"What are you staring at? Sit down and eat!"
Meng Side suddenly felt a little displeased with his grandson. Why did he feel that Ling Xiao was much smarter than him?
Meng Sigui came back to his senses, looked around, and lowered his voice excitedly, "Grandpa, I heard that in exchange for saving my life, I should repay you with my own body..."
She is good-looking and liked by the elders. If you marry her, she will definitely be a good wife.
Meng Side paused, looked at him strangely, and finally managed to say, "You don't deserve it."
He really wasn't belittling him. They were the same age, but he was idle all day, attracting men. Then look at other men, they couldn't compare to him...
While Meng Sigui was being disliked by everyone, Meng Qidi was already on the phone over there, but she hung up after a short while.
The two made the call at the front desk.
"Why did he hang up?" the old man asked suspiciously before he could say a few words.
"He's not here. He's on a mission. I'll tell them to wait until he comes back."
The old man suddenly became so considerate. Meng Qidi always felt that he might have done something bad and was feeling guilty.
"Okay, let's go back to the dining table and eat..."
"Let's go!"
The old man was interrupted by the sudden voice.
This voice is very familiar to the old man. That bastard Zhao Youwei is still here!
He was about to leave in anger, but Meng Qidi grabbed his clothes and said, "Teacher, calm down! Listen to what's going on."
The old man snorted coldly, and his anger subsided a lot.
Ge Mei's voice rang out, "Brother Youwei, are you willing to leave like this? Don't forget that you are Mr. Zhao's relative! Don't you know what happened inside today? If you leave today, everyone will know tomorrow that Meng Qidi is Mr. Zhao's descendant. Not to mention the old man's family business, even those connections will belong to Meng Qidi!"
The old man who said this took a deep breath. He really didn't know that his "big family and big business" was being coveted by others.
Meng Qidi lowered her eyes and smiled softly, with a hint of sneer in her eyes.
Ge Mei at the door held onto Zhao Youwei tightly and wouldn't let him leave. She was a little panicked now. She couldn't let Zhao Youwei leave. Things had already gone beyond her expectations...
Things clearly didn't go in this direction. How could Meng Qidi be admitted to university and get connected with Mr. Zhao?
Shouldn't she just stay in her hometown after getting married?
Taking a deep breath, Ge Mei calmed herself down. She couldn't let things go back to the way they were, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain...
"Brother Youwei, you are the one closest to Mr. Zhao. So what if Meng Qidi is his student? Can she provide for him in his old age? Won't you be the one wearing mourning clothes in the future?"
"We can't leave. Don't forget your ideals. Getting Mr. Zhao's approval is the most important thing. Brother Youwei, your family is in such a bad situation now. If you don't go in this time, you won't be able to go to college..."
Who would have thought that during the years when Zhao Youwei went to the countryside, his father became addicted to gambling and almost lost everything...
If she didn’t know that Zhao Youwei was… she wouldn’t want to waste her time…
There was silence outside. Inside the restaurant, Meng Qidi raised her eyebrows. She seemed to have heard something extraordinary.
Zhao Dezhong sneered, "Wearing mourning clothes... This female comrade is not a good person. She actually cursed the old man to die. Bah! The old man would not let them wear mourning clothes even if he went to beg for rice!"
Meng Qidi twitched her lips. Your focus is really...
Afraid that the old man would rush out, Meng Qidi pulled him back to the banquet.
Everyone has taken their seats and is talking to the younger generation.
Zhao Dezhong had a sullen face and, with his hands behind his back, led Meng Qidi to sit down at Meng Side's table.
"Who offended you?" Wen Chengliang asked suspiciously, his expression changed after he came back.
Zhao Dezhong ignored him and sat down.
Meng Qidi followed suit and sat down. The table was not full yet. Meng Qidi glanced around and saw that everyone was seated, but no food had been served. It seemed as if they were waiting for someone.
Anyone else coming up with the finale?
A few minutes later, there was some commotion at the door. Everyone turned their heads to look and stood up.
There was a hint of surprise in Meng Qidi's eyes. What kind of person came that made these people stand up to greet him?
Several people came in, and leading the way was an old man who was nearly 80 or 90 years old. He had his hands behind his back, wearing a Tang suit, with his silver hair combed meticulously. He walked with the wind, and gave people a feeling of being in high spirits.
The old man was followed closely by a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties, with kind eyes and a gentle look, giving people a much kinder impression.
Meng Sigui leaned slightly to the side and lowered his voice.
"Look, this is the organizer of this banquet, the Patriarch of the Qiu family, a returnee from overseas. Next to him is his son. Don't be fooled by him, he looks like a Maitreya Buddha. You can only judge a person by his appearance, not his heart."
Meng Qidi was not interested in the appearance of this family. If she had not been dragged over by the old man, she would probably never have fought with them in her life.
Meng Qidi's gaze fell on the two young men behind her. Her eyes suddenly narrowed, and a hint of coldness flashed across her eyes. Meng Yuzhen!
"Yuzhen! Is that you? How can you pretend not to know me?"
Ge Mei's anxious voice suddenly came from the door. It was estimated that she had discovered Meng Yuzhen at the door.
Qiu Cheng frowned slightly and glanced at her, "Friend? Do you want to come over?"
Meng Yuzhen shook her head, "I don't remember. Let's not waste Grandpa Qiu's time."
Qiu Cheng calmly ordered the people behind him, "Close the door and kick them out."
The door was slammed shut, and the yelling Ge Mei was locked outside.
This episode did not cause much reaction among the public.
The old man of the Qiu family sat down at the head seat of Meng Qidi's table with his hands behind his back. He smiled politely at everyone at the table. When his eyes passed over Meng Qidi, he was slightly stunned and a little distracted.
There were only two empty seats at the table. The man named Qiu Cheng took Meng Yuzhen to the next seat. Meng Qidi withdrew her gaze and fell into deep thought.
Here, the middle-aged member of the Qiu family stood by the microphone and said, "Thank you all, old friends, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend today's dinner. After nearly twenty years, my Qiu family has finally returned to China."
There was thunderous applause in the audience.
"Bah, to put it bluntly, they run away when something goes wrong, and come back when the problem is solved..."
Zhao Dezhong sneered and muttered something, but his voice was not loud. However, Meng Qidi heard it clearly with her sharp ears, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
With such behavior, it would be strange if the teacher didn't get beaten.
The speaker on the stage was very excited and the audience echoed him enthusiastically. The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the result and after a few words, the meal began.
While no one was paying attention, Meng Sigui took the opportunity to whisper in Meng Qidi's ear.
The head of the Qiu family, Qiu Bingwen, and his son, Qiu Wentian, were famous landlords in the Republic of China. In the early 1960s, they probably heard some rumors and moved their family to Ao City. They returned to China at the end of last year.
"Mr. Qiu is talking about her? My student Meng Qidi, the only student, is very outstanding. Let me make it clear first, she is married and you are not allowed to be a matchmaker."
Zhao Dezhong pulled his apprentice under the table, not forgetting to remind the two young men who were whispering.
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