The vengeful tyrant always spoils me [entertainment circle]

Nie Huanlin blinked and repeated what he said just now: "Meng'er. Can't I call you that?"

Looking at him, Meng Jingyan didn't seem to know the special meaning of this title, thinking it might be just a coincidence, she lowered her head and fiddled with the wontons in the bowl: "Besides my mother, you are the second person in the world to call me that .”

Nie Huanlin wanted to hold back but couldn't, and asked knowingly, "The first one is the one who wants to marry you?"

Meng Jingyan nodded. Although he didn't ask Nie Huanlin explicitly, he was in a delicate mood now. He always felt that when he was with Nie Huanlin, he thought of Little Shadow more often.

He was retrieving other things related to Little Shadow in his mind when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Sit still, I'll take a look." Nie Huanlin pressed Meng Jingyan on the seat, got up and went to the living room.

Meng Jingyan waited in the dining room for a while, but she didn't see Nie Huanlin coming back, so she wrapped her nightgown tightly, and went to look for him with her slippers on.

"Jingyan is still resting, you can just tell me if you have anything to do." As soon as Meng Jingyan arrived in the living room, she found Nie Huanlin looking at the intercom screen coldly, with a chill of resistance all over her body.

"Who is it?" Meng Jingyan brushed her still hair back a little, trying to look past Nie Huanlin at the screen.

Nie Huanlin didn't want to let outsiders see him, he held him in his arms: "Say it's your mother and brother."

A soft female voice came from the screen: "Hey, Yanyan is here! It's Chinese New Year, and you didn't say to contact us. Mom brought my younger brother to see you."

Ever since something happened to the Meng family, Song Yulan dumped the mess on Meng Jingyan and took Wang Yisheng to join her new husband. Now that she appeared, it must be the weasel who gave the chicken New Year's greetings, with no good intentions.

Meng Jingyan snorted coldly, turned to look at the woman on the screen and said, "Don't be ridiculous, my mother died long ago, don't say it's unlucky when it's Chinese New Year. I also have a younger brother, but it must not be born by you , You probably went to the wrong house."

"Meng Jingyan! Keep your mouth clean!" Wang Yisheng suddenly stopped behind Song Yulan and pointed at the camera.

"Hey, Yanyan was just joking, don't want to be angry." Song Yulan stopped Wang Yisheng from behind, and forced a stiff smile on her face covered with botox: "Hey, we only watched the news. Knowing that you are married, the other party is still such a big family. You see, there are still people holding cameras at the door to take pictures during the Chinese New Year, making us stand outside for a long time... Isn't it bad?"

"If you feel bad, get out." Meng Jingyan had nothing to do with Song Yulan's mother and son, and was about to hang up the video when she heard Song Yulan say, "I packed up the photos of your biological mother a few days ago, and you are still in them. Good boy! I brought it here as a New Year’s gift for you today, I thought you would like it very much.”

Meng Jingyan didn't know why her mother's photo was in Song Yulan's hands. This woman has always had a lot of tricks. Now she said that she has a photo in her hand. It should be true, but there must be another trick.

Meng Jingyan was silent, and slowly curled up her fingers.

Ever since Song Yulan entered the Meng family, there was not a single photo of Meng Jingyan's mother left. The house is full of group photos of Meng Yukun and Song Yulan's mother and son, with one or two photos of Meng Jingyan here and there. It was as if there had never been another woman.

After so many years, Meng Jingyan can't even remember her mother's face, most of the time it's just a soft and vague shadow.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't want her.

Meng Jingyan was silent for a few seconds, and opened the gate of the courtyard.

Song Yulan entered the door, as if she had never had any disagreements with Meng Jingyan, and greeted the two of them eagerly: "Seeing that President Nie has taken good care of our Jingyan, he looks really good."

Meng Jingyan was too lazy to make useless circles with her, and directly reached out to her: "Where are the photos?"

Song Yulan took the time to brush her hair, then forced a smirk and said, "I haven't been back to this old house for a long time. I think it's pretty neat. Are you two used to living here?"

Meng Jingyan could tell that Song Yulan was holding back, she would not have given him the photo unless she said it out, so she simply followed her with her hands and waited for her to finish her trick.

Meng's house is very big, and Song Yulan still pretends to be a hostess, pointing to Wang Yisheng, "Son, do you remember that swing? You made it with your brother when you were young", and "Originally said Get a double room for the two of you to bond with each other, but at that time your brother had a personality and refused to say anything. But we all know that your brother knows how to let you go, and misses you for everything to eat and play. "

She babbled on and on, making a circle around Meng's house, and literally described Meng Jingyan and Wang Yisheng as brothers and sisters, making Meng Jingyan feel nauseous again.

In the end, Song Yulan even made herself a cup of tea, and said politely to herself, "We are all from our own family, so we can do it ourselves."

When Song Yulan's mother and son finally sat down, Meng Jingyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and asked directly: "What conditions do you want to exchange for the photo?"

Song Yulan then slowly opened the buckle of the clutch bag, and took out a ziplock bag from inside: "We are all a family, Yanyan, don't talk so nonsense."

Meng Jingyan knew that Song Yulan's trip must have no good intentions, but his eyes couldn't help being attracted by the thin and transparent ziplock bag on the table.

There were probably only two or three photos in there, the ziplock bag was a little wrinkled, and only the top one could be vaguely seen. On it, a young woman was holding a small child in her arms. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she could see it. Out women and children are laughing.

Nie Huanlin sat down next to Meng Jingyan, put his hands on his back naturally, facing Song Yulan's mother and daughter, and said in a completely business-like tone: "Ms. Since you have this intention, you might as well tell me what gift you want in return."

Although these words were beautiful, they actually meant the same thing as what Meng Jingyan said, they were both asking Song Yulan what the hell she was up to.

Sure enough, Song Yulan had to use this language to communicate. She pushed the photo towards Meng Jingyan, and the cat's eye green manicure shone with a sly luster: "This is a gift, so there are no conditions."

Meng Jingyan almost used all his strength to control himself not to take the photo on the table immediately, because he knew that it might be a trap.

Song Yulan took a sip of tea, put down the teacup lightly, looked at Meng Jingyan with great interest, and asked softly: "However, apart from reminiscing about the past, I also want to talk to Yanyan about the matter."

Meng Jingyan raised her eyes, waiting for her next words.

"You know, I have lived in this house for many years. Although the fate with the Meng family ended later, I still have feelings." Song Yulan gently rubbed her neat fingertips and said softly: "I also I know that the house is now under Mr. Nie's name, but you two are still a family, so I want to ask for favors. You can give me the house, and the price is negotiable."

"Don't think about it!" Meng Jingyan jumped up from the chair, her beautiful eyes were full of hatred: "Have you done harm to the Meng family? How dare you covet the Meng family's house! Get out of my house!"

Song Yulan, however, didn't seem to feel his hatred at all, and continued to say slowly: "Yanyan, I didn't come to quarrel with you. You see, you are with Mr. Nie, and the dowry is a debt, which is not decent. Yeah. Fifty billion is not easy to get together, so Yisheng couldn't stop this favor for you at that time. Now I can get 60 billion, and 50 billion can be given to Mr. Nie, and the extra billion will be mine. Is the dowry for you okay?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Meng Jingyan's face, then at Nie Huanlin, and said earnestly: "Young people, don't be arrogant, now that you and President Nie are together, although you are not short of money, you still have to live and eat. They all use other people's. If you have some savings, you have some confidence. I'm someone who has been there, and I always know a little bit better than you. I..."

"No need." Nie Huanlin coldly interrupted her long speech, and pulled Meng Jingyan closer to him: "This house has always been under his name, and there is no problem that I will pay for food and lodging." , we don’t lack that piece of money at home. And this house is far more important to Jingyan than it is to you.”

First came the photos, and then Song Yulan's disgusting remarks. Meng Jingyan tried to maintain her rationality, but her anger still rushed towards her head one by one.

He stood up and grabbed Wang Yisheng's collar and pulled it out: "Get out, disgusting people like you are not qualified to enter the door of Meng's house!"

Wang Yisheng originally didn't dare to show his air because of Nie Huanlin's presence, but now seeing Meng Jingyan make a move, he tore his face and said: "Meng family, Meng family, you have no home for a long time! You are just an Omega, married So the surname is no longer Meng! We will give you a way out, don't give me shame..." He is much stronger than Meng Jingyan, and he is about to gain the upper hand.

Nie Huanlin strode over, picked up Wang Yisheng's collar and dragged it out.

Song Yulan looked at Wang Yisheng's loss, and eagerly approached her: "We're here to pay New Year's greetings, how easy are you guys to do!"

"Happy New Year?" Nie Huanlin threw Wang Yisheng out of the door like trash, and said with a cold snort, "You came into our house just to take away Meng Jingyan's house. He told you many times to leave , You don’t even know how to lift your butt. Originally, I hoped that he would handle his affairs by himself, but you really don’t understand human language, so I can only clean up the garbage.”

Song Yulan is worthy of being a role model in the thick-skinned world. At this time, she can slowly regain her composure, and said in a manly voice: "I knew you young people would not be able to turn around for a while, but life is daily necessities. How can you adjust the oil every day?" Yes? I'm not in a hurry, you can come to me whenever you think it through."

Nie Huanlin left the door wide open, with an undisguised disgust on his face: "Please."

Song Yulan walked out of the gate calmly, Wang Yisheng patted the dirt on her body, and followed with a vicious voice: "Mom, I knew that you came here just to find trouble! Meng Jingyan, who doesn't know good and bad, you have to waste your time !"

Song Yulan still had a contented look, rubbing her nails lightly: "What I said about them just now was also about you. Young man, don't be impetuous. If you don't come, how do you know if the things inside have been moved? How do you know?" What is their relationship like?"

Wang Yisheng was not as deep as Song Yulan, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Mom say that old man Meng hid something very precious at home, at least it would cost hundreds of billions? Then you measure it, probably where?"

Song Yulan shook her head: "That old man is very villainous, on the surface he is loving and gentle. Who is not toward his own son inside? I only know that he has hidden a big treasure for Meng Jingyan in this house, but now I don't know What is it. Anyway, we have to take over this house."

Wang Yisheng was in a bit of a dilemma: "But they won't let go of this house, what should we do?"

Song Yulan smiled: "I have seen the most things between people. This Nie Huanlin looked at Meng Jingyan in the wrong way. I had forgotten about that incident, but after thinking about it, I just remembered an interesting incident many years ago." After she finished speaking, she smiled softly, which made Wang Yisheng's heart feel cold.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that I have something to do with the [-]D, I posted it late again, try to write as long as possible~

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