Chapter 87 There are so many rich people in this world, what’s wrong with one more of me?

[What kind? Of course, the kind that makes you stink.]

[Meng Tinglan, your glamorous star halo will soon be gone.]

[By then, all the vicious labels such as ugly face, arrogant, homosexual, male mistress, etc. will be attached to you.]

[Hey, I'm kind of looking forward to what expression you'll have when this day comes.]

【I am such a bad woman. 】

After Meng Zhiyi got into the car, the whole car became quiet.

Only the sound of the female fans shouting in the video was replayed over and over again.

Shen Que sat beside her, lowering his eyes as if he heard nothing.

Meng Tinglan had even forgotten that his phone was still playing the short video over and over again. He swallowed and looked at Meng Yanchuan eagerly.

Although he still didn't really believe in Meng Zhiyi's ability to predict what was going on.

But being able to hear the voice of one's heart is already a very incredible thing, and there is nothing else that cannot be believed.

He licked his lips, reacted and turned off the video that was still playing, then hesitated about how to apologize to Meng Zhiyi.

Before he could say anything, a bell suddenly rang in the quiet car.

Meng Tinglan picked up the phone in a panic and subconsciously turned on the speaker.

"Brother Meng, are you coming to the game tonight?" There was a very young boy's voice on the other end of the phone.

Meng Zhiyi in the back row pricked up his ears.

【Competition? What competition?】

[Ah... I remember now, Meng Tinglan seems to have founded a professional athletics team. ]

[What was the name of that game... was it... One Sword, Three Lives? It seems to be an MMO game with a martial arts background. ]

[Not to mention, the plot mentions that Meng Tinglan's team is the most promising in the domestic competitive sports circle.]

Hearing this, Meng Tinglan curled his lips unconsciously, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"Hello? Brother Meng?"

Meng Tinglan was so focused on Meng Zhiyi's thoughts that he almost forgot he was still on the phone.

He quickly came to his senses and replied absentmindedly, "What game? Is there a game tonight?"

"Yes, the game officials recently held a gang league, and tonight is the preliminary round."

"Preliminary round, the preliminary round is..."

[However, Meng Tinglan didn't know that there was a traitor in the team he was so proud of, right? ]

[Haha, in the end, when it came to the crucial championship, I lost to my opponent by one point. ]

[I kind of want to go and see his game studio. How can I find a reason? ]

"Tell your teammates to wait. I'll be right over."

He had originally planned not to go, but he immediately changed his mind.

"You guys don't have anything to do anyway, why don't you come with me?"

After Meng Tinglan hung up the phone, he turned around and spoke to the people in the car.

Meng Yanchuan said "whatever" and then he shifted his gaze to Shen Que and Meng Zhiyi sitting in the back seat.

[Why are you looking at me? Do you still expect me to talk to you first? ]

[The steering wheel is not in my hands, so isn't it the driver who decides where to go? ]

Meng Zhiyi turned away, resting his chin on his hand and looking out the window.

Shen Que smiled secretly, then said, "It's fine with me. I have nothing to do at the company today."

Meng Tinglan listened to her awkward and arrogant voice, and couldn't help curling his lips: "Then when it's over later, I'll treat you to a big dinner."

Meng Zhiyi has a squint.

[With your bad physique, you can't even enjoy a big meal. 】

[Either they are disturbed by fans, haters, or sasaeng fans. 】

[Forget it, he won't be able to jump around for much longer anyway, so I'll just be kind enough to keep him company for a while.]

"Hurry up, I need to go home and sleep."

Before the car started, Meng Zhiyi said something reluctantly.

Hearing this, the other three people in the car all tried to hold back their laughter.

How come there are such weird people, yet they are so popular?

Soon, they arrived at the game studio founded by Meng Tinglan.

The studio is located in a villa, which was a birthday gift given to Meng Tinglan by Meng Zhizhou when he became an adult.

However, the Meng brothers and sisters all live at home, so the properties under their names are vacant.

Of course, except Meng Zhiyi.

Although the pocket money given to her by the Meng family was not small, because the original owner spent money lavishly in the early days and the housing prices in the capital were too outrageous, she still had no business under her name.

[The partiality is obvious. Several of my brothers have properties, but I don’t.]

Meng Zhiyi stood in the yard, looking at the manor-style villa with an area of ​​over 1,000 square meters, and curled her lips.

[There are so many rich people in this world, what's wrong with one more of me? ]

Meng Tinglan and Meng Yanchuan, who were standing by, secretly wiped their sweat after hearing this.

In fact, her family had planned to buy her a property so that she could move out of the Meng family.

However, the matter was put on hold after Meng Zhiyi and Meng Tingluan had a conflict and accidentally fell down the stairs.

Now, after hearing her voice, everyone has gradually begun to accept her and no longer has the thought of asking her to move out, so naturally they have not thought about buying a property.

Now hearing her mumbling like this in her heart, the two brothers looked at each other and thought about going back and talking to their families about it.

Afterwards, several people followed Meng Tinglan in and saw that the spacious living room had been converted into a small office.

There were young teenagers sitting in front of more than a dozen computers. They had childish faces and stared at the screen intently, their fingers moving nimbly on the keyboard.

Meng Zhiyi walked forward curiously, stopped behind a person, and looked at the dazzling special effects on the screen.

She rarely plays games, no matter which little world she is in.

Ever since she could remember, she had been traveling through different small worlds to complete her tasks.

She has only one goal, which is to complete the required number of tasks and retire with a generous bonus.

But Meng Zhiyi has never traced back to earlier memories.

She doesn't care who she originally was, where she was, or what happened.

Therefore, among the memories she has, nothing truly belongs to her.

"Is this game fun?" Meng Zhiyi looked at it for a while and asked.

Hearing her voice, the boy who was concentrating on the game turned around, and when he saw a beautiful sister standing behind him, a hint of shyness appeared on his young face.

"It's pretty good, do you want to try it?" the boy answered subconsciously.

"Is it okay?" Meng Zhiyi smiled slightly, feeling a little eager to try.

"Of course." The boy immediately stood up to make room for her and lent her his game account.

Meng Zhiyi was not polite. After she sat down, she quickly became familiar with the game operations with the boy's introduction.

Soon, Meng Zhiyi became an internet addict.

When Meng Tinglan came out of the meeting with the core team members, he saw that she had taken over the boy's seat and was having a great time.

"Okay, if you want to play, I'll give you an account later. They're going to compete now."

Meng Tinglan came over and spoke in a gentle tone.

Meng Zhiyi turned his head with his teeth bared, and immediately retracted his teeth when he saw it was Meng Tinglan.

She stood up and returned the seat to the young man, then said arrogantly, "I don't care."

[Humph, you want to bribe me with a crappy game? No way! ]

Meng Tinglan was speechless and said angrily, "Do you want to love me?"

On the side, Shen Que and Meng Yanchuan shook their heads in silence.

Forget it, every brother and sister has conflicts from time to time.

Then, several people were arranged to go to the audio-visual room, where they could watch the live broadcast of the game through a projector.

Meng Zhiyi snuggled down on the sofa with a bag of potato chips in her arms, happily waiting for the game to begin.

Just as she was watching with great interest, the cell phone in her pocket vibrated.

Meng Zhiyi took it out curiously and saw that it was a message from Ding Yue.

[This is incredible. Song Wei actually arranged for Shen Que's uncle to live in a rental house next to the school? ]

Beside him, Shen Que raised his eyelids.

Even Meng Yanchuan looked over in surprise.

When did Shen Que have a younger uncle?