Meng Zhuoer avoided the crowd and got into Yue Zhiting's car.
"Why did you ask me to come?" She thought for a moment and then said, "No, why did you think of coming to Qin Meizhen's party today? What do you want to do?"
Yue Zhiting frowned: "I have helped you today, so you can be a little more polite."
Meng Zhuoer's lips curled up: "Even if you don't come, I can solve it perfectly. Why don't I just call Meng Xiangyi back?"
Yes, the reason why Meng Xiangyi came back suddenly was because Meng Zhuoer sent him a message saying that Qin Meizhen wanted to falsely accuse her of having an affair and brought someone to arrest her.
Naturally, Meng Xiangyi certainly didn't care about Meng Zhuoer's reputation or life and death, but he did care about his incredible wealth and his dream of becoming the head of the future emperor.
In this way, how could he let his only daughter and only bargaining chip be destroyed by others?
Only then did Yue Zhiting figure it out, and looked at Meng Zhuoer with a bit of admiration: "You are quite good at taking advantage of everyone's weaknesses and greed."
"Isn't this good? Although I feel unhappy with Meng Xiangyi, what can I do? Is it possible that if he hits me, I can still hit him back?"
Meng Zhuoer sighed deeply, "But don't say it yet, I really want to do it, but if I really do it, I won't be drowned by the spittle stars outside...
...You also asked me to thank you. If you didn't show up, I would really be able to stay out of the matter. If you show up, I might be implicated in a while. "
Yue Zhiting: "..."
Is she scolding him for not succeeding enough but failing?
Yue Zhiting laughed angrily at her: "Go and tell Meng Xiangyi that I have a batch of Jiangnan tea cakes and you can give him half of the goods. The reason is because you speak nicely and make me feel happy."
Meng Zhuoer has heard that foreign businessmen, especially tribal people, like to drink tea.
Nowadays, tea cakes are in hot demand, and whoever gets them will get rich. The purchase channels for tea cakes are almost monopolized. Even Meng Xiangyi, who has been in business for many years, cannot get the goods.
She didn't expect that Yue Zhiting was quite conscientious and was willing to give out tea cakes to make Meng Xiangyi happy and save her from trouble.
but……
"You think I speak nicely?" Meng Zhuoer pointed to her nose and looked at him in shock.
Yue Zhiting raised her eyebrows with an intriguing smile: "Yes."
"..."
This is boring. Isn't this a pure sarcasm?
Meng Zhuoer rolled her eyes at him.
"Go away, I have to go to the palace and I'm busy."
"Now we're starting to drive people away... If you're busy, don't come to the banquet. It's a banquet where a group of elderly women are chatting and gossiping. You, a grown man, are not afraid of being laughed at."
Meng Zhuoer whispered, full of complaints.
She was talking to herself. Yue Zhiting didn't hear clearly, but he heard the word 'joke'.
Also, what kind words can come out of Meng Zhuoer's mouth.
Meng Zhuoer got up and got out of the car. As soon as he walked in front of the car curtain, his horse suddenly started and the car body shook.
She exclaimed, leaning back unprepared, her hands waving in the air.
Yue Zhiting's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously went to help her, but unexpectedly, the girl grabbed her by the collar and rolled him into the car.
Meng Zhuoer was slightly cushioned by grabbing something with her hand, but her head still hurt from the knock, and there was a heavier thing on her body.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Yue Zhiting's clear jawline was right in front of her.
Yue Zhiting's side face is very good-looking, with strong and cheerful facial features. It is probably due to daily exercise. His skin is so good that you can't even see the pores. The light fragrance of agarwood that lingers on the tip of his nose makes her lose sight of it for a moment. god.
As soon as the man raised his head, he saw the girl looking at him with watery eyes, her gaze was too persistent.
"What are you looking at?"
Meng Zhuoer's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a little guilty: "No, I didn't see anything...but what are you doing pressing me down?"
Yue Zhiting was startled for a moment, then coughed slightly and stood up, with an imperceptible blush on her face.
Meng Zhuoer also stood up quickly. She pretended to be busy and straightened the hem of her skirt. She seemed to be able to smell the aroma of agarwood from the man's body.
In fact, she doesn't like the formal and old-fashioned smell of these ancient people, but this smell smells good on Yue Zhiting.
There was no emotion on Yue Zhiting's face, but his eyes passed by her chest inadvertently.
She... is really developing as well as the outside world says.
Very soft.
The man's breathing was a little messy, as if he was impatient: "Why don't you get out of the car?"
"You are so mean, I didn't mean it."
Meng Zhuo'er was so arrogant in this regard that she never imagined that she was being taken advantage of. She muttered, thinking that a man was stingy.
"I'll even use it as a human mat for you."
Meng Zhuoer got out of the car, while the driver outside was controlling the horse that had just jumped out of control.
The coachman looked embarrassed: "It's been the mating season for horses recently, and a mare just happened to pass by, so the horse was a little excited."
"I think it's not just the horse that's excited, your master is also very excited."
Meng Zhuoer complained to them that Yue Zhiting had a bad temper.
Xia Yu and the coachman had been following Yue Zhiting for a long time and knew that he had a bad temper. They thought they had quarreled in the car again.
But the other person in the car didn't mean it that way, and his face turned red to the base of his ears.
"Go home."
Listening to a voice that seemed very impatient, Meng Zhuoer curled her lips and said, "Isn't this kind of master difficult to serve?"
How dare Xia Yu and the others answer the conversation.
Looking at the gradually blurring carriage, Meng Zhuoer rolled his eyes and kept muttering that he was a stingy man.
Back at the Meng Mansion, Meng Xiangyi, who was still angry, was finally relieved when he learned that Yue Zhiting had no intention of blaming him, but he still felt that Meng Zhuoer was also responsible for the disaster that almost caused this time.
"After all, if you hadn't brought back Yue Zhiting's cloak by mistake, how could you have caused such a trouble...
And what’s going on with those two boxes of books? Mr. Yao’s disciples are all college students. How can anyone study medicine... How on earth did you get these two boxes of books? If you don’t tell me the truth, I’ll beat you to death. you. "
As he said this, he would slap his face.
Seeing that his father was about to get angry, Meng Zhuoer hurriedly told him about the tea cake.
Meng Xiangyi was very flattered: "What did you say? Yue Zhiting is willing to give me the tea cake?"
"Your Majesty said that I am cute and talk nicely. In addition, I seem to owe my grandfather some favors, so I am willing to share a share of the tea cake with you, father."
Meng Zhuoer spoke vaguely, as if he didn't quite understand.
She took some credit, but told Meng Xiangyi that it was mainly because of her grandfather.
"So the prince really doesn't take this matter to heart...tea cake, I didn't expect that the prince would be willing to give me some tea cakes. It's really great."
Meng Xiangyi was so happy that he could not speak coherently.
Prince Yinshan's palace has almost a monopoly on all the tea cakes in the capital. Even if it is just some goods flowing out from under the fingernails, it is definitely a huge amount of income.
"Zhuo'er, Zhuo'er, you are really my father's lucky star."
Meng Xiangyi grinned happily, patted Meng Zhuoer's shoulder and happily returned to the yard, completely missing the face that he was about to take action just now.
Meng Zhuoer's face dropped, and she patted the shoulder that Meng Xiangyi had just touched with disdain.
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