When she was broadcasting live, the film king wore a bath towel and entered the mirror

Chapter 221 Poor people must have something to hate

In the alley, Jiang Mengmeng was losing her temper with someone, and her tone was very impatient: "What are you doing all the way here? Just tell me if you have something to say, I don't believe you came here just to see me."

Standing opposite her was a middle-aged woman in plain clothes. If you look closely, she looks somewhat similar to Jiang Mengmeng.

It's just that the years have left too many marks on her face, and there are some gray hairs hidden in the dry hair.

Seeing that the woman was silent, Jiang Mengmeng became furious again. She stared at her wrinkled face for a while, then quickly turned aside, and her anger was a little less when she said: "If you have something to say, talk about it. Don't dawdle here anymore. If it's for money, just call me and explain it clearly, and I will transfer it to you. "

Mentioning these things, Jiang Mengmeng's face was full of ridicule.

The middle-aged woman pursed her lips, and unconsciously squeezed her clothes tightly with her hands. When she looked up at Jiang Mengmeng, she had an uncomfortable expression on her face, and said in a low voice, "I can't read, I can't surf the Internet. Your brother said...you Recently, the reviews on the Internet are not good, I thought... Are you having a bad time, so I came to see you. "

"Huh? I'm not good? There's nothing wrong with me. I've been filming on the set." Jiang Mengmeng's expression was still ugly. After a pause, she said in a cold voice, "My problems are all caused by you guys." , as long as you leave that gambler, you won't be like this now."

When the middle-aged woman heard this, her eyes became moist. She pulled her chapped lips and moved for a long while, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Jiang Mengmeng stared at her, her patience gradually exhausted: "What is it that you came to find me this time?"

"Your brother...he's getting married soon." The middle-aged woman raised her head again and looked at her with pleading eyes. "He's getting married soon and wants to buy a house in the town...but money, money is not enough..."

Jiang Mengmeng finally heard her mother's intention, she turned her head slowly, her face was stiff and cold, the sadness in her eyes flashed away, and then she shouted angrily: "I will give you [-] every month, every few days I have to pay him hundreds of thousands of gambling debts every month, and I will pay for all the expenses of taking medicine for illness!"

"What do you want from me? How much is enough for you?"

The middle-aged woman burst into tears, she waved her hands in a flustered expression, and her tone was helpless and cowardly: "No, it's not like this... Every time you give me money, your father will take a knife and force it from my hand... Mengmeng, I really can't help it."

"Your father... the gambling addiction is getting bigger and bigger, I, I can't stop it."

Jiang Mengmeng was so angry that she smashed her phone on the ground to vent her anger. She gritted her teeth and yelled, "Don't mention this man to me! Is he worthy to be a father? He should die! Let him die!"

The middle-aged woman shrank in fright, her tears rolled down her face, and her voice was crying: "He is your father..."

"Enough! I don't have this kind of father!"

Jiang Mengmeng took a few steps back weakly. She leaned against the wall, her face gradually turned cold, but her eyes showed endless numbness and despair.

She worked hard to make money, climbed up the ladder, and sacrificed a lot with her body, but nothing was enough to defeat them.

Thinking of all this, Jiang Mengmeng suddenly laughed again. She bent down so much that she raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. After a while, she stood up with an expressionless face as if looking at a stranger. : "Do you know why that person always asks you to ask for money?"

"Because I stabbed him with a knife, he was scared. Even if I am like this, I am not willing to give him money. But every time you come to me for it, it is you!"

The middle-aged woman seemed frightened by her madness, and dared not speak out for a long time.

The two remained in a stalemate for a while.

Jiang Mengmeng sneered, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Tell me, how much do you plan to spend this time?"

"...150 million. Yes, to buy a house, and to give a bride price..."

"It's really a lion's mouth, do you really think I opened the bank?"

"Mengmeng..."

The middle-aged woman was about to cry again, Jiang Mengmeng turned her face away, and shouted coldly: "Enough! Don't call me by my name!"

Jiang Mengmeng no longer looked at her, and there was no warmth in her eyes anymore. She continued to sneer and reached out to take the bag she had prepared earlier from the assistant next to her.

Then he took out a card from it and threw it in front of her angrily: "Get out, get out! You don't have to come to me in person again."

"Mengmeng... I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault..."

The middle-aged woman bent over and picked up the bank card with trembling hands.

Jiang Mengmeng watched indifferently, and said to the assistant, "Send her out."

"Alright Miss Mengmeng."

The middle-aged woman held the bank tightly, followed the assistant for two steps, then turned her head to look at Jiang Mengmeng, and couldn't help shouting: "Mengmeng..."

Jiang Mengmeng leaned against the wall with a cold expression, tears streaming down her eyes silently, and she turned her head to look at that person.

But the middle-aged woman called her name, her lips moved, and she didn't say a word in the end.

Jiang Mengmeng laughed until tears continued to flow down her cheeks, and the anticipation in her eyes was completely extinguished.

The assistant took the woman away.

Tang Ning, who was at the corner, felt a little uncomfortable after hearing the argument. She hesitated for a long time whether she should come out or not.

Jiang Mengmeng, on the other hand, probably heard the movement, and she shouted in a cold voice: "Who is hiding where? Come out quickly?"

Hearing this, Tangning had no choice but to step forward, "Sorry, Director Fang was looking for me. This path is relatively close. I happened to overhear your argument."

Jiang Mengmeng had calmed down, and the tears in the corners of her eyes had long since disappeared. At a glance, no one could tell that she had cried.

Hearing this, she slowly turned her face to look at Tangning, and sneered, "You must be very proud of yourself, seeing my joke!"

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. What is this joke? There are many people who are worse than you." Tangning had already walked to her side and said softly, "After all, this kind of thing only needs to be solved with money. enough."

"Things that even money can't solve are miserable."

Jiang Mengmeng's expression softened a bit, but her eyes were still numb. She took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it for herself, and handed the opened box to Tangning, "Do you want a cigarette?"

"Thank you."

Tangning took a cigarette and lit it with her lighter. Women's cigarettes had a faint fragrance, and she recognized the brand.

This is also the reason why she picks it up, and there is no heavy smell of smoke when it is smoked.

Jiang Mengmeng exhaled smoke, and her voice calmed down: "Hearing your comfort, I feel better."

"It's not consolation, to tell you the truth." Tangning took a puff of cigarette and said in a soft tone, "I still want to hang out in the circle, so I should quickly settle the family affairs. Otherwise, you will be ruined sooner or later, and you will be really pitiful."

"..."

As a former victim, Tangning had experience with this kind of family matter.In Feng Yu's world, when she was suffering from mental illness, it was her good father who gave her a fatal blow online.

How ridiculous, this is family.

Tangning's thoughts began to wander. After finishing her cigarette, she turned and left, "I'm going to find Director Fang."

(End of this chapter)