Master Zhen doesn't want to inherit the family business

Chapter 17: Father and Son Kill Each Other

The tense scene that Lin Ruoyu expected did not appear.

Meng Yunzhou's expression was still so calm and cold, but after Tang Xing jumped over, he opened the bag in his hand and let him choose.

Both of them bowed their heads together, one stared at the food, and the other looked at the person in front of him.

A harmonious picture of brothers and sisters.

Lin Ruoyu stopped, and the butler stood aside, waiting to see her off.

If she just left like this, Lin Ruoyu felt that the breath in her chest might be hard to get rid of. She looked at Meng Yunzhou and then at Tang Xing, and a thought popped into her mind.

Lin Ruoyu folded her arms and raised her proud head, "Meng Yunzhou," Lin Ruoyu called out.

Meng Yunzhou turned his head and looked at the past, his eyes stayed politely on the pretty face opposite him, and there was no wave in his eyes: "Huh?"

Lin Ruoyu's expression matched her tone of voice: "I know you have big dreams, but you may not be able to realize them by staying here. Some things are not yours, so you have to return them after all, right? I was the one who got you, now it's you I can't be compared to me, I can only say that Feng Shui takes turns, this is life."

Tang Xing lowered his brows and eyes, his expression was hidden in the shadows, and his expression was displeased. Just as he was about to speak, a voice interrupted his train of thought.

Meng Yunzhou has always been able to grasp the sense of distance just right, he said: "Excuse me, are you..."

"..."

Lin Ruoyu gritted her teeth and stared at him, but after realizing that Meng Yunzhou's words were not intentional, but that she really couldn't remember who she was, she found herself even angrier.

The housekeeper said from the side: "Miss Lin, it's getting late."

Lin Ruoyu's lips were tightly pursed into a line, and even the servants of the Meng family gave her an order to evict her. She started to walk out, but when she passed by Tang Xing, she deliberately said, "I must say, you are much stronger than I thought. Already, this move of yours turned an enemy into a friend..."

Tang Xing pinched the packing bag in her hand, and looked back at her indifferently: "Sister, it's getting late, you should go to bed early, or you will age faster."

Lin Ruoyu: "!!!"

The housekeeper sent people downstairs, and Tang Xing got his wish and ate beef jerky, "Crazy," Tang Xing said while eating.

Meng Yunzhou said: "There is also spicy flavor, do you want it?"

Tang Xing immediately turned from cloudy to sunny: "Yes, yes."

There is nothing that delicious beef jerky can't solve the interest that was disturbed by a neuropathy this night. If there is, then a bowl of freshly cooked snail noodles can be a big deal.

Tang Xing failed to apply a mask to Meng Yunzhou, so he decided to cook snail noodles for Meng Yunzhou.

The smell of snail noodles spread throughout the kitchen, and even the living room could smell that smell. When the housekeeper prepared the snail noodles, he knew that there would be such consequences, so he could enter and leave the living room at any time without changing his expression.

Everyone else was in awe, as expected, ordinary people couldn't be housekeepers.

When Meng Yaodong came back from the outside, he felt the shock as soon as he entered the house, and immediately said angrily, "Why does it smell like this again? Is the toilet at home blown up?"

The butler came over, took the coat and briefcase, and said calmly: "No sir, it's just that the two young masters are having supper."

Meng Yaodong felt incredible after changing his shoes: "Supper? Is their supper shit?"

Hearing this, Tang Xing walked over from the dining room with the bowl she had finished eating, with surprise in her eyes: "So Dad, have you ever eaten shit? Otherwise, how would you know what it tastes like to eat shit?"

Meng Yaodong was furious: "How could I eat shit, it smells so bad, the whole house smells bad, can I not smell it?"

Tang Xing stared at his face for a while, and said seriously: "But Dad, have you ever heard a word?"

Meng Yaodong was stunned: "What word?"

Tang Xing's eyes were round: "It's a look of embarrassment."

Meng Yaodong stopped talking. In fact, he was so angry that he walked upstairs without saying a word. After entering the room, he slammed the door of the bedroom.

Dong Mian was sitting on the bed reading a magazine, startled by the movement, and whispered, "What's wrong? Husband, are you so angry?"

Meng Yaodong was so angry that his chest heaved: "What else can I do, isn't it just the cancerous tumor that fell from your body? Since I came back, I haven't done a single thing that makes me feel good, and it's hard for me all day long," he thought again. Something in the company, scratching his hair in annoyance.

He was a little dissatisfied with his wife: "You, besides spending money at home every day, can you educate your children well?"

Dong Mian was really aggrieved. Regarding the issue of educating children, Meng Yaodong himself said that he would educate them himself, and asked Dong Mian to stay away, so as to avoid the consequences of being a loving mother and losing children.

So after so many years, Dong Mian has always felt a little ashamed of Meng Yunzhou.

After Meng Yunzhou showed that kind of intelligence that was different from ordinary children, he was forced to learn it, and even if he didn't do well, he was punished and had no food. The child also showed her longing eyes. Of course, Dong Mian would soften his heart , but every time she wanted to speak for the child, she got Meng Yaodong's double punishment, and Dong Mian herself would be scolded bloody.

Afterwards, Meng Yunzhou stopped calling for help, and Dong Mian stopped intervening.

Tang Xing didn't seem to realize that the slamming door was aimed at him. He walked to the kitchen as if nothing had happened, and put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink.

When I came back again, I saw Meng Yunzhou still at the dining table, looking thoughtful.

Tang Xing pulled a piece of paper to wipe her hands: "What's wrong?"

Meng Yunzhou shook his head slightly: "It's okay, I just found that you never seem to suffer."

Tang Xing seemed to have heard something funny: "A loss? If a loss can fill my stomach, then I might eat a little more."

Meng Yunzhou also discovered Tang Xing's two-faced style. As long as he doesn't provoke the other party, he can still harvest a little cute star, but like Meng Yaodong, it is a negative teaching material.

"But what you made today smells worse than what I bought that day, it's true." Meng Yunzhou said.

Tang Xing looked back at him: "That day?"

Meng Yunzhou said: "Well, I bought snail noodles and came back, but you were in a deep sleep, so I didn't call you."

Tang Xing just remembered this: "Hey, then you should wake me up, the smell is stronger today, do you know why? Because I put an extra pack of sour bamboo shoots, the soul of the snail powder is it, smelly It is also it, and incense is also it.”

Meng Yunzhou hesitated: "He looks quite angry."

Tang Xing said: "Then I will try durian tomorrow. It would be great if he detours me three feet because of this."

Tang Xing is not just talking.

Meng Yaodong's tutoring program has no intention of ending.

It was replaced by a man the next day, probably because he thought it would be easier for a boy of about the same age to communicate, or it might be because the housekeeper had given a scientific overview of the accident the day before, so today's boy seemed very patient.

But it is also a problem that he is a good boy at first glance.

Tang Xing has met too many patient people in his life, and now he is no longer surprised. He decided not to quarrel today. After the other party introduced himself, he began to give lectures. Flipping the book, pointing to where to look...

He opened the book, put his eyes on it, stretched out his hand, touched the edge of the drawer, pulled it open, and found snacks inside as he wished.

Hey, there are also melon seeds.

Perfect for killing time.

So the male student Balabala, Tang Xing: Kacha Kacha.

The boy said, "Can you stop eating melon seeds? I'm teaching you."

Tang Xing silently shared some melon seeds with him, trying not to hurt the other party's heart: "It's not easy for you to teach yourself during the day and teach me at night. Drink some water, eat some melon seeds, and take a break. Two hours It's over, you take your money, and I'll sleep on mine."

The boy was stunned for a moment, his face flushed slightly: "Then isn't this... a lie?"

Tang Xing said: "I don't want to learn anyway, they still have to invite others, it's all the same, you just help me and leave me alone."

The boy thought about it for a while, and found that he didn't suffer at all, so he agreed.

Did it stop the next day?Meng Yaodong was not an idiot either. From the third day on, Tang Xing would set aside half an hour in class every day to do test questions to check the results.

The problem is that Tang Xing is not afraid, no matter whether he will or not, he just answers the errands and it's over. Doesn't Meng Yaodong insist on finding something for him to do?Tang Xing should also respond a little bit.

Meng Yaodong felt that Tang Xing was so difficult to deal with. He couldn't find another in the world. He had been in the mall for so many years, and he had never encountered such a difficult thing to deal with.

After all, people always take face into account when doing things, but Tang Xing feels like he doesn't have such a thing at all.

Meng Yaodong looked at the test paper on the table and thought that Meng Yunzhou could answer better with his feet than him.

After the whole week, Tang Xing still ate and slept soundly, while the villa was immersed in an inexplicable cloud.

When Meng Yaodong went downstairs, other people were already sitting at the dining table. Tang Xing was really hungry after waiting for a long time, so he took a small snack and ate it first.

Meng Yaodong's sullen voice came: "The paper is made into such a ghostly look, how dare you eat?"

Meng Yunzhou's expression darkened when he heard this.

The person involved didn't realize it, and Tang Xing replied very naturally: "People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest."

Meng Yaodong slapped the table with one hand, and the sound echoed throughout the house.There was a bowl of soup in front of Tang Xing, and Meng Yaodong almost overturned the soup bowl when he slapped it. Tang Xing unfortunately got some soup on his face, and looked back at him with raised eyebrows, without fear or guilt in his eyes.

Tang Xing only had doubts: Are you... sick?