Shi Ling: "This voice sounds familiar. I think I've taken his car before."
Luo Yuan: "It seems a bit like the last time in Happy Valley, when the takeaway was eaten by the ghost bride and the Meituan driver asked us to reorder a few more takeaways."
"Crap, it's you guys."
The King of Hell on the other end of the phone also heard the conversation between Shi Ling and Luo Yuan. If he didn't want to reveal his identity, he would have wanted to go up to the sky and pull the two of them down.
Yan Wang roared: "Cancel the order now!"
Shi Ling and Luo Yuan: "Okay, okay."
According to the location given by Luo Yuan, Shi Ling flew quickly to the Mei family in Hecheng next door. While no one was paying attention, he quickly landed on the balcony of the Mei family villa.
Shi Ling glanced into the house. The balcony was connected to a meeting room. There was a glass door and curtains between the balcony and the living room. At this moment, the doors and windows were half open for ventilation.
Shi Ling and Luo Yuan hid behind the curtains and peeked out, but there was no one in the conference room.
Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, frowned, and asked Shi Ling, "Why don't you go through the main entrance?"
"His estate is too big. You said the red-roofed villa in the middle is his home, so I'll stop here." Shi Ling asked, "How about we fly to the main gate?"
"Forget it. It's not good to be discovered. I'll send a message to my senior brother to pick us up."
However, just as Luo Yuan sent the message, the two heard footsteps and voices approaching in the living room.
"I think the fifteenth of next month is a good date. How about holding the wedding on that day? Although it's a bit rushed, there is still more than a month to prepare from now on." said a deep middle-aged male voice.
Another male voice responded, "Very good. Brother Yao, don't worry. We in the Mei family have all the proper etiquette and will definitely give Qingru a grand wedding."
A cute female voice said shyly, "Brother Nanluo and I don't understand those things either. We just listen to Dad and Uncle Mei."
Shi Ling exclaimed silently, then asked softly, "Is your senior brother getting married?"
Luo Yuan shook his head in confusion, "I don't know either. I haven't heard Senior Brother mention it before."
Shi Ling was just about to say that Mei Nanluo was dishonest for not telling anyone about such a big thing, and she also wanted to ask Luo Yuan to take her to the banquet when the time comes.
But at this moment, Mei Nanluo's voice came from the living room: "Next year is the year of the widow."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other people in the living room fell silent.
Patriarch Yao was visibly taken aback, his mind quickly going over the news—in the Year of the Widow, his daughter became a widow, and it wasn't his daughter who died. Okay, no problem.
The head of the Yao family said: "It's okay, our Yao family will suffer a little loss."
The head of the Mei family was silent for a moment, "It's okay, Nan Luo has a strong life, which just offsets the widow years."
Mei Nanluo glanced at his father sarcastically, "I don't agree with this marriage!"
The head of the Mei family flew into a rage. He picked up the cup and threw it at Mei Nanluo, "You unfilial son! How could you disagree? Qingru was your fiancée since childhood. If you hadn't disfigured Qingru by playing with firecrackers, this marriage wouldn't even be yours!"
Mentioning this, the usually gentle Mei Nanluo suddenly became emotional: "I told you it wasn't me! It was Mei Beiqi who threw the firecracker into Yao Qingru's hat!"
The gentle woman next to Patriarch Mei suddenly covered her mouth and burst into tears. "Nanluo, you were still young back then. It's not unforgivable that you got into trouble out of play. But can you please stop putting the blame on your brother? He was only five years old back then. How could he lie?"
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