Published at 12th of April 2023 06:59:27 AM

Chapter 454 454 Cheng brother upside down, Meng Fu found that his younger brother model was angry (three or four more)

Meng Fu's brain exploded at the netizen who had broken his leg, and it instantly became blank.

Su Cheng's fingertips were squeezed into her other hand that was not holding the phone. Meng Fu's palm was delicate and soft because she hadn't done anything in the past two years, but Su Cheng's palm had a cocoon, and there was a slight crevice between her fingers. Gun cocoon.

His left hand is still tightly clasped on her waist, his right hand inserted between her fingers, and her fingers are pressed against the back of the chair, the whole person's breath is wrapped in a domineering taste. .

The narrow and cramped space in the car is hot and ambiguous because the air conditioner is turned on.

Meng Fu moved manually, but he was pressed tighter by him. Su Cheng's head was slightly sideways, the tip of his nose pressed against her face, and she gently kissed her lips. Hitachi's always cold eyes seemed to have After the fire, I felt scorching in the gloomy car and should not be ignored.

Neither of them had much experience, but Su Cheng bit her lip instinctively and slightly, and could feel his hand trembling on the back of the chair.

The overwhelming scorching breath swept over.

Dark parking lot, dim driver's seat, Meng Fu's mobile phone was placed in the tiny slit between the two, and it lit up one after another.

is the WeChat sent to her by Yang Lai.

asked if her agent had arrived.

Su Cheng stopped for a while, kissed the corner of her mouth again, and slowly moved her lips upwards, looking at the other party's always careless and frivolous eyes covered with a layer of mist, his eyes were dim, but he was holding back. , Only restrained and kissed her eyes.

The tip of her nose was still pressed against her face, and her voice became slightly dull: "It's uncle."

This is the voice that Meng Fu has always been unable to resist.

He pressed Meng Fu's face and slowly calmed down, but his fingers still squeezed into her fingers tightly, motionless.

The other hand clasping her waist touched her hand with the phone and took her to pick up the phone, with her lips pressed to her ear, and she smiled slightly, low and slowly: "He seems Very urgent, I sent a lot of messages."

Meng Fu was grasped by him, lowered her head, and the phone automatically unlocked to the WeChat page. Yang Lai sent more than a dozen WeChat messages in a row. She just came back to her senses, "Ah, he asked me where I was."

She clicked on the emoji package and found a suitable emoji package to reply.

Yang Lai thought for a while, and asked someone for a "received" emoticon package, and returned to Meng Fu.

She raised her head, and touched Su Cheng's gaze that still looked scorching, "No, you..."

"Since you don't sell yourself," Su Cheng's eyebrows were drooping, and he looked directly at her, his voice was low and dumb, with a chuckle, this person whispered in her ear: "Then I'll sell it to you, do you want to ?"

Meng Fu was still being held by him, and some of his unconscious minds even thought about it seriously, "Maybe...can't afford it."

Su Cheng found her lips again in the dim car, with a hoarse and vague voice: "Affordable, upside down."

Meng Fu was almost ingrained in his gentle and personable appearance, but now he is a little shaken.

**

at the same time.

Yang's house.

Yang Lai, who finally received Meng Fu's reply, breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but pause when he looked at Yang Hua who was talking to Mrs. Yang.

Can't contact Meng Fu for so long, is Yang Hua not worried?

Last time in the hospital, Meng Fu was in a coma. Mrs. Yang described that Yang Hua's miserable situation Yang Lai remembered. Why has it changed now?

Yang Lai retracted his gaze and looked at Steward Yang: "Dean Li, they have already left?"

When he returned, the car and people at the door had disappeared.

Steward Yang seemed to have recovered. He looked at Yang Lai and paused. Jiang Xinchen's incident almost reached his throat, but he stopped. "Well, Dean Li didn't stay for dinner, so he just finished talking to the young master. gone."

Yang Lai nodded, he was not surprised by these.

According to the protection of those people, it is impossible for Dean Li to eat out at will.

Butler Yang returned to his room after talking with Yang Lai. It was not too early at this time. Yang Lai and others only went back to rest as Butler Yang, and did not speak.

Yang Butler's room.

He is sitting at his desk, holding a book, but he hasn't read it anymore. He looks at the car window and doesn't know what he's thinking.

Around eleven o'clock.

There was a knock on the door of Butler Yang.

is the driver of the Yang family. He is holding a black and white paper box. Butler Yang hastily opened the door to let people in.

The driver opened the box. Inside was an exquisite fighter model. He handed it to Steward Yang and wiped the sweat off his head. This is a limited edition worldwide, and I also got it from a collector.

Butler Yang took a look, and the model looked more realistic than that of Jiang Xinchen yesterday.

He also had some insights. With this model alone, it was expensive to build. The six-figure price would be enough to compensate Jiang Xinchen.

"Okay." Butler Yang put away the model and let the driver leave.

After he left, butler Yang couldn't sleep either. Jiang Xinchen didn't come down to eat at night. He knew how much he was affected by Pei Xi.

After a long while, butler Yang got up from the bed again and walked outside to look at the lights upstairs.

The light in Jiang Xinchen's room was on. Butler Yang was silent for a while, then took his model and went upstairs to find Jiang Xinchen.

He did not sleep, he opened the door calmly, his brows were a little pale: "Steward Yang."

"This is a new model I'm looking for." Butler Yang handed him the box in his hand, and his lips moved. "Limited edition. The boss said you guys like it. Do you like it?"

Jiang Xinchen only looked at Steward Yang without speaking, his eyes were dark like a deep pool.

Butler Yang was silent for a while, then opened the gift box and showed Jiang Xinchen the airplane model inside, "Look at it."

"I don't want it." Jiang Xinchen shook his head.

Steward Yang was silent for a moment. He looked at Jiang Xinchen, his eyes darkened: "You also know the identity of Miss Pei, you may not have heard of the Duan family, but you have to know that she can let you drop out of the first high school with a word of her. You also know that our husband has to listen to the old lady Duan. Miss Pei is now the celebrity in front of the old lady. You don't want your sister to be struggling in the entertainment industry, right?"

Jiang Xinchen suddenly raised his head.

Butler Yang looked at him quietly.

"Housekeeper Yang, what are you two doing?" Yang Zhaolin's room door opened, and he was diagonally across from Jiang Xinchen, looking at them suspiciously.

Butler Yang's complexion changed.

Jiang Xinchen took the model from Butler Yang's hand and looked at Yang Zhaolin. He shook his hands on both sides, with a normal expression, "Steward Yang, seeing that I am resting late at night, will give me milk."

Butler Yang's tight back immediately eased. He tilted his head and looked at Yang Zhaolin, "Yes, Master, you also have to rest early, good night."

He dared not look at Yang Zhaolin, he turned around and walked downstairs.

Jiang Xinchen's door was half open, and his hand holding the box was blocked by the door. He looked at Yang Zhaolin and said good night to him.

then closed the door.

Oppositely, Yang Zhaolin slightly twisted his eyebrows.

He stood there for a while, then wrinkled his eyebrows and knocked on Jiang Xinchen's door.

In the room, Jiang Xinchen looked at the gift box on the table, took a deep breath, heard the knock on the door, he calmed down, calmed down for a long time, then walked over and opened the door.

is Yang Zhaolin.

Yang Zhaolin glanced at him, said nothing, just bypassed him and walked inside.

Jiang Xinchen was taken aback for a moment, followed, and quickly said: "Brother..."

"What's this?" Yang Zhaolin saw the paper box, stretched out his hand to open it, and saw it was a model airplane.

Jiang Xinchen took a pen to do his homework, and then shrugged, It's okay. Butler Yang saw that I like airplane models. He gave this to me.

"Give it to you?" Butler Yang and the servants in the family like Jiang Xinchen, and Yang Zhaolin knows them all.

It was not surprising that Yang Zhaolin heard that Steward Yang gave Jiang Xinchen the airplane model. He looked at the glass of milk on Jiang Xinchen's table and found nothing wrong.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Jiang Xinchen, then rubbed his head, "I see, don't do your homework, rest early, and sleep late will affect IQ."

"Okay." Jiang Xinchen lowered his eyelashes.

Fortunately, today is not Meng Fu, otherwise his clumsy acting skills can't fool her.

Yang Zhaolin went out, closed the door for Jiang Xinchen, and then looked at the direction of Jiang Xinchen's door, and then looked downstairs, and twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Xinchen has something to do not want him to know.

He curled his eyebrows and went back to the room thoughtfully.

His room has a circle of bookshelves and a small blackboard with a bunch of formulas written on it. He didn't read it either. He just looked at the mobile phone on the table and made a call.

"Isn't you looking for me so late?" On the other side of the phone, there was interest in being disturbed.

Yang Zhaolin didn't care about him, "Collect me a few out-of-print airplane models."

"Master, what do you want this for?"

"Just send it to me, please hurry." Yang Zhaolin sorted the books on the table.

"Okay," I didn't ask anymore, I heard Suosuo's voice, and then the voice became more empty, "Which address is your home or Yang's?"

Yang Zhaolin has a place to live outside, but recently because of academic problems, he has been living in the Yang family. He thought for a while, "Yang family."

**

Pei's house.

Yang Baoyi looked at Pei Xi, On the Duan's side, you also have to keep your distance and hold yourself. A family like Shenmin is different from ours.

Peixi nodded, "I know."

"Your grandma, I like you very much," Yang Baoyi smiled, "After a while, can you bring Shenmin with her on her birthday?"

"Hmm." Pei Xi nodded.

Yang Baoyi paused again, "His brother..."

The cold back figure suddenly appeared in Pei Xi's mind, "He...I didn't even see the front."

Invite him, it may be difficult.

Yang Baoyi also knows that it is already a surprise to see Duan Shenmin today.

"Now the research institute also values you, everyone knows that you know Dean Li," Yang Baoyi looked at Pei Xi, "I have people in the Yang family and I praise your patent."

Pei Xi had a meal and changed the subject, "Cousin, he has hope to go to the Federation."

"Well," Yang Baoyi also remembered another thing after saying that, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Your uncle likes Jiang Xinchen very much."

Pei Xi sneered, "Uncle is in the game, so I can't see Meng Fu clearly."

Yang Baoyi now looks down on Meng Fu, Meng Xun and Yang Zhaolin, but still has to rely on Yang Lai's financial resources, "Meng Fu is no more than a girl, and can't threaten you. You are too unsettled."

Pei Xi didn't speak, she naturally didn't think Meng Fu could threaten her, she just...

Can't get used to Meng Fu's eagerness to show off.

"It's just an airplane model," Pei Xi didn't care too much, and smiled sarcastically, "Can he turn the sky over?"

She has a higher vision now. With Duan Shenmin and Ren Jia, and the research institute behind her back, she is a little dissatisfied with Yang Lai.

"Can't say that, your uncle personally arranged for Jiang Xinchen to study, this matter is not handled well, it is a barrier," Yang Baoyi frowned, "I will ask him to buy a new airplane model for him."

Pei Xi didn't care too much. She felt it was unnecessary for Yang Baoyi to do this, but she didn't say anything.

**

Su Cheng residence.

After he came back, he was still very busy and had a video conference with Su Xian in the lobby downstairs.

Meng Fu could hear his perfunctory voice from far away.

She took a bath, went downstairs and poured herself a glass of milk in the kitchen. The milk was boiled on top of Su Cheng and set the temperature.

The temperature is just right at this time.

Meng Fu looked at the milk and drank it carelessly, but looked around the refrigerator.

Su Cheng was originally impatient to deal with the group of people in the Su family, but seeing Meng Fu came down, he was not so patient. Looking at the faces of several elders on the computer, he said lightly, "That's it."

is still a cold and unsmiling face.

Before Su Xian makes a sound, turn off the video directly.

"You live upstairs at night." Su Cheng put the computer on the table and walked to the kitchen. He saw the small pot she left at random. He reached for it and washed the small pot neatly. Put them in the cabinet in Sudi.

The tone is still his Su Cheng's style, but looking at her eyes, there is a hint of gentleness.

Meng Fu knew that he was a little clean.

She looked away, walked outside, saw his computer, and asked casually, "Isn't that your room?"

Su Cheng The place here is big, but there are not many rooms. Apart from the master bedroom, there is only a second bedroom.

"Well," Su Cheng put the lid on, "I live in another room. I don't come here often. They have lived in Su Di."

Although Su Cheng had to change the sheets after staying once.

Meng Fu let out a cry, drinking milk all the time, looking at Su Cheng's computer.

His computer is not available on the market. Meng Fu glanced at it and knew that it was a concept computer in the laboratory. She moved her eyes to the computer desktop.

His computer desktop is very clean, neat and tidy.

Su Cheng sat next to her, rested on the sofa behind her with one hand, remembering what she said at night.

He took the phone and found an avatar

Planning a house in the city center, I will give you the information of the head of the household tomorrow.

Dou Tian: [OK, three days]

Meng Fu saw a familiar software icon and tilted his head: "Have you been in the game?"

She couldn't imagine him playing games.

Su Cheng looked at Dou Tian's reply, and paused, only then did he let out a clear "um".

Meng Fu pondered, "Then why don't you add me?" She sat on the sofa, raised her chin, "Open the PK list, the first is the next."

Su Cheng did not speak, only looked up, looking at her with deep eyes.

Meng Fu could not help but sit up straight.

Su Cheng looked at her for a while, and spoke indifferently, a little lazy: "You lock the door at night."

Meng Fu raised his head: "...?"

"Forget it, it's nothing." Su Cheng didn't rush.

**

The next day.

Jiang Xinchen returned the airplane model he had received to Steward Yang, and continued to ask about Jiang Yu's house.

Butler Yang didn't dare to move too much. After Yang Baoyi gave him an airplane model, he returned the airplane model to Yang Baoyi and told her about Jiang Xinchen's status, "Miss Baoyi, Master Xiao Jiang doesn't use an airplane model. He... He won't say it, don't worry, although he is a child, he knows how to measure it."

On the other side of the phone, Yang Baoyi frowned.

She looked at the returned airplane model, her eyebrows darkened.

She is also a businessman and she is suspicious by nature.

If Jiang Xinchen had accepted the airplane model, Yang Baoyi would definitely not think too much.

confiscated at this time, she couldn't help it.

"Director Yang?" The secretary beside him looked at Yang Baoyi.

Yang Baoyi recovered. She glanced at the secretary and said lightly: "Find the brothers before you, and help me warn someone. He is going to school to transfer files today. I will give you the information later."

The secretary apparently helped her deal with many such things.

He glanced at Yang Baoyi and nodded, "I see."

He left quietly.

After the secretary left, Yang Baoyi stood in front of the window and watched the black car underneath leave, then turned back and reopened the file.

She has always worked steadily. Yesterday Pei Xi's affairs had to be known to Yang Lai, which was not very good to them.

can only hit Jiang Xinchen.

Yang Baoyi lowered her eyes, flipping through the documents in her hand.

I hope that Jiang Xinchen can be interesting.

**

Yang's house.

Meng Fu came in the morning and talked to Jiang Xinchen about the house.

Ms. Yang went out to look for her noblewoman group, and this time she brought Yang Hua. I heard from the servant that Mrs. Yang would take Yang Hua to the spa.

Jiang Xinchen has gone to school.

Yang Zhaolin went to the research institute early in the morning.

should have entered Duan Shenmin's team.

"Miss Afu, drink milk." The servant brought Meng Fu a glass of milk.

The two were talking, and a servant came in with a bunch of things outside.

Meng Fu took a look, and said "Don't touch valuables" on it.

"This was bought by Young Master Xiaojiang." The person who gave the goods had already explained clearly to the servant. He looked at Meng Fu and explained with a smile, "Yesterday Young Master Xiaojiang played with the aircraft you made for a day."

He glanced at the logo on it, "Yeah", "It turned out to be a collector's edition? Where did you get these?"

Meng Fu looked at these expensive things at first glance, went around, then "tucked", "Can Jiang Xinchen be so expensive now?"

She doesn't play with models, but she also knows that one of these treasures is very expensive.

Yang Zhaolin is worthy of being a local tyrant, as soon as he buys it, he is a collection room.

Meng Fu glanced, then walked upstairs with the milk, and waved to the servant, I'll go to Xinchen's room to see, you don't care about me.

Jiang Xinchen's room has very few things.

Meng Fu saw that his boxes and books were all packed, he raised his eyebrows, sat down at his desk, and turned over the exercises he hadn't finished. He sent her to her last night, and he was only one step away from writing.

Meng Fu took the pen and filled in this step.

In his pocket, the phone rang, it was Su Cheng, "Are you going to have dinner at Yang's house at noon?"

Meng Fu put his hands in his ears, flipped the drawers casually, and said lazily: "Should you? Take him to see the house after eating."

She also has to look at Yang Zhaolin's great work.

Su Cheng should be talking to someone over there, he replied in a low voice, "I will call when the time comes."

Meng Fu lowered his head and casually closed the drawer opened by his hand.

When I was about to close, my hand stopped.

I saw her yesterday's flying machine

One wing broke.

She looked at the wing and made no sound.

Su Cheng did not hear her answer, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Meng Fu reached out and took out the aircraft. The smile on her face disappeared little by little. Outside the door, footsteps sounded. She tried her best to calmly say: "I'll call you later."

Just as Jiang Xinchen knew her, she also knew Jiang Xinchen. If Jiang Xinchen broke this by himself, he should have looked for her last night.

But he didn't.

Not only that, but it's hidden.

Meng Fu looked out the door.

Outside the door, Jiang Xinchen came in. He came in hiding from the servant. The servant naturally had no chance to tell him that Meng Fu was waiting for him in the room.

He opened the door, and after entering, he leaned on the door and closed his eyes, letting out a sigh of relief.

But found that the room was a bit cold, and there seemed to be a line of sight staring at him.

He was taken aback, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Meng Fu and the drawer opened by her side.

Jiang Xinchen's complexion changed a bit, he hurriedly hid his left hand behind him, then raised his head, "Sister..."

Meng Fu threw the phone on the table, ignored the airplane model, walked to him, and stopped in front of him: "Take it out."

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips, he didn't take it out, "Sister..."

Meng Fu looked at Jiang Xinchen, she almost calmly said: "Don't let me say it a second time, Jiang Xinchen."

**

got it real, don't you have a monthly pass! ! !

Good night, ps: Because the explosion is even more tens of thousands of times, the jet lag has changed, I will watch the babies at night (yes, I'm bald again)

Then ps: If it has been deleted, remember to poke me, I will take a screenshot and send it to the scarf~

(End of this chapter)