As for her, Meng Siqi, not only did she get nothing, but she also gave away a place for nothing, which made her son scold her.

I felt very depressed, so I kept trying not to call He Xiuyu, but He Xiuyu took the initiative to call her.

But it's only a few times.

She also knew that He Xiuyu was busy.

Both the younger and older son are excellent and are the most outstanding boys in the courtyard.

She is proud and proud.

Her Meng Siqi's children are like stars shining in the sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly. In her heart, no one can compare to them.

But none of them were by their side.

He Shan is busy all day, and his only daughter follows her friends with a tape recorder every day and doesn't know what she is playing.

She sighed, and she thought she would call He Xiuyu.

But she thought, if the bitch's daughter Qiao Qingyu picked her up, she wouldn't be disgusting her to death.

Thinking of this, Meng Siqi gritted her teeth and put the phone back.

At this moment, the door of her house was knocked and the nanny was busy in the kitchen. Meng Siqi sorted out and slowly opened the door.

Standing at the door was a young man in his twenties, wearing white short-sleeved and gold-rimmed glasses. He first took out his work permit and said that he was from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Then he asked politely, "Director Meng, is Mr. He at home?"

"He's out, and I don't know when he's back."

"Director Meng, you may not know me. My name is Zhao Tian. I am now working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Yesterday we received a letter from M Country. The other party is Wu Xiukai, the chairman of Wulong Group. He is a patriotic old overseas Chinese. He has made a lot of contributions to our country. He wrote a letter to Mr. He and went through many places and finally arrived at our Ministry of Foreign Affairs..."

Meng Siqi was a little puzzled, "As far as I know, our Lao He doesn't seem to know anyone from the Wulong Group in M ​​Country..."

"Director Meng, don't worry, this letter is fine. Mr. Wu is also a patriotic person. It is said that he is preparing to move all his industries back to our country of China."

Then Zhao Tian said again, "It is also very likely that they met decades ago."

At this time, someone called Zhao Tian's name at the gate.

Zhao Tian hurriedly handed the letter to Meng Siqi, "Director Meng, when Mr. He comes back, I hope to pass this letter to him."

Meng Siqi took the letter and nodded, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely hand this letter to our old He."

Zhao Tian left in a hurry. Meng Siqi took the letter into the living room. She placed the letter on the coffee table, while she was thinking about whether to call her son.

However, his eyes fell on the letter from time to time. After a moment, Meng Siqi held the letter in her hand. The letter was not opened. Even if it was mailed from abroad, it was intact.

I think there should be no problem. After all, this era of sensitive overseas relations has passed. Many people in the imperial capital are eager to have overseas relations and go abroad.

Meng Siqi bit her lip tightly, and this letter always gave her a very uneasy feeling.

But this is He Shan’s letter.

Whether it is a business or a private matter, she has no right to open it privately. Opening it privately would make a mistake.

Even if she is He Shan’s family, it’s not possible.

Besides, she doesn't have the courage.

So Meng Siqi put the letter on the coffee table, and she picked up her bag and went out.

Seeing the guard Xiao Wu at the door, Meng Siqi said to him, "I am not at home this morning. If Lao He comes back, just tell him that there is a letter from the coffee table in the living room. It was sent by an old man named Wu from abroad."

Xiao Wu nodded quickly, "Director Meng, don't worry, I will tell him when the old man comes back."

Meng Siqi frowned and paused for a moment, but she still went down the steps and left quickly.

Xiao Wu was called away by two companions, and at this moment, the cat that Meng Siqi raised came down from the upstairs. It saw that there was no one in the living room and jumped to the coffee table. At this time, the nanny walked out of the kitchen and saw the cat jumping to the coffee table again. Just as it was about to make a sound, the cat swayed its tail and jumped from the coffee table to the sofa, but it knocked over a full glass of water on the coffee table.

The glass of water was sprinkled on the letter.

It can be said that this letter was soaked in water.

The nanny was startled and quickly walked over.

Halfway through, I hurried back to the kitchen to get a towel. When she wiped the water clean, the letter was all soaked, and the nanny didn't know what to say.

This cat was raised by Meng Siqi, but it was a mute beast, so I could only wait until these two people came back before talking about it.

The letter was sealed, and even if it was soaked in water, she would not dare to read the contents in the letter.

The nanny placed the letter on the windowsill and prepared to let the wind blow it dry.

When He Shan came back at noon, he heard the nanny talk about this. He Shan's face suddenly changed. Mr. Wu knew that he was a respected old overseas Chinese. In the war years, he donated money and materials, and in peacetime, he also helped the motherland to carry out construction.

I have also been back several times.

Although he had never seen him and had no contact, it would not hinder He Shan's respect for this person. But what he never expected was that Mr. Wu would actually write a letter to him.

It should be a very important thing.

Although the letter was blown dry at this time, when he opened it carefully, there was only a piece of ink left in the two letter papers inside, which was not an exaggeration at all, and there was no word to be seen.

He Shan stood by the window and wanted to scold Meng Siqi, but her people didn't come back. He wanted to scold Maomao but couldn't understand. He was going to call the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to ask if they knew the content of the letter. After all, this was from foreign mail. Strictly speaking, they should have opened it and checked it.

But before He Shan could call, there was a burst of footsteps outside.

He lives in a large courtyard, and their family lives in a small two-story western-style building, a red old brick house with a flavor of the Republic of China.

In front is the garden, behind is the vegetable garden he opened himself.

The garden belongs to Meng Siqi, and the vegetable garden behind him belongs to him.

The two people clearly distinguished themselves in front of the house and behind the house.

At this time, the old man frowned and looked forward, and found that Xiao Wu and the two of them hurriedly walked through the red brick road in the garden and towards the direction of the gate.

He was not familiar with the two people, but he seemed to have met them in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and he happened to want to ask them something.

Xiao Wu took two people into the house and then stood in the living room.

Mr. He looked at them with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Tian looked a little anxious. He didn't expect that there would be a drastic change in just three hours.
Chapter completed!