FVB - 232

Chapter 232 He Meng Shen is not a soft persimmon

"The Gou family, the largest family in Yuncheng, has been experiencing frequent crises recently. Data shows that the Gou family's account has been depleted, the capital chain is broken, and it may declare bankruptcy at any time..."
　　

"Gou Feng, the sole heir of the Gou family, is suspected of the Li Group explosion and is cooperating with the investigation... Mr. Gou, the helmsman of the Gou Group, was arrested overnight and suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized. The police have arranged for doctors to rescue him..."
　　

"The top floor of Li's Building was blown up, and the preliminary estimate is that the loss exceeds 10 million..."
　　

The two elders of the Meng family are very concerned about this news.
　　

Whether the Gou family is alive or dead has nothing to do with the Meng family, but the Li family is considered to be the in-laws of the Meng family. The four great-grandsons are also surnamed Li. They are serious Li family members...
　　

Mrs. Meng whispered: "The Li family is very poor. If they lose 10 million, they may go bankrupt."
　　

Mr. Meng nodded: "I will ask Meng Shen to pick up the four children later. Each of them will be given 10 million pocket money, which should be able to compensate for the loss."
　　

"The Li Group has been hovering on the edge of bankruptcy. Old man, you should help secretly."
　　

Mrs. Meng said softly, "Even if the girl gets divorced, the Li family will always be a home for four children. Ajing is still the vice president of the Li family. It is not a loss to help the Li family..."
　　

Mr. Meng was about to nod.
　　

Jiang Jin walked over from the corridor.
　　

She held the old lady's arm and sat on the sofa: "Grandma, you and grandpa are so old, you can enjoy your old age in peace, and you don't have to worry about us juniors..."

Just as she was talking, the servant hurriedly walked in and reported: "Old madam, there is a Mr. Li outside who wants to see you."
　　

Jiang Jin's hand suddenly tightened.
　　

It's not the old man Mr. Li, it's Mr. Li.
　　

Mrs. Meng misheard, and nodded: "Let Mr. Li come in, and let someone boil a pot of tea with the purple clay pot he gave last time."
　　

Jiang Jin was inexplicably nervous.
　　

She lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea.
　　

After a while, the servant led a tall and tall figure in.
　　

The three people sitting on the sofa looked up at the same time.
　　

Jiang Jin was stunned.
　　

In the backlight, a man walked slowly over. He was dressed in an ink-colored suit, which made his figure even more slender and cold.
　　

The gauze tied around his body and the cane on his left hand reduced the sharp aura around him.
　　

He was not wearing a mask.
　　

That face seemed to glow in bright daylight.
　　

Jiang Jin had long been familiar with his facial features.
　　

But it was the first time she could clearly see these eyes on such a face.
　　

He was handsome to begin with.
　　

With the embellishment of these eyes, he looks even more handsome.
　　

She pursed her crimson lips and looked away indifferently.

"This, are you Mr. Li?"
　　

Mrs. Meng's eyes widened.
　　

Li Yunting stood solemnly.
　　

Although he was injured supported on crutches, he still had the spirit of a man who was upright and upright.
　　

His voice was respectful and low: "Yes, I am Mr. Li."

Mrs. Meng couldn't believe it.
　　

Before, she had a preconceived idea that people wearing masks must be ugly, so he didn't want to show his true appearance.
　

But she didn't expect that under the mask, there was such a handsome and attractive face.
　　

She has been in Beijing for so many years and has seen all kinds of handsome guys, but she has never seen anyone who can blend the facial features so perfectly together, showing such a cold and beautiful face...

　　

"Ahem!" Mr. Meng tugged at his old wife, "Restrain yourself, don't go too far."
　　

Mrs. Meng quickly came to her senses.
　　

"Hehehe, sit down, sit down first." She laughed dryly, "Why is Mr. Li so injured? What happened?"
　　

She stared at Li Yunting's face, suddenly stunned.
　　

Why does this face look more and more familiar the more she looks at him, as if she had seen him before somewhere...
　　

Mr. Meng frowned.
　　

Why does he feel that this face is a bit similar to A Jing's, not a little bit similar, it should be said that it was carved from the same mold...
　　

"Mr. Meng, Mrs. Meng, I am Mr. Li, and I am not Mr. Li."
　　

Li Yunting spoke slowly.
　　

The two elders of the Meng family were stunned.

They really didn't understand what this sentence meant.

　　

Li Yunting's eyes swept over Jiang Jin.

She kept her head down while drinking tea, one cup after another.
　　

He didn't know what she was thinking.
　　

But he must have an identity that can appear openly beside her.
　　

He calmed down his aura and kept his attitude extremely low.
　　

"Actually, I have been hiding a fact from my two elders..."
　　

He began to explain.
　　

At the same time--
　　

Meng Shen walked over from the backyard corridor.
　　

He has just finished practicing and is in very good spirits. He is in pretty good condition today and should be able to finish recording the new song smoothly in the afternoon...
　　

He walked to the door of the living room and heard a cold voice.
　　

He is a musician and is particularly sensitive to sound.

　　

Even if 90% similar sounds are played in his ears, he can find subtle surprises.
　　

The owner of this voice seems to be that night...

　　

Meng Shen frowned and stepped closer.
　　

Li Yunting sat with his back to the door, and he talked about the past.
　　

"I studied abroad for many years in my early years. My name overseas was Mr. Li, so people would call me Mr. Li. In fact, my real name is..."
　　

"Boom!"
　

Suddenly.
　　

A strong wind came.
　　

Li Yunting's vigilance has always been good.
　　

But today he was injured and when he tried to escape, it was already a step too late.
　　

His right eye was punched so hard.

Meng Shen rushed over: "Mr. Li, you dare to come to our door. How audacious! You must have really thought I was a vegetarian. You really thought I wouldn't recognize you after the turtle didn't wear its shell, right? Let me tell you, even if you turn into ashes, I can still recognize you!"

　　

"Boom!"
　　

Meng Shen punched him again.
　　

Li Yunting could have avoided it, but he took the blow forcefully.
　　

"Meng Shen, stop!" Mrs. Meng pinched Meng Shen's ears and pulled him to the side. "Mr. Li is a guest. Didn't I teach you to be polite to guests? You have learned the etiquette since elementary school." They were all thrown into the dog’s belly, right?”
　　

Mr. Meng said angrily: "Mr. Li is injured like this, and you still go up and beat him up. You are taking advantage of the situation. You have such a shameful face..."

Meng Shen was almost furious.
　　

He said angrily: "He beat me up before, and I just hit him back. What's wrong? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me!!"
　　

He was really furious.
　　

This thing Li beat him up, visited his house to show off his power, and even coveted his daughter.

　　

He, Meng Shen, is not a soft persimmon!
　　

Meng Shen was furious.
　　

Li Yunting was extremely calm.

　　

He stood up with a cane, bent down, and bowed ninety degrees.
　　

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng." He said slowly, "If I had known that Mr. Meng was Jin'er's biological father, I would not have acted so abruptly. It was indeed a big mistake on my part. Don't be angry, Mr. Meng. You can hit me ten times more, I won't fight back.”

He threw away his crutches and stood in front of Meng Shen with open hands.
　　

He looked like he wouldn't resist no matter how hard he beat him...

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