As soon as the car entered the compound, people in the house heard the sound. In the hall, everyone sitting there looked sideways. Meng Chengmao walked into the hall and first greeted the old lady Guan Yun: Grandma.
Looking at Song Jinglei standing aside, she nodded politely. Song Jinglei stood next to Guan Yun and looked at Meng Chengmao carefully.
There were many people in the hall, some of whom were Song Jinglei's friends. They came to accompany her to see her fiancé, and their eyes were filled with stars when they saw Meng Chengmao.
Others were relatives of the family, who came to see what the future mistress of the Yu family would be like.
Guan Yun patted Song Jinglei's hand and said lovingly: "I saw it, are you satisfied?"
Song Jinglei: Chengmao is very good, there is no one who is dissatisfied with him.
Everyone said this very delicately, not to mention that she was satisfied that it left some dignity for herself. Otherwise, people who don’t know would have thought that she was eager to rush and let Meng Chengmao wear a high hat. In fact, she wanted to test whether he was It's not that he is very affectionate. After all, some distant brothers in her family are like this. There is one at home and countless outside. But when she sees Meng Chengmao, he is rich, powerful and good-looking, it is inevitable that she will not think too much about it.
Silly boy, it doesn’t matter if everyone is satisfied or not, it only matters if you are satisfied! The old lady didn't hold back at all and made it very clear. Although they were introducing each other, it seemed that things were already settled.
Meng Chengmao's eyes darkened and he said nothing.
I... am very satisfied, Song Jinglei said in the end with embarrassment, yes, who is dissatisfied with Meng Chengmao? She originally didn't want to come because she was used to seeing men's faces and nature in this circle, but she couldn't bear her father's urging, so she came.
As long as you are satisfied, that's good. The old lady laughed after hearing this, and the people in the hall also laughed, saying congratulatory words such as: Get along well.
No one asked Meng Chengmao if he was dissatisfied or if he liked it. He seemed to have come back to witness and go through the motions. But this was obviously his business, but no one asked him for his opinion, and his sense of participation was zero.
In fact, everyone knows very well in their hearts that although the meeting between the two people sounds like they love each other, in fact, the decision has already been made by the families of both parties behind the scenes. They are just puppets on strings and can be controlled at their own will.
This circle is like this, interconnected and interconnected, maximizing interests is the most important thing, regardless of whether you love it or not.
After chatting for a long time, the old lady was tired. She told Meng Chengmao: stay with Jinglei well and send her home if she is late. She had just had a conversation and had to go up and rest for a while.
The old lady left, and all the relatives also left with great discernment. Song Jinglei's friends also said: Then we are leaving too, Jinglei.
Okay, Song Jinglei said.
Soon only Meng Chengmao and her were left in the hall.
She walked up and said: Chengmao, do you want something to drink? The tone was very intimate, like two very familiar lovers.
No, he then said: Miss Song, I think we are not suitable. I hope you can think clearly.
There was no emotion on Song Jinglei's face. She smiled and said: Do you think I'm not worthy of you?
Meng Chengmao said: You can think of it this way.
Song Jinglei looked at him and inadvertently saw the scratches on his neck. A woman's intuition immediately sensed something was wrong. She said: Who is that woman?
There was a questioning tone in his tone, like someone who had caught her husband in bed and raped her in a menacing manner.
But Song Jinglei didn't know that they were not married yet and she was not his wife yet.
Meng Chengmao raised his eyes, showed a cynical smile, and said: I have many women. I don’t know which one are you referring to, Miss Song?
It seems that she is very capable. She can let you talk to me like this. Are you afraid that I will tell the old lady? There was no difference on her face, she said.
Meng Chengmao said: Stop using this to pressure me, you haven't married me yet.
Song Jinglei is not afraid of this at all. Those Yingying Yanyan outside Meng Chengmao will never be on the stage. She can only take the position of Mrs. Meng, and Meng Chengmao will only be hers. In her opinion, He just doesn't understand her yet, he is just fascinated by those women, and it can be solved when they get married. All this is just a matter of time.
