In a corner of a dance hall in Beijing.
The two women were very drunk.
"Xiao Qiao, let me tell you, that man, I... uh..." Zhong Ping burped, her cheeks flushed, and she looked drunk.
"This ungrateful bastard, I was the one who started the business with him, and I was the one who rescued his father. Now, a bunch of vixens have registered their illegitimate daughter. Ugh!"
"You're drunk." The girl next to her named Xiaoqiao was full of helplessness. Although her face was also red from drinking, her eyes were clear.
Zhong Ping pushed her away and took another sip, her eyes blurry. "I'm not drunk. It would be better if I were drunk. He Meng Shuheng can play with men, and I, Zhong Ping, can play with women."
Xiaoqiao sat down helplessly, "You said you were not drunk, but you can't tell the difference between men and women. You are still playing with women, Zhong Ping, men don't have consciences, and we can't humiliate ourselves. If he is sorry, let's make him regret it for the rest of his life."
"How can I regret it for the rest of my life? Should I send him to the police station? He has done so many bad things, who would know about it?" Zhong Ping was drunk and had no idea what she said.
Xiaoqiao paused, quickly reached into her purse, gently pressed the recorder button, and then said softly, "Zhong Ping, don't talk nonsense. Your old Meng is such a good person. He is handsome and treats you well. We are so envious of him."
"Oh... that's because you don't know how many women he has secretly had." Zhong Ping sneered, "Over the years, what have I done to him? He wanted to be the director of a state-owned enterprise, and I helped him with the turnover. Later, when there was a problem with the funds, I also helped cover it up. As for him, he has done nothing but feel sorry for me."
"Zhong Ping, maybe it's a misunderstanding? Your old Meng doesn't look like that kind of person."
"No? He is a hypocritical person with a beastly heart!"
As if she was revealing her true feelings, Zhong Ping took another sip of wine. "The old factory director had helped him get into the factory, but he was ungrateful. When he was found to have amassed wealth as the deputy factory director, he let the old factory director take the blame for him."
"No, no way?" The little mouth opened.
"So you know a person by his appearance but not his heart. This is just one thing. He has done so many shameful things..."
The singing in the dance hall became louder and louder, gradually covering up the two people talking in the corner.
The two women seemed to be enjoying the drink and ordered another bottle of wine...
An hour later, a figure came out from the back and put the tape in the hand of the person waiting at the back door.
The two smiled at each other, nodded slightly, and the woman quickly went into the house again.
On this side, Meng Shuheng was driving around in a rage. When he came to his senses, he found that his car was parked downstairs of Ge Mei's house without him noticing.
Thinking of Ge Mei, he frowned. Ever since he brought Ge Mei back, many things were out of his control. This feeling of losing control was really bad.
He looked up at the upstairs. This house was given by him. It was not Ge Mei's original house. Moreover, both of Ge Mei's parents were still alive. He chose her just because she was ambitious enough.
After getting out of the car, closing the door, Meng Shuheng went upstairs.
Ge Mei opened the door and was slightly startled when she saw the man outside. Then she quickly stepped aside and said, "Uncle."
Meng Shuheng walked in with a frown, glanced around, and sat down on the shabby sofa.
Ge Mei quickly poured a cup of water and placed it on the table in front of him before sitting down and carefully asking, "What does uncle want to talk to me about? Does uncle's face matter?"
Meng Shuheng reached out and touched his face, frowning slightly, "It's okay, I'll lie here with you for a while."
After saying this, Meng Shuheng lay down and closed his eyes.
That crazy woman didn't care how long he hadn't slept. She made trouble every day regardless of the occasion. He had problems with several of his jobs and was exhausted every day. He still had to deal with her...
But they were just a few women, not taken home as wives and concubines, making a scene every day. He was still careful, but they even had an illegitimate child...
Meng Shuheng fell asleep directly on the sofa. Ge Mei was helpless. She couldn't just stop him from sleeping, right?
There was nothing else to do except to cover him with a blanket.
Meng Shuheng slept until about five in the afternoon. When he opened his eyes, the room was filled with fragrance.
He took a light sniff and almost forgot how little he had ever eaten home-cooked meals.
It seemed that chaos had begun. Something had happened to his father, so he was busy running around, and Zhong Ping no longer continued to cook at home.
Now, the family is well off and they hired someone to cook. There are people cooking at the old house and their place, so Zhong Ping doesn't have to do anything. She started to live a life of luxury and gradually forgot who gave her the good life she has now...
There was a hint of sternness in Meng Shuheng's eyes. It was he who made her live too good a life!
"Uncle is awake?" Ge Mei was becoming more and more comfortable with this address. When she brought out the dishes and saw Meng Shuheng waking up, she quickly greeted him.
"It's time for dinner. I cooked a few dishes. Would you like to stay for dinner?"
Meng Shuheng was about to refuse, but he glanced at the dish in her hand and suddenly nodded, "Okay, do you have any wine?"
"No, if uncle wants to drink, I'll buy it." Ge Mei almost always agreed to the requests of this wealthy sponsor.
Meng Shuheng moved his hands, "No need, just eat it like this."
If I go back smelling of alcohol, Zhong Ping will probably make a fuss again.
Ge Mei’s cooking skills are quite good. Meng Shuheng, who had had a poor appetite for several days, ate two large bowls of the food.
After having a full meal and enough sleep at Ge Mei's place, Meng Shuheng got up and left.
Ge Mei watched him go downstairs, opened her mouth, but said nothing more.
After having a good meal and a good sleep, Meng Shuheng returned home in a much better mood. However, he searched the house, upstairs and downstairs but couldn't find Zhong Ping. He felt a little disappointed.
"Where is the wife?"
The maid whispered, "The mistress left after the husband left."
Meng Shuheng frowned and waved his hand, "You go back first, don't worry about us for dinner."
Not having to deal with the quarrels of his master, the maid heaved a sigh of relief and quickly packed up his things to go home.
Meng Shuheng glanced around the room, then went to the study with a headache. He didn't know how much time had passed before he heard the horn of a car downstairs, and he got up and went downstairs unhappily.
Zhong Ping got out of the car drunk, staggering, obviously drunk. The person next to her helped her into the house, "Lao Meng, I brought your wife back."
Meng Shuheng was displeased, "Did you drink together?"
Xiaoqiao shook her head. "No, I was having a meal and a drink with my friends nearby, and I ran into Zhong Ping coming out of the dance hall after she got drunk. So I helped you send her back."
Meng Shuheng is a vengeful person. There is no reason for her to get herself involved. She didn't drink alcohol in the first place, she just smelled of alcohol.
Meng Shuheng reluctantly reached out and pulled the woman over, "Thank you."
Xiaoqiao pressed her temple and said, "Okay, I'll go back first."
Without waiting for Meng Shuheng to speak, he quickly got into the car and left.
Meng Shuheng took a deep breath and dragged the drunk woman in. He regretted letting the maid go home early...
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