"Is it too much? Not too much at all."
Lin Yue said in a cold voice: "If we are enemies, we must eradicate them."
Julie touched her belly and said, "Can't you accumulate some virtue?"
"To accumulate virtue is to lend a helping hand to those in need, to speak out for injustice in the world, and not to be open to people who think about how to retaliate against you every day. Confucius said, repay evil with kindness, how to repay kindness? Repay hatred with straightness, and repay kindness with kindness."
Julie was speechless.
"Where's Dad? The nanny is gone. Who will cook for him tomorrow? Do the laundry and mop the floor?"
"You don't need to worry about me, Su Mingzhe will naturally handle this matter properly."
Lin Yue winked at her and smiled.
Julie always felt that his smile had a sense of...schadenfreude.
"Do you have any grudge against the Su family?"
Lin Yue remembered the content of the main mission, leaned against the bed, looked up at the ceiling and said, "That's right."
…
the next day.
Su Daqiang came out of the toilet without wiping his hands and threw water drops all over the floor.
For a person who is strongly urged by his son and daughter-in-law not to take a shower, how can he be asked to practice hygiene? It’s good to know that you wash your hands before eating and after using the toilet.
Dong Dong Dong~
Dong Dong Dong~
"Who?"
He didn't think much about it. In the past, when the alimony lawsuit was a big deal, he didn't have the courage to do so. Now that the noise on the Internet has calmed down a bit, he has become more courageous again, and this is the Shuanghu area. It's not Tongli where he lived before. He doesn't know many people, and not many people know him.
"Who are you looking for?"
Su Daqiang was startled when he saw the middle-aged woman appearing outside.
"You are Su Daqiang, Brother Su, right?"
"Yes, it's me." She opened her mouth to call Brother Su, and Su Daqiang looked at her with wary eyes.
Buzz~
Buzz~
At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket kept vibrating. He picked it up and found that it was Su Mingzhe. He left the middle-aged woman where she was and put the mobile phone to his ear.
"Mingzhe, why are you calling again? Didn't I tell you? I'm starving to death."
"..."
"What? Babysitter?"
Su Daqiang raised his head, looked up and down, and carefully looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him: "Why are you..."
As for the nannies Su Mingyu hired for him, they would call him every night to report what Su Mingcheng had said and done to him. In addition to the feeling of being watched, it also reminded him of the days when he was enslaved by Zhao Meilan. Although he did not want to admit it, he had to support him. After the lawsuit was over, Su Mingyu's aura became more and more like her mother's. He didn't dare to oppose his daughter face to face. He could resist softly, so he would pick on the nanny and drive one away in a few days to see if she would send someone over. Keep an eye on him.
"Brother Su, my name is Cai Genhua. I am the nanny your son hired for you."
Cai Genhua took a step forward: "Whatever you want to eat or drink in the future, just tell me. Although my hometown is not from Suzhou, I have stayed here for seven or eight years, and I have some experience in making Su Xi cuisine."
After saying that, he noticed that there were a lot of water stains on the floor from the bathroom to the living room. Without thinking of himself as an outsider, he opened the bag he brought with him, took out a towel from it and wiped it carefully on the floor, while saying: "I am getting older. My legs and feet are not as good as those of young people, and my bones are brittle, so I have to be careful as much as possible to avoid falling and hitting them.”
"Okay, let's do that." Su Daqiang hung up his son's call, looked at the middle-aged woman with quick hands and feet, and felt that she should be given a chance. After all, she was the nanny hired by her eldest son, not a trick arranged by Su Mingyu.
What's more, this woman... is quite discerning. Unlike other nannies, she only cares about her own affairs and doesn't care about others.
"What did you say your name was?"
"Brother Su, my name is Cai Genhua."
"Oh." Su Daqiang nodded: "Can you cook soy sauce ribs?"
"Yes, of course."
"Then I want to eat ribs for lunch today."
"Pork ribs, right? I understand. I'll buy them for you after cleaning the floor."
Hey, what Su Daqiang wants is this feeling of being regarded as an emperor. He can now enjoy the treatment that he could not enjoy from Zhao Meilan.
This is called enjoying happiness!
…
8pm that night.
Jinyuan Community.
The outdoor fan of the air conditioner was buzzing, blowing out waves of intense heat. Even though the sun had gone down, the sultry heat in the air had not subsided. The adults said it was not far from rain, but the children, no matter how many, were still on the road. He was doing various skateboarding moves, even though his T-shirt was soaked with sweat.
Su Mingyu opened the car door, got out of the cab, glanced at the starless night sky, and walked towards the two-story building opposite.
It was Meng Zhiyuan who asked her to come.
No, to be precise, it was her mistress Shen Yingshu who asked her to come to her home as a guest and wanted to have a good talk about Shen Haoxu's issue of VAT invoices.
Ding dong~
Ding dong~
She rang the doorbell twice.
Soon, the door opened and Shen Yingshu's face appeared behind the door.
"Teacher's wife."
"It's Mingyu here. Come on, come in."
Shen Yingshu let her into the room and shouted to the living room: "Lao Meng, Mingyu is here."
"Oh, Mingyu is here."
Meng Zhiyuan walked out of the bedroom.
"Master." Su Mingyu called out respectfully.
"Come, sit here." Meng Zhiyuan led her into the restaurant, pointed to the six dishes on the table and said: "This is made by your master's mother. Just this one dish of squirrel mandarin fish took an hour and a half." .”
"Teacher, you are so kind. Let's have a simple meal. Just make some home-cooked food." Su Mingyu leaned forward and her nose twitched twice: "Well, it smells really good."
Meng Zhiyuan said: "This will show your sincerity. Sit down."
"Master, you are serious."
Su Mingyu sat down on the chair near the door.
Meng Zhiyuan followed him to the table, and Shen Yingshu came over with a bottle of Moutai.
"The food is quite rich tonight, let's have a drink."
"Master's wife, I'm driving."
Meng Zhiyuan said: "Call a driver."
Seeing the master speaking, she was embarrassed to refuse, so she nodded and took the bottle from Shen Yingshu: "Master, I will do it myself."
"Yingshu, come on, sit down too."
Meng Zhiyuan patted the chair next to him.
Shen Yingshu sat down obediently, picked up a piece of fish and put it on the plate in front of Meng Zhiyuan: "Try it."
"Yes, Yingshu, you are good at cooking."
Meng Zhiyuan took a sip and nodded slightly. He was quite heroic now. After all, after taking down Shen Yingshu, Zhang Tong and others had no chance to stand up. As long as Zhang Tong's cronies were removed, the remaining A polished commander, shouldn't he be able to deal with it as he pleases? Can you handle it however you want?
Su Mingyu first poured wine for Meng Zhiyuan, and then for herself. When it was Shen Yingshu's turn, she waved her hand: "I can't drink white, I'll drink red."
After saying that, he took out a small bottle of Margaux from behind his back, opened it with a bang with a corkscrew, and poured a third of it into the goblet without even waking up.
"Come on, Mingyu, let me toast you."
Su Mingyu opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Why do you have the nerve to ask your wife to respect me? It's my turn to respect you."
"Don't say that, I still want to thank you for Shen Hao's matter." Shen Yingshu suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said words of gratitude to her: "Lao Meng told me, saying that if you hadn't done this, If you press it down, maybe Shen Hao will go in, and even I will be implicated, so this glass of wine should be toasted by me. It is to thank you and to apologize to you. I came to your office before... I'm saying it a bit harshly."
If Su Mingcheng hadn't played her the recording of the conversation between Su Mingyu and Meng Zhiyuan, maybe she would have sincerely thanked her.
but now……
"Master's wife, I... I still want to say sorry to you."
Su Mingyu quickly stood up, clinked the wine glass with Shen Yingshu, raised her head, and drank all the wine in the glass.
Shen Yingshu also drank the red wine in the goblet in one gulp.
"Yingshu, can Mingyu drink enough?" Meng Zhiyuan went to get the wine bottle and prepared to fill it up for Su Mingyu.
She quickly took it and filled it up herself.
"Come on, Mingyu, I'll toast you too."
"No, no, Master, I respect you. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."
Su Mingyu drank the wine in one gulp.
Meng Zhiyuan did not drink so hard. Although he drank a toast, he tasted it carefully before swallowing it.
He really wanted to respect this apprentice. He was able to work as usual despite the criticism from his colleagues in the company, and helped him charge into battle and defeat several enemies. He was so thick-skinned that he was really unparalleled. He was a person who did great things.
"Come on, let's have this third glass of wine together."
"Come."
In this way, Meng Zhiyuan and Su Mingyu drank the white drink, and Shen Yingshu drank the red drink. In the blink of an eye, they drank two ounces, and the faces of the three of them were a little flushed.
At this moment, Shen Yingshu's cell phone on the cabinet rang. She walked over to pick it up and put it to her ear. After listening for a while, she said "What", and after listening for a few more words, she replied "I'll be there right away." , then hung up the phone and walked back to the dining table with a sullen face.
Meng Zhiyuan said: "What's wrong?"
"my brother."
"Shen Hao?"
"Yes, my brother took someone to fool around with him. He drank a lot and made a big fuss with his mother when he got home." As she said this, she went to get her bag and put her mobile phone in it: "I can't accompany you. It’s time to eat and you have to go to my mother’s place.”
When something like this happened, Meng Zhiyuan naturally couldn't say anything more: "Then drive slower on the road."
"Don't worry, I'll ask Xiaomeng to take me there."
"Call me back if everything's okay over there."
"knew."
Shen Yingshu agreed, said sorry to Su Mingyu, left the restaurant with his handbag, put on high heels and left.
After coming out of the villa, she did not leave immediately. She opened the Audi car on the roadside and got in. On the surface, she seemed to be patiently waiting for Xiao Meng, but in fact, she paid close attention to the movements in the restaurant.
Meng Zhiyuan and Su Mingyu were still drinking.
"Master, what should we do next?"
Su Mingyu put down the wine glass, swung the Maotai in front of her, and found that there was still half of it: "Master, do you still want to drink?"
"Drink, why don't you drink it? I specially asked your wife to get the 2010 tiger grass. It is smooth in the mouth, has a strong sauce flavor, and has a clear aftertaste. Hey, we both have half a catty each, which is just right."
Those who work in sales, although the south does not pay as much attention to the wine culture as the north------many businesses rely on drinking. If you drink too little, you will be unreliable, and if you drink too much, you will be sincere. But in terms of alcohol consumption, the minimum standard is Yes, if you can't even drink half a kilo, not to mention that you can't hang out in the circle, at least the upper limit will be lower.
As the general manager of Jiangnan Sales Company, Su Mingyu naturally has a good drinking capacity. Half a pound of Maotai is 53 degrees, which is not a big problem.
Meng Zhiyuan filled it first for her and then for himself. Without holding the cup, he took a piece of braised chestnut and put it into his mouth.
"How is Zhang Tong's collection of materials going?"
"That's almost it."
"Next week, I will hold a board meeting next week. Regarding the contract with Zhan Teng half a year ago, you will confront him. I want to see what else he has to say this time."
Su Mingyu said: "Okay, I will contact Mr. Jin when the time comes and ask him to sing the double act with me."
Meng Zhiyuan nodded: "Mingyu, I really didn't expect that you could ignore those rumors and still concentrate on doing things."
"Master, now Zhongcheng has reached a critical moment. No matter how hard and tired I am, I have to support you until you fully control the board of directors."
"Okay, I read you right. Master is old and can't keep up with the situation. From now on, Zhongcheng... will be the world of you young people."
"Master, don't say that. Without you, we people can't do anything."
"Okay, let's not talk about work anymore, let's drink."
Meng Zhiyuan picked up the cup and invited Su Mingyu to drink.
The light spread across the tablecloth, illuminating the braised chestnut chicken with oil and glinting. It also reflected a glimmer of light in the wine glass. Meng Zhiyuan and Su Mingyu were both half drunk and did not notice that there was a very fine hole under the label of Maotai liquor.
This is called punched wine. Usually, professional equipment is used to drill holes in the wall of the bottle, extract the wine inside, and then pour cheaper wine. For example, wine dealers will use Moutai Prince Liquor, or even lower-grade Moutai Ying Liquor. Binjiu is pretending to be Feitian Moutai, Five-Star Moutai, etc. In this case, those who recycle famous wines will shine a strong flashlight on the bottle to distinguish it.
Meng Zhiyuan and Su Mingyu naturally do not have professional knowledge. What they can rely on is their taste buds. People who are used to drinking Moutai can tell the difference in wine quality. However, this time, both Mr. Meng and Mr. Ming I didn't notice that the Moutai in the cup was any different from before.
…
Wow~
Crackling~
As some people have said, it rained, neither too hard nor too small. The rainwater dripping from the eaves slapped the green leaves in the flower pots, the water flowed in the pipes, and a humid mist enveloped the entire community.
Click, click, click...
It didn't sound like rain.
"come on in……"
"Here, watch your step."
"Slower."
Someone is approaching, and there are sounds of conversation.
Su Mingyu felt dizzy and her brain was like mush. She took two deep breaths before taking her arms out of the quilt and trying to get the water glass on the bedside table.
Her villa has been sold and she is now renting a house. There is a young couple in the next room. They have a big fight for three days and a small fight for two days, which makes her very unhappy. At first, she thought it was the young couple causing trouble outside. But when I thought about the voice carefully, I realized that something was wrong. It seemed to be... the voice of Master Shen Yingshu.
The footsteps are getting closer.
There was a soft click, and the door opened, followed by a sudden bloom of light.
The dazzling white suddenly dispelled the drowsiness in her mind, and she woke up seven minutes after drinking. She first saw Shen Yingshu standing at the door with an angry face, then Shen Hao who was taking out his mobile phone to record a video, and then a man wearing black He was wearing a black suit, black trousers and black leather shoes. He looked like a driver. His shoulders were wet, as if he had just been caught in the rain.
Then she suddenly realized something, this was not her home, and her arms outside the quilt were blown cold by the air-conditioning wind, and then...she thought of her lower body from her arms, her whole scalp exploded, and she turned to her side. Look, there's an old man sleeping on the left side.
It was none other than her mentor Meng Zhiyuan.
When she looked over, Meng Zhiyuan had just been woken up, and he was facing her sleepily. He said "Huh? What's wrong?" with a nasal voice, and then turned his head to look at the people at the door.
"Why is this? Why does she sleep in the same bed as Meng Zhiyuan?"
Just as he was thinking about it, Shen Yingshu walked over angrily, lifted off the quilt, and exposed the man and woman underneath.
The cold wind from the air conditioner suddenly rushed over, making Meng Zhiyuan tremble with coldness. He woke up after drinking. Su Mingyu hurriedly grabbed the quilt to cover her body, but it was too late. Behind her, Shen Hao and the driver clicked on their mobile phones. , taking a real picture of the ugly behavior of the master and the apprentice on the bed.
Meng Zhiyuan couldn't grab the quilt and saw his clothes and pants on the ground. He grabbed them and covered himself with them, and shouted: "What are you doing?"
"What?"
Shen Hao was furious: "Meng, what are you talking about? My sister treats you well, but you actually slept with your own disciple."
He threw his cell phone to his parents' driver, stepped on the silk sheets with his wet leather shoes, bullied Meng Zhiyuan, grabbed the clothes with one hand, raised the other hand high, and gave Meng Zhiyuan a loud slap in the face. superior.
Pa~
The slap was so harsh that the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Meng Zhiyuan felt his ears buzzing and the pain extended to his neck.
"You dare to hit me?"
Pa~
Shen Hao slapped him again: "I'm going to slap you, the thieving bastard."
Over there, Shen Yingshu was also torn with Su Mingyu, holding her hair with one hand and kicking her with his feet, causing screams one after another.
Fortunately, they were flat shoes, not high heels. If they had been high heels, Su Mingyu wouldn't have been kicked to the left and right.
"Shen Yingshu, you actually framed me!"
Meng Zhiyuan was not a fool. His memory only had the scene of drinking with Su Mingyu, not the scene of having sex. If he drank too much and the scene was broken, at his age, he would definitely not be able to do a big job.
Why did the two of them lose their intuition soon after Shen Yingshu left? Why did she return the favor and bring Shen Hao and her parents' driver over to catch him? Together with these two coincidences, this matter has nothing to do with Shen Yingshu. Ying Shu has nothing to do with it, is it possible?
"What did I frame you for?" Shen Yingshu said pointedly: "Meng Zhiyuan, I was married to you, but you and Su Mingyu did such a thing to frame me. If you didn't say anything, we are divorced! "
Huh~huh~huh~
Her breathing was very deep and rough, and the anger on her face was very real, not fake at all.
She endured it for several days, and even apologized to Su Mingyu humbly in order to cooperate with Su Mingcheng's plan. Now she finally found a chance to vent, and naturally she had to let out all the evil fire and resentment in her heart.
"Tell me, look at the camera and say, when did you start?"
Shen Yingshu pulled Su Mingyu to the ground by her hair, pointed at the cell phone in the driver's hand and asked loudly.
"Let her go."
When Meng Zhiyuan saw that Su Mingyu had suffered a loss, with scratches all over his face and shoe marks on his body, he couldn't bear it and tried to stop Shen Yingshu from committing violence. This angered Shen Hao and kicked him under the bed. He was already old. , my legs and feet were not good, and when I fell, I immediately sprained my waist, and I lay on the ground with my bare buttocks and kept moaning.
"Old man, you still have to protect your mistress at this time."
Like Shen Yingshu, Shen Hao was also holding fire in his heart.
Thumb thump thump thump...
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps at the top of the stairs. People in the room turned around and found that it was two neighbors who heard the sound.
Meng Zhiyuan's eyes darkened, and he thought it was over.
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