In the quiet bedroom, after the white-haired old man in red Tang suit approached the princess' bed, his turbid eyes immediately revealed a look of care, and he could not make any calls. He just reached out to pick up the camel quilt on the bed and covered Meng Sisi who was looking at the ceiling motionlessly.

If Ye Hen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the kind-looking old man in front of him was the founder of the Montessori Auction House, Mr. Meng Qian.

Due to physical reasons, a long time ago, Mr. Meng handed over the family business to Meng Sisi's parents to take care of it. After recuperating in Ziyu Villa for a long time, he couldn't rest and entered the sword of dominance again, helping the family expand its foundation.

However, time is unforgiving. Meng Qian is already in his seventies after all. Even if everything in the game does not require physical energy, it is inevitable to have enough blood to worry about the severity. It cannot withstand the persuasion of the private doctor and his son and daughter-in-law all day long. After developing the auction house to a formality, he personally handed over the presidency of the auction house to Meng Sisi.

The Meng family has a stable foundation. Compared with the achievements in various fields in reality, the industry in the game is almost negligible. The reason why Mr. Meng personally entered the game to create auction houses and other businesses is to allow Meng Sisi to adapt to the pressure of taking on the main role before taking over as the head of the family.

"Grandpa..." Meng Sisi was confused for a while when she felt the warmth from the camel velvet quilt. When Meng Qian's familiar and kind face appeared in her blood-covered eyes, a panic suddenly appeared on her face, which still had tears marks. She immediately supported the bed with her elbow and tried to sit up.

However, if one posture is maintained for too long, it will cause blood circulation to be poor, and the hands, feet and muscles will become stiff and numb. At this time, her whole body seems to be numb, and she can't lift up any strength at all. Before her elbows can support her body, she droops as if she is out of control and can't lift it up again.

"Don't move, grandpa comes to help you, don't be anxious. Sit up slowly and lean on the pillow." Seeing this, Meng Qian quickly picked up a duck down embroidered pillow from the head of the bed and placed it behind his granddaughter. He gently helped her up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Grandpa..." Seeing the old man's caring look, Meng Sisi's heart tightened. She tried hard to open her dry and white lips, but could only call out two words. The other words stuck in her throat, like a thorn in her throat, and could not make any sound.

"Don't talk for now, grandpa will pour you a cup of hot tea to moisten your throat." Soon, Meng Qian came to the bed with a cup of steaming tea, and handed the tea to his granddaughter like taking care of a patient. "Drink slowly. Be careful, are you trying to ask just now, why did grandpa come here, right?"

Meng Qian held the bottom of the teacup and let the weak Meng Sisi slowly sip the tea, while asking in a gentle tone.

"Well..." Meng Sisi took a sip of warm tea, then wiped the corner of her mouth with her numb hands, held the teacup and nodded heavily.

"Don't be nervous. Uncle Fu said that you looked very bad when you came back in the afternoon, and told you not to call you for dinner. Grandpa was worried when he knew it, so he came over and checked it out." It seemed that he was worried that Meng Sisi would not be able to hold the teacup and burn him. Meng Qian never pulled back his big hand holding the bottom of the teacup. "Originally, Grandpa thought you were just feeling unwell, so he asked Uncle Fu to prescribe two doses of Chinese medicine for you to heal. But looking at your current appearance, it was not just a physical discomfort. Tell Grandpa, what happened, it actually made you so sad?"

Meng Qian looked at his granddaughter's pale cheeks without any blood, then glanced at the large pillows and bed sheets that were wet with tears. A few gleams flashed in his turbid gaze.

"Grandpa, you are too worried. I...I'm not sad. I'm not in a good mood today, so I'm like this..." Meng Sisi's throat finally recovered a little, but under the pressure of the old man, it's still difficult to speak, even if he was stammering, it would not be an exaggeration.

"Silly kid, grandpa is a veteran. Even if you don't say it, you can't hide it from grandpa's eyes. Tell grandpa if you are looking for a boyfriend outside?" Meng Qian smiled, and the kindness of love he looked at his granddaughter became even stronger.

"No, grandpa, I don't have a boyfriend, I haven't had one." Meng Qian's usual tone that seemed joking made Meng Sisi's strength come from somewhere. She grabbed the old man's arm and shook it desperately. "Grandpa... I really don't have a boyfriend, so don't ask me, okay?"

It can be said that only the only successor of the Meng family can do it if the entire family dares to say no to Mr. Meng.

"Okay, look at you so anxious. Grandpa promised you not to ask, no more." Feeling the huge force coming from the granddaughter's palm, Meng Qian couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and sighed: "It really fits the old saying that girls are too old to stay. They are all 20-year-old daughters, and they are still hiding in the room alone to shed tears. It's really a shame."

"…………” Facing the old man's sigh, his nose felt sore, and his eyes that had just recovered suddenly turned red again.

As she grew up, Meng Sisi had seen many daughters in the circle who were arranged by family or political marriages. Whenever she saw such a tragedy, her fear of this feudal marriage would deepen.

It is precisely because of this that Meng Sisi has almost never dared to ask her elders about this matter since she was a child. Even if the elders take the initiative to mention it, she just evaded and avoided the important things.

Until today, Meng Sisi didn't know what the old man and others were about free love, so she didn't dare to ask.

"Okay, grandpa won't force you if you don't want to say anything, and his daughter is not young anymore. No one at home will blame you after talking properly, so you don't have to be too nervous. But next time, if you see you hiding in the room and crying, grandpa must find that brat and cut it alive, no matter who he is." Meng Qian glanced at his weak granddaughter again, and at the same time stood up and said earnestly. "However, Sisi, you are not a child anymore. Although the elders have always been very relieved of you, and now you are still in college, grandpa and your parents have also acquiesced to let you relax for a few more years and have the right to choose independently. However, no matter when, you must remember that you are the next generation successor of the Meng family. Some things have been destined since you were born, and even grandpa can't change it. Do you understand?"

When saying this, Old Man Meng's turbid and blurry eyes seemed to be charged, and immediately turned into sharpness like an eagle. Any junior would be seen from top to bottom from top to bottom in front of these wise eyes, without any secret.

After hearing Meng Qian's heavy words, Meng Sisi felt her heart tightening, and her heart stopped beating as if it was tied up by a rope. However, even so, she still pulled her head down with difficulty and replied with her only strength, "Yes, I understand..."

Until Mr. Meng left, Meng Sisi had not reacted yet. The old man's heavy sentence, "Some things have been destined, even grandpa can't change it" kept echoing in her heart and could not be dissipated for a long time.

What is already destined, and even Mr. Meng, who is just talking nonsense in the family, can't change it?

If Meng Qian's words were said to other people in the family, their meaning might be different, but if this sentence was said to the only successor of the Meng family, then the meaning would be obvious.

What is the most important thing for a family that is not short of money or power?

Incense!

As the only direct third generation of the Meng family, some things are both fate and her supreme responsibility.

In the empty bedroom, Meng Sisi leaned weakly on the head of the bed, and was dissatisfied, and tears in her eyes slid down like a spring again.

With her experience of being with Mr. Meng day and night, how can I not hear the implicit meaning of the old man's words just now? Since I said that I can have the right to choose independently now, what if I wait until after graduating from college?

The old man had already made it clear. He was indeed worried about his granddaughter's health when he came here just now, but he also came to remind her to let Meng Sisi remember her identity so that she would not make a fuss too unreasonable and eventually lead to a tragedy.

The heat was blowing, and the night became thicker and thicker. The haggard woman who leaned against the bedside could not move even after moving was gradually swallowed up by the darkness until she merged with the night. There was no trace of light in the bedroom without the lights, and it was terrible.

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In an antique villa not far from Meng Sisi's personal villa, in a quaint study room with tens of thousands of thread-bound books, Meng Qian, frowning, was sitting at the desk and explaining something to the butler Fu.

At this time, not only Meng Qian was not as approachable as before, but even Fu Uncle who always smiled was stern and had a serious expression.

"I just visited Sisi. The girl probably had someone outside, and she was probably traumatized and betrayed by her lover. However, this may not be a bad thing for her, but I don't know if she gave up now." Meng Qian said thoughtfully. "But no matter what, we can't continue to indulge her anymore. Uncle Fu, from now on, please pay attention to the lady's every move outside, and record all the people she has had with. In addition, check which kid the lady is from this time. I really want to see him. But you have to remember that these things must be done secretly. Remember not to let the lady notice it. I still hope that she can have a wonderful college memory. After all, this may be the happiest years in her life."

"Yes, sir, I understand."
Chapter completed!