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Feng Zejiao is naturally happy about Meng Qi\'s willingness to return to his old house. He wants to talk to Meng Yi, but she can\'t find any reason to refute it. Instead, she increasingly thinks that this silly boy has good luck. Gu Lang and Meng Qi have a good impression on him.

However, Meng Zhen is very sure that he doesn\'t want to sit with Meng Qi. He presses a man to kiss him, and he also makes all kinds of moves. This has a little impact on Meng Zhen. He shakes his head and says, "I\'ll sit with you."

After that, he went to the car where he and Feng Zejiao came.

Feng Zejiao was coaxed by Meng Qi to take his car. He sat on Meng\'s side, and then looked at him fondly, as if he were looking at a wayward little lover. He was very sticky.

Meng Yi finally raised her eyes and looked at him again. He felt that Meng Qi\'s expression was strange, but he didn\'t say any more.

"Well, turn around and let me have a look."

On hearing the speech, Meng Zhen immediately turned his head. His eyes were light, but his body was on the alert. If Meng Qi dared to move his hands on him, Meng Zhen would definitely impress him.

He was not as powerful as Yan Sui at first sight. He sat too casually and easily exposed his weaknesses. Meng Fu had more than 70% confidence that he could defeat the enemy with one move.

Fortunately, Meng Qi is only interested in his face for the time being. If he doesn\'t pinch it, he can\'t find any reason to force him to do it. After appreciating his eyes, he thinks of a beautiful woman who has thrown him away.

"I don\'t know if you are the same as you are."

Meng Zhen didn\'t answer his words or even turn away her eyes. She just looked at Meng Qi, but her eyes were wandering. You could feel that although he was looking at people, his mind had already drifted away.

Meng Qi looked at Meng Bi again, and then he stopped looking at her. The beauty was godless, but she was boring. She still couldn\'t compare with someone who just dumped him. Once he thought of Su Siyu again, Meng Qi had no interest in teasing Meng.

It was early in the morning when he returned to Meng\'s house. After taking a bath, he thought about a lot of things in a mess. Then he fell asleep. The next morning, he woke up at 5:30 in the morning and ran back. He picked up two sandwiches and milk by the way, but he didn\'t intend to go out of the room again.

Within an hour, he received the breakfast and mobile phone sent by Yan Sui in the name of Gu Lang, which was delivered by a servant of the Meng family. Meng took it with great trepidation, but the servant bowed and said nothing.

It took him a long time to settle down and put the food box in the center of the table.

He got down on the bed and turned on his mobile phone. The first contact person was Yan Sui, who knew that it was Yan Sui. After playing with his mobile phone for a long time, the bell suddenly rang, which scared him almost to throw it out.

Open the answer key, Meng Yi will phone to the ear, "hello?"

"It\'s me," the voice of a mature man rings in his ear, and Meng\'s eyes light up immediately.

"Yan Sui!" He is very happy to call Yan Sui\'s name, and then wrapped in a quilt curled up body, followed by a low voice, but afraid that he and Yan Sui talk, by someone to listen to the general, "I got you to send me the meal, and mobile phone."

"No food?" Yan Sui also can\'t say why he made this call, but after hearing Meng\'s voice, his heart settled down. This is his daughter-in-law who is about to pass by. It\'s not strange to make a phone call.

"I want to keep it for lunch. I\'ve already had a sandwich."

In fact, when he went to pick up the sandwich, he was afraid that the meal Yan Sui wanted to deliver would not be delivered to Meng\'s house. After all, it was because he didn\'t believe Yan Sui. He felt guilty about losing it. "I\'m sorry, I\'m not sure if you can deliver it. I\'ll pick it up and eat it first."

Yan Sui, who is talking with his mobile phone, can\'t help but pick his eyebrows. Listening to his voice, he can almost imagine Meng Bi\'s guilty appearance. However, they only met him yesterday, and he was so impressed.

"Can\'t eat?"

"I can eat," Meng said. Yesterday\'s large portion of fried rice with eggs has completely exposed his appetite. It may be that he has been hungry for too many times. Meng Bi has developed the habit of saving food when he is not sure he can eat enough.

"Eat it. I\'ll send it to you at noon and evening. If I forget, you can call me."

After saying this, Yan Sui listened to Meng Yi\'s sincere "really good."

"Yan Sui, it\'s very kind of you to marry you." He wants to marry now.

Secretary Wang not far from Yan Sui swept his eyes, but was surprised by the smile of his boss\'s mouth. Who is this calling? Smile so sweet! It\'s going to blind him!

"Go and eat it. The porridge will be cold in a moment." The smile on the corner of Yan Sui\'s mouth soon dissipated, giving Secretary Wang the illusion that he was sleepless and had hallucinations. However, he was very sure that he was not wrong. The old iceberg boss was smiling, which was sweet and gentle.Which goblin\'s feat is this? He wants to admire it!

"Well," Meng Ying answered, and then he thought about it and said the first love words he thought he had in his life. "You should have a good meal, too."

"Good," Yan Sui pressed the corner of his mouth and didn\'t smile, but his eyebrows and eyes were all soft.

Hang up the phone, he looked at Secretary Wang, who was shocked in particular, "what\'s the matter?"

Secretary Wang is worthy of Yan Sui\'s ashes level "soldier" who has been devastated by his cold air and is still determined. He quickly regained his look, and then walked forward two steps. "Mrs. Su wants to ask you for an afternoon tea."

Su\'s family is a well-known scholar in Haicheng. Mrs. Su\'s reputation and reputation in your circle are excellent. She made friends with his deceased grandmother with a handkerchief. In current words, she is a good friend. Yan Sui can\'t help but give her this face.

"Yes."

When he said this, the look on his face was completely indifferent, and there was no longer the uncontrollable softness when he called Meng Ying.

This is the ordinary Yan Sui. Compared with ordinary people, he is more like a machine that runs all the time with precise calculation. It is a kind of human sentiment, but it is too light to be noticed. Therefore, both Gu Lang and Secretary Wang are shocked when they see his special treatment of Meng.

Yan Sui knows the intention of the old lady of the Su family. She is here for Su Siyu.

However, even if he is not satisfied with Meng Zhen, he is unlikely to marry Su Siyu. He is excluded from the list of marriage candidates by he wan himself.

At two o\'clock in the afternoon, Yan Sui arrived at the cafe on time, and Mrs. Su arrived.

Wearing an indigo cheongsam, she has a sense of age beyond time and space. She is already in her sixties, and she is no longer young. However, that special charm has not disappeared with her face.

This is a very temperament of the elderly, but Yan Sui at this time some do not understand why she should participate in his marriage.

"I have kept you waiting."

Yan Sui nodded slightly and then sat down.

Mrs. Su shook her head with a smile. "No, I\'m early."

She looked around, her eyes showed a little nostalgic color, "this restaurant is a long time ago, your grandmother and I used to come here to drink tea and chat."

"She always shows me that she has an obedient and intelligent grandson."

When it comes to the old people who raised Yan Sui, Yan Sui\'s indifference has also eased a little, but it is limited.

Mrs. Su looked at it and sighed. She was feeling something, but this time, she didn\'t say anything more.

She gathered up the feelings on her face and looked at Yan Sui, who was not smiling. She said what she wanted to do today. "Sui\'er, what do you think of Si Yu?"

In fact, there is nothing to ask about Mrs. Su\'s words. Yan Sui took over the position of the head of the Yan Family at the age of 20. For eight years now, he has been in the family business entrusted to him by his father.

He lived up to his expectations and took Yan\'s family to a higher level. He became the real top class of Haicheng.

Eight years ago, susiyu was officially recognized as the Su family when he was 14 years old. Since then, he has been involved in various kinds of sound and color occasions since he was 16 years old. He has probably known each other one by one, but in terms of contact, they have never.

Even his appearance was vague in Yan Sui\'s mind. If he wan had not wanted him to marry him a while ago, he would not have been interested in knowing what kind of person he was.

When Mrs. Su asked this question, he couldn\'t help answering, but he didn\'t intend to follow her instructions.

"I\'m afraid the old lady doesn\'t know. My mother has appointed me the seventh young master of the Meng family, and the marriage date will be on the seventh of the next month."

It\'s June 23rd and the 7th of the next month. It\'s not even half a month\'s time. He wan is afraid that he will suddenly repent. But this is the last time he allows her to cross the border. Since it is allowed, there will be no such thing as repentance.

On the whole, the marriage is not too hasty. It was originally prepared for Su Siyu of the Su family. Now it is just Meng Yi of the Meng family.

Mrs. Su\'s face was still frozen, but she had never heard of the seven young masters in the Meng family. Of course, she did not doubt Yan Sui\'s words. He did not invent a marriage to prevaricate her.

"Siyu told me that he fell in love with you at first sight, and was willing to accept your heart, to disconnect from everything in the past, and to..."

Mrs. Su couldn\'t speak any more. Yan Sui didn\'t show a trace of her face, or because of her, he didn\'t show his scorn. Some people are better, but also can not erase his once absurd.

Yan Sui didn\'t care much about Su Siyu\'s past. He wansai came here anyway. But when he met Meng Yi, he seemed not satisfied with Su Siyu. You know, he and Meng Zhen had watched Su Siyu and Meng Qi break up.

No matter from the temperament of Su Siyu and Meng Qi, for a long time, they will be in a state of broken ties. He may not care much, but he can\'t help worrying. There is absolutely no "listen to his words" Meng Zhen.In the face of Mrs. Su, he suddenly determined that Meng Yu\'s feelings were blank No, he likes him.

"Sui\'er, marriage is not a child\'s play. It is a solemn decision and a life-long contract." Mrs. Su can\'t see what he wan did. She came for Su Siyu, but also for Yan Sui, the grandson of her old friend.

Yan Sui was silent a little, then returned to the old lady Su\'s words, "I know, at least for me, I will take my responsibility. But now that man is the seventh young master of the Meng family. "

In other words, no matter who marries him, he will not evade his responsibility, and even draw a clear bottom line like he wan. When he can\'t bear it, he will give up this responsibility.

Knowing what Yan Sui said, Mrs. Su sighed again, but she really felt sorry for Su Siyu. Yan Sui has a bottom line, principles and responsibilities, and will be a good husband indeed.

"If he can wake up in time, you don\'t have to worry about his future. If you follow me to a quagmire like Yan\'s, he may not be as happy as he thinks."

Yan Sui also said this because of Mrs. Su, but there is no need to continue this topic.

Mrs. Su nodded gently and said a few words to Yan Sui. The meeting was over.

Mrs. Su had to sit in the coffee shop for a while. Yan Sui got up and left, but only when he arrived at the door, he was confronted by a very delicate man. This delicacy was not only his appearance, but also his clothes and temperament. He was a real elite rich man.

"Yan..."

Before he finished calling Yan Sui\'s name, Yan Sui leaned over and left without a word of greeting.

As if he didn\'t know him, he didn\'t recognize him. But they had already agreed on their marriage. Yan Sui couldn\'t have seen his photo and didn\'t recognize him. His ignorance made Su Siyu feel very bad.

But in his stupefied can\'t believe when, Yan Sui already got on the car, in a flash disappeared at the end of the street.