled out various shapes wantonly to vent his boredom tonight. The two of them quarreled in the narrow space of the driver's seat. Noisy, twisted into a ball.

Be careful.

No more fooling around.

Meng Chilang couldn't see what Zhao Lingyu said, so he could only hold him carefully to prevent him from bumping into the steering wheel.

She was really tossed by him to no end, so she simply pressed him on the seat, protecting him in an absolutely safe embrace, blocking all unsafe possibilities.

Meng Chilang stopped, panted for a while, and pulled him down by his collar.

kiss.

It's hot.

Meng Chilang discovered that even though he often couldn't accept the depth of skin-to-skin contact, he was more likely to have such an impulse than this person.

What Meng Chilang didn't know was that Zhao Lingyu was only superior in control.

Two men, with such feelings for each other, how could they have no desire.

Zhao Lingyu was worse than him, his feelings were too deep and stronger, hugging him with the affection of two lifetimes, all he endured was inhuman torture.Some things have been longed for for too long. Once you touch them, how can you take care of them carelessly, afraid of bumping into them, and even more afraid of being destroyed.

He has so many more years of tempering and precipitation than the current Meng Chilang, so some things are naturally not as frivolous as young people.What's more, how to control himself so as not to make him uncomfortable is almost something that he spent more than ten years learning and doing in his previous life, and he has long been used to restraining himself in front of Meng Chilang.

I don't want him to escape, I don't want him to be disgusted, I only have to learn to behave myself.

But if this baby provoked him by himself, it would be a different matter!

A car exiting the field passed by, and the bright headlights swept across the black body. Through the isolation film, one could vaguely see entangled blurred figures, and then drove past without much interest.

"Take it easy..." Meng Chilang couldn't stand it anymore, and his voice was low and depressed: "I want you to look good after biting it!"

Until Meng Chilang couldn't take it anymore and shouted to stop.

He moved, motioning for the other party to take some damn hand out of his clothes.

Meng Chilang glared at him, leaning on the back of the chair to calm himself down.

Zhao Lingyu's eyes dimmed, but he was still obedient.

He started to tuck his crumpled shirt back into his trousers neatly, stared at a certain part of the other party's reaction for a while, and was rudely pulled back by Meng Chilang with a blushing face.

"No, I don't need it." He said hastily, straightened his suit jacket, and buttoned it up again. The time and occasion were not suitable, and he was not mentally prepared, "Be honest."

Someone is in a worse situation than he is.

Zhao Lingyu looked at it for a while, and started to arrange the shirt on his chest that was exposed outside the suit.The three buttons on his shirt were always unused, and he felt restrained by buttoning them, and besides, there was no pressure to expose them, the muscles on that part were very tough and very beautiful.

Meng Chilang couldn't see his current situation when he was in his arms, so he accepted his kindness.

but--

"Depend on!"

"Zhao Lingyu, you are finished!"

"Relax, you're still here!"

Zhao Lingyu was buried in his chest, motionless as a mountain, gnawing greedily.

The third button of the shirt was neatly opened, and the exposed part of the skin was branded with a deep hickey and tooth marks in someone's unexpected action.

That night, when Meng Chilang returned to the team, his expression was a bit serious.

The buttons of the shirt are neat and tight, and they are tightly buttoned. He can only walk in a mature and indifferent style, but can he still be bold and unrestrained!