Yuchi Rong had a smile on his face and stared at Meng Feng tightly.

Meng Feng still had the cynical smile, raised his eyebrows, and complained slowly: "Are Hong Kong people so good at bragging like you?"

Yuchi Rong swore that he really didn't like talking to this person. If he hadn't asked him for help, he wouldn't be so humble.

"You know my situation." He smiled. "It's not surprising that my family background and my own identity can give you any promises and help."

"Who can tell the things that will happen decades later?" Meng Feng was vague, "However, I don't think this is a good occasion to talk about such things."

"No. 8018, the room number I reserved. If I don't dislike it, I can take you over and talk now."

"Good better." Meng Feng waved his hand and joked, "Don't you know I like men?"

Yuchi Rong touched the diamond earrings on his right ear and chuckled: "We are not each other's products, not to mention that you have a good relationship with your homosexual."

"OK, change the topic." Meng Feng raised his head on the comfortable chair, put his hands behind his head, and looked at him straight, "How can you be sure I'm interested in your chips?"

"It is impossible to be born in such a family without ambition, let alone how much you have paid for this dream." Yuchi Rong said, "I think neither you nor Qinglang will give up the identity of this proud son of the heaven."

Meng Feng actually didn't take Yuchi Rong's promise seriously. After all, compared with the conditions he proposed, it was just a sesame seed and a mountain. Sweetheart was far less than the bargaining chips he gave.

"What do you want to see her?" He looked at the man opposite him with interest. "I was not very interested in this kind of gossip, but your persistence finally aroused my curiosity."

"What if I don't say it?"

"Don't say it? Do you think I will do something with unclear purpose and meaning?" Meng Feng chuckled and stood up, "Lord Yuchi, there will be a period of time later."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yuchi Rong couldn't help but get angry. Meng Feng was as smooth and worldly as the outside world said. The two of them talked intermittently for an hour, and during this period he kept playing various edge balls, which made him, a person with a superior background, very annoying.

"etc--"

So what if he hates it? He must meet sweetheart on this trip. More and more evidence shows that sweetheart may really be related to Lisa, and more likely to be related to the Yuchi family. This time, he wants to get a blood sample of sweetheart, but he does not want to build such a thing that requires blood on the basis of hurting her, so he can only convince her and let her provide it voluntarily.

Meng Feng paused when he stood up, his slender body stood in front of him, and said with a funny "Hmm?"

"Sweetheart may be my sister." Yuchi Rong jumped in his temple twice and said in a deep voice.

Meng Feng seemed to have heard a huge joke: "Who? You said sweetheart? That little pitiful little bug whose parents died? Is she your sister? A child of the Kent family and the Yuchi family? I heard it right--"

Yuchi Rong's veins bulged - he knew that Meng Feng would react like this!

Meng Feng pressed his temple and said without hesitation: "What you mean is that if sweetheart is really related to you, then you will be a relative of the Situ family."

He took another step forward and looked at him sarcastically: "Yuchi Rong, are you stupid? I worked hard to make wedding dresses for your two families. When you turn back, your in-laws will recognize each other. Will you fulfill your promise as an outsider?"

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I was uncomfortable today and I had to update it. I was having a headache because of a relative's visit. However, I still tried to keep up with the update. Please forgive me...
Chapter completed!