This is called darkness under the lamp. Why can't Chan Ling be angry? You said he was looking for her, but how could he hide in his mansion and run amok if he wanted to get her?
The old man lives on the third floor, and the basic office area, small conference room, and war room are all on the second floor.
Now the second floor was occupied by her, and everything belonging to the old man was driven to the third floor. On the second floor, no one is allowed to be summoned and no one is allowed to enter!
Chan Ling stepped in and admired her! This is Lu Meng’s world.
A studio. She is said to be extremely self-disciplined and has to copy a portrait of a character every day. She copied almost everyone in the mansion, including the cook. So it's very spectacular. The walls are all hung with personal portraits, which are very vivid. It doesn’t necessarily mean how similar the paintings are, but Xiaolu’s aura lies in capturing the various expressions of the characters, including concentration, thinking, distress, and joy—it shows how carefully and keenly she observes.
Even Su Tai, who was following him, relaxed now and said with a smile, "This is the driver, Lao Yuan. He had a grandson that day. Look at his facial features. He is very happy at first sight..." Can Ling picked up the painting. Paper can't help but smile, it's very contagious and makes people happy...
"I didn't hear that she used to love painting, but she can't put down her pen at these times and even eats while painting." Su Tai said with a smile,
"I draw occasionally, but it's just a few scribbles," Can Ling said while looking at the paintings. When she heard him mention "eating," Can Ling glanced at him and asked, "She has a good appetite recently?"
"You can tell by looking at how much weight she has put on that she has a great appetite, but she is still naughty. Except for a few chefs she approves of, she will be asked to cook a few small dishes for her to eat. She must cook the big dishes herself." Su Taiting After a while, he still smiled, "She is very stingy. No one will eat the food she cooks. The bow captain also followed her wishes one day and gave her some leftovers. But the craftsmanship is good, and the bow captain The elder still approves of it privately."
So, she is a fairy! No matter how disgusted her father was, he still gave in "step by step" to accommodate her. Mengmeng was not a straw bag, she was overbearing, she was willful, and she had the capital.
Can Ling looked at him again, put down the painting, and continued walking forward.
The studio is actually a former war room divided into two parts. Through a screen in the middle, the cabinets that used to hold files are now filled with music scores. The most conspicuous thing is that there is a piano under the window.
"Did you just buy this piano?" Chanling touched the piano and asked,
"Yes, it means that she knows many musical instruments, right? But she doesn't ask for anything else. She just wants the piano and a lot of music scores." Su Tai said,
Can Ling touched the piano. It was definitely the best piano. Her father had not treated her badly... "She hasn't been out of the house in three months?"
Su Tai nodded, "I almost never go out, except..." He didn't say,
Can Ling turned around and stared at him, feeling very oppressive.
Su Tai could only whisper, "Except for a few trips to the hospital."
Can Ling turned around and guessed that this was definitely abnormal for Mengmeng, but her father wouldn't tell her! Can Ling gritted his teeth secretly, as long as people find them, they will always find clues...
However, Can Ling was willing to let her father go for the time being and not press any more questions. This was because Can Ling looked at the current situation and had a huge selfish intention: Meng Meng now confusedly thinks that whether it is my family or not, it is me. Family! No one can take it away...
Keep going forward,
We arrived at the original small conference room, which was even more ridiculous and spectacular.
The big conference table was actually covered with quilts, and then, circle around, circle around again, wine, wine, cigarettes, cigarettes, still wine, still cigarettes! Mengmeng is living in a state of drunkenness and death...
"She usually sleeps here?" Can Ling felt extremely helpless.
Su Tai was helpless, "There is a bedroom for her at the end, but she will probably sleep here."
Can Ling shook her head with her hands behind her back, "It seems that no matter what, she can't stop doing this."
The small conference room actually has a small room. It turned out to be a small reception room where the captain had private conversations with others.
Chanling was about to walk in,
Suddenly, "Stop! If you dare to go in, I'll break your legs!"
Fat Mengmeng stood at the door of the small conference room at the other end with a gloomy look. Canling still put his hands behind his back and looked over... His Mengmeng's hair had grown longer and was draped.
Spread down to the shoulders. She loves to wear skirts. Look, she is now wearing a white long skirt. The waistline moves up to your lower body. Call her fat, but she is fat but not greasy. On the contrary, Mengmeng is so beautiful like a peony flower.
Canling smiled, but instead of telling her, she still asked Su Tai, "She has a lot of clothes now, right?" and then remembered the high heels she just wore, "She also has a lot of shoes."
Su Tai nodded, "Many, they are all over there..."
Before she finished speaking, Mengmeng walked in coldly, picked up a wine bottle, and drank it as before as if drinking water. After drinking, she wiped the back of her hand and stared at Chanling coldly as before, " Whether I have a lot of clothes or a lot of shoes is none of your business."
Canling still smiled and asked Su Tai, "It must have cost the bow a lot of money."
Su Tai also smiled and nodded, but said nothing.
Mengmeng looked at the wine bottle in her hand and threw it over! "Get out!" This is the Queen's order.
Chan Ling took a step back. The wine bottle was not smashed. There was a carpet.
He looked at Su Tai calmly and said, "You go first."
Su Tai nodded again, walked away politely, picked up the wine bottle in a good-tempered manner, walked over and put it back in her hand - it looked like she was used to it, she had smashed many things in the past, and as long as they were not broken, she had to give them to her. She picked it up again and put it back where it was.
In the small conference room, many big decisions in the past were made here.
At this time, it was a place of drunkenness and smoke,
She stood there,
He's standing here.
Can Ling looked at the ghost, her heart became more and more tense, and she felt anxious! If you don't deal with her immediately, who will you deserve?
