Wordless Love [Rebirth]

Zhao Lingyu was really nervous.

However, last night Meng Chilang finally stopped him from drinking too much, and he looked normal when he returned home. Although he guessed whether the other party had hidden some ultimate means, he was also relieved.

After waiting for two days, when Meng Chilang didn't say a word about the so-called 'one thousand cups don't get drunk', Zhao Lingyu felt a sense of crisis.

That night, when he was massaging Meng Chilang who was working hard, Zhao Lingyu's hot fingers from rubbing essential oil scratched his back.

Meng Chilang shrugged his shoulders, changed the direction of his face against the folded arms, and kept his eyes closed, letting him stop in moderation.

Zhao Lingyu made persistent efforts.

"Fixed? Then I'll sleep."

Zhao Lingyu hurriedly stopped the person who turned over and wanted to sleep. What he was most worried about was that Meng Chilang would use cold violence to solve the matter. Meng Chilang's current behavior is very normal, but it is too normal, which makes Zhao Lingyu, who fully understands that he must repay others, feel his heart torment.

He bit Meng Chilang's lip, ignoring what he had written, that would only let him watch himself speak.

Meng Chilang snorted, "What do you want to talk about?"

Meng Meng.

Zhao Lingyu begged for mercy.

So he snorted: "Then tell me, what did you do wrong?"

The words 'I was wrong' were written on the back.

I shouldn't have lied to you.

"Are you apologizing for the established fact now? Then I accept your apology. No matter what, I can't change the fact that I have been fooled by you for so long!" At the end, Meng Chilang gave him a cool look .

I... you can do whatever you want.

Zhao Lingyu received his hint, and it would be impossible to let him take revenge.

Meng Chilang was happy, and now he would no longer play the role of a poor person, and quickly ran out the door. When he came back, he had already brought back the murder weapon in his hand - a bright red lipstick!

...Meng Meng, can I appeal?

Seeing Meng Chilang approaching step by step, Zhao Lingyu's ominous hunch was confirmed again.

"Of course." Meng Chilang laughed, "This judge dismisses the appeal!"

So Mr. Zhao, who wore a shocking flaming red lip makeup, was forever engraved on Meng Chilang's phone.Putting away the booty, Meng Chilang was extremely happy: "Next time you dare to play this childish trick with me, I will wash this into the largest size and hang it in our living room!"

Zhao Lingyu nodded while enjoying his rude wiping.

Zhao Lingyu overlooked one point. The stingy person in his arms is also an ordinary person addicted to love. Although he was a little annoyed when he exposed someone's low-level trick of pursuing him, it was more of a sweetness.

A person like him can do such stupid things for himself, which shows how much thought he put into himself.

The self who is loved more is a person who knows how to cherish and cherish blessings, who is so stupid to care about these details.

The days passed by like water, and the Meng couple, who had spared a circle of Europe, went to the Americas on a whim.Meng Chilang attends meetings every three days and one meeting every five days. Sometimes he has to come out to accompany and socialize with big clients, and his life is even more busy.

The newcomer assessment is also in full swing. The showroom on the third floor is open, and models are wearing clothes on the catwalk. In addition to the veterans of Meng's design department who participated in the evaluation, there are also photographers.

These photos are mainly used in Meng's Enterprise Monthly, and a local influential fashion magazine in Haicheng also attended. The photographer is a newly hired returnee from the magazine. He came to Meng's to see how this company can represent Haicheng. How capable is the Meng family who is at the pinnacle of clothing design in the city and even in the mainland.

Unexpectedly, I really encountered a big surprise here.

"This gentleman, yes, it's you. Are you interested in being my plane model? Your qualifications are really good!" The photographer who was specially invited to comment on the work got up, but stared at Meng Chilang, apparently forgetting in excitement. got to the point.

Gentleman Meng Chilang smiled, "Thank you, but isn't my or my colleague's work attractive to you?"

The photographer scratched his head and spoke in a polite manner.

He didn't give up, and after several visits to Meng Chilang, he was ruthlessly rejected. If the editor-in-chief hadn't sent out assignments without warning, he might still be persistent.

"Did you put someone by my side?" Meng Chilang asked after getting into the car, letting him fasten his seat belt and stealing fragrance from his own lips, with a laugh.

His tone seemed to be asking him what to eat tonight, Zhao Lingyu paused, looked at him carefully, and nodded.

Meng Chilang said 'Oh', and did not continue the topic, but asked, "Do we eat at home or outside?"

……

Zhao Lingyu turned the key, stopped again, and looked back at him.

Meng Chilang was amused by his troubled appearance, "Okay, I'm just asking. I thought it was a bit of a coincidence before, as if some people who appeared by my side were not so suitable, they always disappeared from my sight very quickly. inside."

Zhao Lingyu's eyes moved slightly, he stretched out his hand to touch his smiling face, and said seriously: "It won't happen in the future."

He knew that he was smart, and being able to bring up the discomfort in his heart so lightly was a chance for him to resolve the conflict.He always knows how to simplify things easily, unlike him, who is always cautious and self-defeating.

Just like now, he leaned forward and kissed himself, which ended his anxiety.

"Okay, drive! I know you have your arrangements, as long as it doesn't affect my normal friendship, I support your decision."

Compared with himself, he is always surprisingly honest.

After the assessment, the ten newcomers, including Meng Chilang, were successfully promoted from assistant designers to junior designers, able to start independent design, and most of them also changed their supervisors.

The reason why it is said to be most is because one person has excellent grades, but exposed a small flaw and 'has to' stay with the old man.

It's not Meng Chilang, but Chang Cheng who dreams of.

I don't know who took the initiative to break the ambiguity, the relationship between the two became much clearer, and Meng Chilang was also happy for Chang Cheng.He was assigned under the name of the head of the design department and became his assistant. In addition to design, he also learned management from him, and his work became more and more fulfilling.

On this day, Zhao Lingyu went out to sea as scheduled to inspect the progress of the construction project around the island. On the return trip, the butler who was waiting on the dock personally invited him back to Lu's house.

"Uncle Dong, come here in person, what's the matter with grandpa?"

Ying Jie, who relayed it like this, was also puzzled. Uncle Dong, as the housekeeper of the Zhao family, has an extraordinary status. The juniors would treat him a little bit when he saw him. If it wasn't for a very important matter, Mr. Lu wouldn't have asked him to invite someone in person. .It's not that the old man is still worried that the young master won't give him face, right?

Uncle Dong smiled, "What can he do when he is idle at home." This is not polite, but it is also true, "However, the old man played chess with other family members these days, and many of them talked about his younger generation. Young Master Sun has reached this age."

Zhao Lingyu's eyebrows moved slightly, he looked at Uncle Dong for a while, and nodded slightly.

Ying Jie felt as if he was scratching a few times in his heart, the old man finally couldn't wait to arrange a blind date for the young master?God, I have to pierce the sky now!

He wasn't worried about Meng Chilang's misunderstanding, he was worried that the old man's heart couldn't bear it!He dared to bet the loyalty of his counterpart that the young master must be telling the truth!Is this true?

The grandpa and grandson were not at war with each other as Ying Jie had imagined. The old man seemed to ask the capable butler to invite his dearest grandson home to play chess. He lost five games in a row, and he was still smiling.

Hey.

The chess piece landed on the chessboard and made a crisp sound. The old man picked up another chess piece and watched Zhao Lingyu's next move intently. He seemed to think about it for a while, and when he made the next move, he said, "Ling Yu, you are not young. Have you figured it out?"

Zhao Lingyu looked up at him, didn't answer, just speeded up, and ended the game after a few moves.

"Hey, you brat!" Losing too quickly and without any suspense, the old man cursed unhappily, but Zhao Lingyu would not accompany him if he wanted to come again.

Grandpa, just say it straight.

Zhao Lingyu's face was indifferent, so quiet that the old man finally pulled his face away.

"It seems that you don't want to give me an explanation." Mr. Lu's face was very ugly, "You really make good use of resources, using the group of people left by your grandfather to destroy grandpa's ears and eyes, isn't it very Have the ability?"

When he heard the news, Mr. Lu was furious!

After such a long time, until today, he finally got the clue from an old friend with a broken mouth!Before that, he had never even heard of any rumors, just because there was such a group of people around Zhao Lingyu, if he didn't want him to know something, he would definitely be able to block him from listening to it!

And he really did it!

You know it all.

"Shouldn't I know?!" Mr. Lu's voice revealed coldness, and his eyes became sharper, "In this case, immediately make a break with that brat of the Meng family! You are the heir of my Zhao family, everyone in the Zhao family It's all your responsibility, you know what to do!"

Zhao Lingyu raised his eyebrows, and smiled under the old man's terrifying pressure.

Grandpa, you should know that those people were not the only ones that my grandfather left for me.

Mr. Lu froze suddenly!

He looked at Zhao Lingyu in disbelief, did he intend to—

Zhao Lingyu: Grandpa, this heir, you may have to find someone else.If you want to remove me from the Zhao family, I will follow your arrangement.

Removal?

He actually threatened his father's father? !

Mr. Lu was so angry that he almost smashed the chessboard.Zhao Lingyu is obviously confident, what is he relying on?After the old man died, he really didn't know what he left for this grandson, but one thing is certain, the power of the old man was taken back by the country, but the property under his name, as far as he knew, his As the only daughter of the old man, his daughter-in-law was just in case. He always thought that he was afraid that the money would come from an unknown source, and he felt that he would not implicate future generations, so he returned the property to the country together with those shady transactions.

Facts have proved that he was wrong!

He never thought that the only daughter didn't inherit, so why did he think highly of his grandson?At that time, Zhao Lingyu was just a child with a yellow mouth!

This, this old thing! !

"What? You have been raised by the Zhao family for so many years, and you plan to repay me like this for the boy surnamed Meng?" Mr. Lu stood on the table and refused to give in.

Zhao Lingyu sighed: Grandpa, his name is Meng Chilang, you can call him Xiaolang, or Xiaomeng.

"You! You really pissed me off!" He yelled angrily, "Old Dongtou! Don't hide from me and pretend to be dead! Bring me family law! I have to teach this unfilial son a lesson today!! "