Chapter 63 "I'm also very good at warming the bed..."

Meng Beizhi frowned slightly and looked at Su Xiu warily:

"What are you doing here?"

When Su Xiu was brought back to the Meng family by Meng Wencheng, her grandmother was not sick yet.

It started at that time.

Su Xiu was very dissatisfied with her grandmother and once wanted Meng Wencheng to send her away.

It’s just that Meng Wencheng cares about face.

In addition, the prestige and influence left by the Ruan family are still there.

So I never agreed.

But a few years later.

My grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

After he had an attack, he threw all of Su Xiu's clothes out of the house.

Meng Wencheng sent him directly to this sanatorium.

Su Xiu didn't care about the look Meng Beizhi gave her.

Raising her hand to stroke her temples, she smiled and said, "The old lady is lost, so of course we have to come and see her."

Meng Beizhi did not ignore the pride in her eyes and eyebrows.

She said in a deep voice: "You are not needed here."

"Beizhi." Meng Nanyu glanced at Ruan Qing's room.

Then he whispered, "We are here to care about you out of kindness, why do you have to act like this?"

"Ms. Ruan Qing is still lying in there. To be honest, I think the old lady is really doing this for your own good—"

She moved closer to Meng Beizhi.

He lowered his voice and said, "She is already old and will die sooner or later. If she keeps staying here, she will only be a burden to you."

"Why not find a place while I'm still awake..."

She stopped there.

Because of the makeup.

Meng Nanyu's face is only 30% similar to Meng Beizhi's.

Now it looks like five points.

It's just that the malice in her eyes was too obvious.

It was obvious that he was waiting to see the show.

Meng Beizhi closed his eyes, and then——

She slapped Meng Nanyou hard in the face!

With a snap, the entire corridor fell silent.

"Meng Nanyou, do you really think I don't dare to hit you?"

Meng Beizhi was already feeling a bit anxious after worrying all night.

Hearing Meng Nanyou curse her grandmother again—

She used a lot of strength in that slap!

Meng Nanyu was slapped by her so hard that blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

The carefully done makeup was instantly messy.

The whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

She looked at Meng Beizhi in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"

Meng Beizhi was too lazy to care about her.

She turned her head and stared at Su Xiu, warning word by word:

"If you want to be beaten, you can stay here."

Su Xiu was shocked and angry: "Meng Beizhi, I am your elder!"

"Are you worthy?"

"You're crazy!"

Su Xiu was frightened by the hatred in her eyes.

He blurted out, "Your mental illness is actually inherited from that old woman and your mother!"

As soon as the words fell.

Meng Beizhi slapped Meng Nanyu in the face again with his backhand.

She didn't even blink.

"Go on."

"If you curse her, she'll get slapped."

Meng Nanyou's face was already swollen.

She screamed: "Meng Beizhi, what on earth are you going to do!"

"I want you to get out." Meng Beizhi finally fixed his gaze on her face: "Do you understand this time?"

"you--"

Meng Nanyou wanted to say something else.

Su Xiu grabbed him.

She whispered, "Don't waste your time with her. Have you forgotten that you still have to meet Prince Haitian in a while?"

"Go and treat the wound on your face first, and wait until you meet the Crown Prince—"

"There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with her then!"

Only then did Meng Nanyou suppress her anger.

She straightened her back.

Thinking of Prince Haitian who had invited him, his expression became proud again.

She looked at Meng Beizhi angrily.

"Do you know who I'm going to meet today? It's the prince of Haitian Group! When he finds out it was you who hurt me, just wait and see!"

Su Xiu hurried forward and held her back.

He scolded in a low voice: "Why tell her this--"

Meng Beizhi's face.

What if she has any bad intentions?

Meng Nanyou has no chance of winning!

Even Meng Nanyu's makeup today was done at her request to look like Meng Beizhi!

Mengbeizhi——

Even she had to admit that he was born with a good appearance!

Meng Nanyou reacted.

His face looked even uglier.

She took a deep breath.

Turn around and leave.

Then I heard Fu Wangye's voice: "Who did you say you were going to see?"

Meng Nanyou glanced at him.

"I forgot that you are still an employee of Haitian."

Meng Beizhi also reacted.

Meng Nanyou just said that she was going to meet the Crown Prince of Haitian——

Fu Wangye reached out, pulled up the hand that she had just hit Meng Nanyu, placed it in his palm and rubbed it slowly.

There was no emotion in his voice: "You want to see him too?"

"Prince Haitian is not a fool like Lu Rang."

"you--!"

Meng Nanyou's face looked even uglier.

Su Xiu was still able to keep her composure.

He forcibly took her away and quickly treated the injuries on her face.

Meng Beizhi looked at his hand which was being held in his palm and massaged continuously.

Hoarsely said: "You shouldn't have provoked her just now, what if..."

"What if?"

Fu Wangye laughed, "What if he goes to the Crown Prince and says something bad about me, and then gets me fired?"

Meng Beizhi didn't say anything.

Haitian hid the identity of this prince very well.

Meng Nanyou can now say that she went to see him.

She's not stupid either.

It's impossible to talk nonsense about this.

So it is possible that he really knows the prince.

Fu Wangye saw that she really cared.

She lowered her eyelashes and smiled softly: "Don't worry, she will definitely not be able to see the prince."

Meng Beizhi frowned: "Why?"

"I just said that, because he's not stupid."

He said indifferently, "Haitian Group has come this far. Do you think everyone in it is really like Lu Rang?"

"but."

He changed the subject: "Did you let out enough air just now?"

Meng Beizhi paused, "Almost."

I've been holding in the frustration all night.

All of this was vented out in the two slaps he gave Meng Nanyu.

Fu Wangye used moderate force and slowly moved her wrist.

He suddenly asked, "Mr. Meng, if I am really fired by Haitian Airlines, will you support me?"

Meng Beizhi squinted at him and asked, "What skills do you have that would allow me to support you?"

"I cook delicious food, give great massages, and I can even warm your bed."

He pressed on Meng Beizhi's palm: "You like it too——"

Meng Beizhi pulled his hand back.

"You think too much. I don't like it."

Fu Wangye: “…”

Just about to say something else.

Secretary Lin brought the dean over.

"The doctor named Luo Ping ran away!"

The expression on Fu Wangye's face instantly disappeared.

The black eyes were cold.

"What's going on?"

"He didn't come to work today." Secretary Lin said.

"And no one answered the phone when I called him, and no one was at home either."

"More importantly—"

Secretary Lin looked at Meng Beizhi unconsciously.

He hesitated and said, "A cleaner in the hospital said that he had seen Luo Ping and Long Yue's Mr. Lu together before, and last night it was supposed to be another doctor who saw the old lady, but somehow it was Luo Ping who changed to..."