The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Zhang Wei had something like this. As a very good friend, Zhou Yang would naturally not stand idly by.

"This woman named Wang Xinyue is Zhang Tian's cousin." Zhou Yang threw another message that made Meng Ying a little irritable.

Meng Ying frowned and thought about Zhang Tian's mother, also named Wang.

He pinched his eyebrows, "Where is Zhang Wei?"

"He was locked up at home by his dad. Now he can't even leave the door." Zhou Yang was also worried. Who would have thought that this kind of thing would happen to Zhang Wei.

It stands to reason that Zhang Wei has been so busy lately, and he has also constrained a lot. The probability of having such a thing is not as high as that of him.

And this Wang Xinyue, these friends have never seen it.

So, why did Zhang Wei suddenly make such a big incident?

"Go to his house." Meng Ying was a little disturbed.

If someone else has already happened, they can only talk about compensation.

But this Wang Xinyue is related to Zhang Tian's family, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that the follow-up problems will be even more annoying.

When he arrived at Zhang Wei's house, Zhang Wei's father knew about Meng Ying and knew that Meng Ying could restrain Zhang Wei.

Take her to the door of Zhang Wei's room and pat the door, "Zhang Wei, Miss Meng is here."

Zhang Wei opened the door, he was very haggard, with a beard and stubborn, not at all as high-spirited as before.

"Sister Yingying." Zhang Wei looked down at Meng Ying in shame.

Standing on her brow, Meng Ying frowned and slapped her scent, "You go take a bath and change the room. Your room smells too bad."

Zhang Wei has been locked in these past few days, drinking and smoking, but not taking a bath, it is not stinking.

After a while, Zhang Wei changed his clothes and came out.

It looked neat after the repair, but the black circle in the eyes became more obvious.

"How did you and Wang Xinyue meet?" Meng Ying asked.

"A friend invited me to dinner, brought a few celebrities and models, drank more wine, and then..." Zhang Wei spread his hands, "Originally I gave the woman money, and everyone agreed that it was just for fun. Play. I don't know that she came to me a few days ago and said she was pregnant, and she was responsible for me."

When Zhang Wei thought about it, his head went big, rubbing his hair, "I never thought about getting married and having children, not to mention that everyone was just for fun. She used the children to blackmail me, stop me every day and ask me to give her one statement."

"I was also willing to take the money to let her take the child, and promised to compensate her for a house and five million yuan." Zhang Wei sighed heavily, "but she refused and insisted on giving birth to the child. I..."

The more Zhang Wei thinks about it, the more irritable it gets.

Meng Ying shook her leg lightly, "Since I can't take responsibility, why should I take it easy?"

Zhang Wei lowered his head.

"It's not that the joy of your love is impossible, but you must at least put the safety measures in place. Men can be scumbags, but you can't be irresponsible if something happens."

Meng Ying leaned on the chair and stared at Zhang Wei indifferently.

The silence in the room is the most painful.

Before seeing Meng Ying, Zhang Wei felt that he was pressing a big rock in his heart. After meeting Meng Ying, he now felt as if he was pressing a mountain in his heart.

A few words of Meng Ying formed an invisible pressure on his body, which he could bear.

"Are you drinking well?" Meng Ying asked.

This sentence was to tear a hole in the depressed space, and Zhang Wei came back to life in an instant.

He said: "It's okay."

"Are you sure you were drunk that day?"

"Ok."

Meng Ying smiled lightly, her eyes clear, "A person who is really drunk can't do bad things."

Zhang Wei suddenly raised his head.

"You have been calculated." Meng Ying shook her head lightly. "It's hard to tell whether you were calculated or drunk because you have been in the night market for so many years. Why are you a dude?"