Why are you so scared?

Mian'ao is innocent. She is just harsh on those who harbor ill will towards her. She doesn't hit good people.

“Is that delicious?”

Siming was stunned for a moment before he understood what Mian'ao was talking about.

"I don't know. When I catch him, I'll take you to see him."

Cotton-padded jacket nodded repeatedly, already drooling with envy.

Sima Ming found it funny.

The next day at the Meng family.

Early in the morning, many people came in and out of the Meng family mansion, making it very lively.

In Grandpa Meng's study, the short and fat Meng Changqing looked at his tall and handsome grandson in front of him, and his old face was full of smiles.

"Yes, have you been doing well abroad these years?"

Meng Shihui smiled warmly and humbly: "Thank you for your concern, Grandpa. I am doing well, but I miss home and Grandpa very much."

"I feel really guilty for not being able to fulfill my filial duties to Grandpa. Fortunately, I will have time to make up for it later."

Meng Changqing felt very relieved after hearing this.

The love for this eldest grandson was not in vain. He knew how to think about his family and about this old man.

"Okay, you're tired too. Go take a rest while you have nothing to do. Then, follow Grandpa to meet the guests at the banquet."

Meng Shihui agreed with a smile.

The Meng family is a first-class family. The Meng residence is located in the powerful area of Jinghai City. It owns an antique small castle manor covering an area of ten acres, with lawns and gardens.

From a distance, it looks very solemn and majestic, and exudes an air of nobility.

The Meng family banquet was scheduled for the evening. Just after noon, guests began to arrive one after another. At the instruction of the old man, the Meng family members all went out to greet the guests with smiles on their faces.

It is unknown what is hidden beneath the smile.