"Third Uncle is not young, but he is very curious."
"I'm still wondering, my niece-in-law has changed a lot, how did she make such rapid progress in acting? She even outshines Qingqing... Did she take some magic pill and suddenly her brain became clear?"
"You check her." Rong Wei's tone was affirmative. His eyes were no longer calm, but instead revealed a dangerous sharpness and a hint of coldness.
"These things are not difficult to investigate. I said that I am just a little interested in her and I don't have any bad intentions. How could a man like Meng Yupu raise such an outstanding daughter?" Rong Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth, as if mocking or sighing.
Rong Wei stood up and walked slowly to Rong Zhen. He lowered his head, his eyes seemed to be frozen: "I don't care what your purpose is, don't try to use Meng Yao."
His palm fell on Rong Zhen's shoulder, and he unconsciously exerted force, with a warning in his voice: "Third Uncle is so old, I think he should know what to do and what not to do."
Rong Zhen raised his eyebrows in slight surprise, and then a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
It's getting more and more interesting...
His nephew had always been calm and composed, and almost nothing could make him frown. But now, he had such intense emotional ups and downs, and the reason was his wife.
"You care about her so much?" Rong Zhen smiled and said, "You are exposing your weakness, Rong Zhen."
"Weakness?" Rong Wei also smiled. The difference between his smile and that of the old fox Rong Zhen was that his smile was like a knife hidden in the snow, giving people a cold and fierce feeling, without any concealment.
"I'm going to tell you this. If you dare to have any evil thoughts, I will make you pay."
He has never hidden the fact that he likes Meng Yao. Their relationship has never been one that can be hidden from the public. He wants to give Meng Yao everything she likes.
He didn't want to hide the fact that he liked Meng Yao, but he couldn't hide it either, so he might as well be open about it. He would not allow anyone to take any action against Meng Yao.
"What if I move?" Rong Zhen's tongue tip touched his back teeth.
"You can try." These few short words contained a chill that penetrated deep into the bones.
Rong Zhen laughed loudly and clapped his hands, saying, "Young people are extraordinary. I was just joking, so don't take it too seriously."
*
After the banquet, Meng Yao got off the elevator and went straight to the lobby. She was still wondering in her heart how long Rong Yan had been waiting.
When Xia Yansen saw Meng Yao coming over, he immediately handed the bouquet in his hand to Rong Yan.
Xia Yansen's hands were sweating even now. He had to admit that the scene of two tigers fighting was not something that ordinary people could stand. He pounded his thigh. He couldn't even remember when Rong Zhen left. After that, Rong Zhen was emitting low pressure all over his body.
Turning to look at Meng Yao again, this was more than just ordinary friendliness. Although Meng Yao had a bad temper, she would not release coldness for no reason. This showed that she might still have a gentle temperament.
The fresh roses are so beautiful and the packaging is so pretty. The font on the card is sharp and bold, yet stable. You can tell who wrote it at a glance.
Rong Wei handed the rose over, the coldness in his eyes had long since faded away: "Happy wrap-up."
Xia Yansen was watching from the side and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What a double standard...
Meng Yao took the bouquet with a smile: "I remember the last time I celebrated my birthday, it was roses. Why don't you try other flowers?"
Meng Yao thought of the flowers sent by fans, of all kinds and colors.
Rong Yun was stunned for a moment, then slowly said: "I like roses."
Meng Yao smiled and said, "Like roses? What kind of reason is that?"
"Do you like other flowers?"
Meng Yao followed Rong Wei and walked forward while sniffing the rose in her arms: "I don't have a favorite flower."
The scent of roses is always rich and alluring, but after just a quick sniff, Meng Yao felt her brain seemed dizzy.
She smiled and said, "Rose is good too, I like it very much."
Rong Yan couldn't help but smile.
Xia Yansen had already trotted forward. What sins had he committed in his previous life that he deserved to be a dog in this life, a single dog...
*
For a period of time after the filming was completed, Meng Yao lived a relatively happy life.
All the things that I didn’t have time to enjoy in the past are arranged, including delicious food, hot spring bathing and script-killing…
The latter is a small game that she has been interested in recently and was recommended to her by Xiao Song.
Xu Shuiqing has had some free time recently, so the two of them went out a lot privately and tried many of the famous foods in Beijing.
Xu Youlan's health has not been very good recently, and Rong Ying is busy with work and often cannot take care of both of them. When Meng Yao is free, she goes to the old house to visit.
Meng Yao took the soup cooked by Wang Ma, called the driver and went out.
Xu Youlan is the only one living in the old house, and other family members take turns to take care of her. This has become an unspoken rule.
Today it was Rong He's turn. He was usually quiet and aloof, so Meng Yao didn't have much contact with him, so she just simply said hello.
"Sister-in-law, are you going to visit grandma?"
Meng Yao picked up the food box in her hand and said, "I just made this soup. I wonder if grandma will like it."
Rong He's eyes showed a faint smile: "You will definitely like it, sister-in-law, I will take you upstairs."
Meng Yao was stunned for a moment. It must be said that the brothers of the Rong family looked somewhat similar.
"No need, you rest down there."
Rong He had already stood up from the sofa: "Just to see if grandma has finished her medicine."
Xu Youlan's bedroom was on the second floor, and Aunt Hong was guarding next to her.
Xu Youlan seemed to have just finished taking medicine, and Aunt Hong was wiping the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.
Xu Youlan was very surprised when she saw Meng Yao: "Yaoyao is here."
Meng Yao smiled meekly and placed the food box on the table beside her: "Grandma, I remember you said that you liked the soup cooked by Wang Ma the most."
Xu Youlan smiled, her eyes revealing a bit of nostalgia, and she sighed: "Yes, it has been so many years."
She looked at Aunt Hong beside her and ordered, "Go and serve me a bowl to try."
Aunt Hong was a little hesitant: "You just took the medicine, do you still have the stomach to drink soup now? It's not good to be full."
Xu Youlan waved her hand: "Go to Sheng."
Aunt Hong had no choice but to do as she was told.
Meng Yao advised, "I came at an unfortunate time this time. Keep the chicken soup aside for now. I'll ask Wang Ma to make another bowl of it another day."
Xu Youlan shook her head: "How can you be so weak that you can't even drink a sip of soup?"
After Rong He went downstairs, Aunt Hong was also sent out by Xu Youlan.
Xu Youlan drank half a bowl of chicken soup, then held Meng Yao's hand and talked a lot of personal words.
Meng Yao listened quietly and responded from time to time. She always felt that Xu Youlan had something to say to her.
(End of this chapter)