As soon as Meng Fuguang returned to the Meng family villa, he was detained in the living room by his parents.
Sitting on the sofa, Xie Shiyan folded his arms, with a gloomy face, staring at Meng Fuguang like a little adult.
Can it be cured? Is it because you keep judging her every day?
Innocent Xiao Meng silently calculated in his heart, what could be the cause this time?
Meng Fuguang was lying on the sofa, and Lin Wanshu gave her an electric warmer, "Hold her for a while."
"Thank you, Mommy!"
The floor heater in the room was blazing hot, and Meng Fuguang didn't feel cold. However, seeing that his father looked unhappy, he still obediently took the electric heater and held it in his arms.
"Hehe, the singing is pretty good." Meng Feng flipped through the magazine in his hand and exaggerated unnaturally.
"Hey, thanks, Dad!"
"It's just that the pants are too short. Next time, you are not allowed to dance in shorts!"
"...Okay, Dad."
Father's love roars past.
They fell into silence again. Meng Fuguang buttoned his pants and shook his body nervously, "Dad, Mom, what do you want to talk to me about?"
She has been very well behaved recently. Because of the kidnapping incident, she has her own bodyguards with her every day when she goes out, and the bodyguards sent by Xie Yuzhou follow behind her.
It's inconvenient to go anywhere, it's so awkward.
Lin Wanshu glanced at Meng Feng. Meng Feng's hands were obviously shaking, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to say it.
Useless Dengxi, Lin Wanshu rolled his eyes at him.
"Fuguang, what is your relationship with Fu Muchen?"
Meng Fuguang was confused.
"What do you mean?"
"That's right, you two are pretty close..."
Indeed, we became friends without realizing it.
That's right! She had agreed to wait for him and Pei Yan to finish their relationship, but why did she let Xie Yuzhou trick her into leaving?
Finished.
"He's a nice guy. I've worked with him a few times and we have similar personalities."
Well, seeing that Meng Fuguang didn't show any shyness, Lin Wanshu roughly guessed that she probably had no interest in that boy.
"Hmph, what's the matter with the two of you stirring up trouble?" Meng Feng's ears pricked up high, afraid of missing out on any crucial news.
"Oh, that's just what netizens say. We have nothing to do with each other."
Good man, that’s it. She’s scared.
"......If you like this kid from the Fu family, dad will help you find a solution."
Head scratching, huh?
Meng Fuguang looked at his mother in confusion.
"Didn't Weibo say that Fu Muchen and the girl who plays the piano are a better match? Your dad is worried that you'll feel bad..."
"What nonsense are you talking about! I feel bad...when have I ever felt bad...what's the point of feeling bad? Stop talking so much..."
Meng Feng was talking incoherently for the first time. Meng Fuguang had just ended a bad marriage and he was afraid of upsetting his daughter-in-law further.
Xie Shiyan stared at Meng Fuguang closely, afraid of hearing a bad answer.
"Dad, Mom, I don't like him."
In the original book, this male protagonist is extremely scary when he criticizes people crazily, and his methods are much more cruel than Xie Yuzhou. She doesn't want to offend him, and she doesn't want to get too close to him.
What's more, Pei Yan is back, what can Fu Muchen think of her? My parents are overthinking.
Xie Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dad, Mom, why did you think of talking about this? Just because you read Weibo?"
"Yeah." Lin Wanshu glanced at Meng Feng. Sure enough, the child's father had an ugly look on his face.
The comments online were so ugly that Lao Meng felt bad but didn't know what to say.
Afraid that my daughter would be unhappy.
As soon as Meng Fuguang opened Weibo, he saw the hot search term #夢不了晨光一点#.
What the hell is this? Which good person could come up with such an entry? It's so lame that my tongue and mouth feel dry after reading it once.
{Did Brother Chenzi post a selfie today: To be honest, Mi Fa Gao really ruins people's popularity. He says all kinds of nonsense in all kinds of situations and has no manners as an artist.}
{Queen of Quan Neng’s sweetheart replied to Brother Chenzi, did you post a selfie today: What’s wrong? Do other people have their mouths on you? Do they still have to listen to your orders?}
{The boxing fan only cares about his mouth and replies to Dust Brother, did you post a selfie today: Who is the big boss in the entertainment industry? You can't earn even one hour of what the boxing fan earns in a year, but you're still here to show off your power.}
{Ms. Meng’s mouth is so sexy. She replied to Brother Chenzi, “Did you post a selfie today?”: “If you have nothing to do, put your phone down and carry two more bags of cement. You can even add an egg to your instant noodles at night.”}
Meng Fuguang:?
She flipped further down.
{My Dearest: So funny, this clingy girl doesn't think she is as good as her childhood sweetheart, right? Pei Yan is much better than Mi Fa Gao. She is just trying to ride on her popularity, how can FMC like her?}
{The old man's pants were a little loose and he replied to Qingqingwoxin: Uh, passers-by couldn't help eating melons. He asked politely, is the girl who pays for her the lover Song Zhiqing is referring to?}
{The old man who was on the minimum living allowance couldn't pay anymore and replied to Qingqingwoxin: Hahahahahahahaha, Qing fans, don't be too outrageous. Is there anyone who can compare to you in terms of licking dogs? Help me~ Your family's dirty laundry is almost drowning me~}
{The only designated successor of Mengjiaquan replied to Qingqingwoxin: Don't play it awkwardly, anyone with a straight eye can tell who is sticking to whom. Your sister is still singing for people at a rural banquet. If you really love, just die here, and I will ask her to come and cry for you.}
{The fiber optic intelligent robot replied to Qingqingwoxin: If you are not blind, come and watch my sister's solo tonight. In terms of face, figure, singing and dancing, and mental state, which aspect is not better than your master? If you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to people in need. What's the point of having a big head? Your little mouth is just for you to scold.}
{Rice cake punches Zhen Guanxi: Keep a close eye on your master, our house is not a stray animal shelter, what CP are you trying to match! Don’t get involved! Our sister is the only one who is beautiful! No one else can get involved! Our sister is the only one who is beautiful! No one else can get involved! Our sister is the only one who is beautiful! No one else can get involved!}
Meng Fuguang: ...
This year's fans, uh, emmmm...
She looked at her main account, which had eight million followers.
Small fans: 12 million.
Emmmm... She feels very guilty. It's someone else's masterpiece, a song that became popular in a hit TV series and a high-grossing movie.
Her masterpiece, mental state and mouth
Good guy, she was originally planning to use her second account to clarify the matter on Weibo, but in the end she didn't even need to say a word.
She silently sent a message on her trumpet.
{The low-income old man rips the earth apart: I mean, it seems like I’m the dumbest person in our family right now when it comes to talking.}
As soon as I posted this Weibo, new messages started to pop up.
{Quan Neng fans: Useless idol! Get behind me!}
{The double-ponytailed boxing treasure smells so good: The boxing world does not support idle people, Sao Rui, the boxing world’s big stage, come if you have a mother! }
{Xiao Zhang, a boxing fighter: Hug me, I just scolded a szq fan and made him quit the blog, merit +1.}
Meng Fuguang: ...
Here, keyboards for you.