Zhao Mengyu was not stupid at all. He understood immediately and took up his glass of wine and walked to Cui Mi. "Sir, I have admired you for a long time. I would like to offer you a toast."
No matter how well-mannered Cui Mi was, she still couldn't put on a good face when facing the man who had cheated on her precious granddaughter. She didn't feel honored by his admiration, but instead felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart.
He asked calmly, "Really? Then let me test you."
Zhao Mengyu's heart tightened and he felt a little scared.
As the eldest son of the Zhao family, he will be the heir of millions of family fortunes in the future. He reads and writes only to show off his knowledge. Has he ever really learned anything?
Facing the test from the great scholar Cui Mi, he felt uneasy, but he had to endure it and pretend to be happy.
Han Baoluo looked at his hypocritical appearance, curled her lips, and looked down upon him even more.
How could she have fallen for such a scum before? There is a saying that goes, "All that glitters is gold and jade, but all that is rotten is rotten inside." Zhao Mengyu doesn't even have the appearance of gold and jade, and is even worse than the annoying Mo Feiyang.
It was also at this time that Han Baoluo realized that Mo Feiyang was really good-looking, with hair as sharp as a knife, a pair of peach blossom eyes that always contained a frivolous smile, a nose as red as a hanging gall bladder, and lips... When her eyes touched his lips, she abruptly looked away as if she was burned.
Such a reaction naturally did not escape Mo Feiyang's eyes.
He leaned over and said, "How is it? Did you suddenly discover that I am extremely handsome and beautiful?"
Han Baoluo: “Puff!”
Where can a man describe himself as beautiful as a flower? This guy is really narcissistic!
Here, Cui Mi glared at Mo Feiyang secretly. This brat was hooking up with Bao Luo right under his nose. Did he think his grandfather was dead?
But now it is important to teach this kid named Zhao a lesson, and then settle the score with Mo Feiyang when we go back!
"Your father said that you have studied my book, The Record of Instructions for Practical Living, quite a bit. What do you think of my statement, 'The mind is the principle. Is there anything outside the mind, or a principle outside the mind?'"
Zhao Mengyu was dumbfounded. How could he see it? He had never heard of it before, so how could he see it? Dad, you have really screwed your son over. If you had known, you would not have come up to get close to him. How can you step down now?
He scratched his head and cheek, sweat dripping down his back, but he couldn't utter a single word.
"Well, what this means is, what it means is..."
Cui Mi shook his head. He didn't ask him to translate, but to express his own opinions. However, he didn't even understand the meaning of this sentence.
Seeing him shaking his head, Zhao Mengyu became more and more flustered.
Father Zhao was also very anxious. He wanted to remind him of a few key words, but he didn't dare to.
He couldn't help but glare at Zhao's mother. You spoiled him so much that he became a good son! I used to tell him how hard his son studied, which made him think that his son was a hard worker. I didn't expect him to be so useless! It really made him lose face!
At this time, Mo Feiyang joined in the fun and said, "Mr. Cui, in my opinion, this means that we should act according to our heart. As long as we are true to our heart, we will be worthy of the heaven and earth. Do you think I am right?"
Cui Mi stroked his beard and said, "It's not bad that you can understand this."
Mo Feiyang smiled brilliantly, his bright white teeth dazzled Zhao Mengyu.
He was sure that this bastard must have done it on purpose! Han Baoluo looked at Mo Feiyang with a little surprise, but he had a new respect for him.
She thought this shameless and scoundrel man was uneducated. She didn't expect that he had some knowledge.
In this test, Mo Feiyang VS Zhao Mengyu, the winner!
Zhao Mengyu returned to his seat dejectedly like a drowned chicken.
However, before he sat down, he heard Cui Mi say, "I came here for two main reasons. The first one is Bao Luo's marriage."
Father Zhao originally thought that his son's poor performance would definitely give Mr. Cui some ideas, but he didn't expect that he would actually bring it up.
But before he could be happy, Cui Mi continued, "Although marriage is a union of two families, it also requires the man and woman to love each other. Otherwise, if you put a pair of unhappy couples together, how can they live happily after marriage?"
Zhao's father and Han Zhengqing, who was sitting at the top, looked at each other. What did Elder Cui mean by this? It sounded a little strange. "Since Young Master Zhao and Second Miss Han have already promised to spend their lives together, we, Baoluo, will not hinder Young Master Zhao and Second Miss Han from living together. We also ask the Zhao family to return the token of love that was received when they got engaged. We will also return this jade pendant intact to Zhao."
Cui Mi took out a jade pendant from his arms and motioned Cui Fu behind him to give it to Zhao's father.
The jade pendant is clear and without a trace of impurities. It is indeed a good piece of jade, which shows the sincerity of the Zhao and Han families in their marriage.
Over the years, Han Baoluo has always worn this jade pendant on her body and rubbed it frequently, making it more moist and transparent.
However, after today, this jade pendant should be returned.
Han Baoluo looked at the jade pendant with a somewhat melancholy look. Mo Feiyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Like it?" He took out a jade pendant and stuffed it into her hand without saying a word.
It was a crystal clear white jade pony, obviously the owner's favorite, with a layer of warm patina on the surface.
With a faint warmth, was that...his body temperature? Han Baoluo felt as if he had been scalded, and threw the white jade pony back to him, "I don't want it."
The smile on Mo Feiyang's face faded gradually, "You are so precious to Zhao Mengyu, but you treat me like a worn-out shoe?"
Han Baoluo's heart tightened, as if it was grasped by a hand.
She opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.
“Bang!”
A loud slapping sound was heard.
Han Baoluo looked over and saw that Zhao Mengyu's face was tilted by the blow, and there was even blood at the corner of his mouth.
Mother Zhao was so distressed that she rushed forward to block Zhao Mengyu and put her face under the palm of Zhao's father. "Hit me! You are planning to hit me too!"
"You! You are totally unreasonable! As expected, loving mothers often spoil their children. Yu'er has become like this now, and you as a mother should take half the responsibility!"
Although Mr. Zhao was acting, he couldn't help but feel that this was the case when he said these words.
Han Zhengqing got down from his seat and held Zhao's father, "Brother Zeyuan, if you have anything to say, just talk it out. Why did you start fighting?"
If you want to teach Zhao Mengyu a lesson, just go home and teach him behind closed doors. Why teach him a lesson in front of so many people in their Han family?
Zhao Zeyuan put his hands on his waist and turned around a few times, his face still showing anger, "Evil creature, tell me yourself, what's going on between you and the second girl?"