Entertainment: I really don’t want to be a thief!

Chapter 678 Obsessed
"Lin, Brother Lin, why are you back?" When Meng Ming saw the old man, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and he began to stutter.

The old man was Uncle Lin. When he saw what was going on in the house, he immediately understood what was going on. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He shouted angrily: "Meng Ming, you beast, I treat you as a brother, how dare you set your sights on my guest!"

Meng Ming was so frightened that his legs went weak. He fell to his knees with a plop, and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy: "Brother Lin, I was wrong. I was bewitched. Please forgive me this time!"

Uncle Lin ignored his plea for mercy, turned to look at Wang Xinxin, and asked with concern: "Kid, are you okay?"

Wang Xinxin shook her head, suppressing the fear in her heart, and said, "I'm fine, thank you Uncle Lin."

"That's good, that's good." Uncle Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

He had lived for most of his life and had seen all kinds of people. He could tell at a glance that Meng Ming was not a good person.

But he didn't expect that Meng Ming was so bold as to do such a thing under his nose.

"Don't be afraid, kid. I'm here and no one will dare to bully you." Uncle Lin comforted Wang Xinxin.

Wang Xinxin nodded gratefully and finally felt at peace.

"Uncle Lin, thank you." Wang Xinxin said sincerely.

Uncle Lin turned around, staring at Meng Ming with his cloudy old eyes, and said sternly: "Meng Ming, look at what you have done!"

Meng Ming shrank his neck in fear, not daring to look Uncle Lin in the eye, and muttered, "I, I am not..."

"How dare you quibble!" Uncle Lin slammed the table and said angrily, "Xinxin is a guest, how can you treat her like this!"

Meng Ming was frightened by Uncle Lin's aura and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Uncle Lin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and slowed down his tone: "Meng Ming, I know you are idle and not doing your job, but you can't do such a heinous thing!"

Meng Ming lowered his head and whispered in defense: "Uncle Lin, I, I didn't mean it, I just..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Uncle Lin interrupted him impatiently, "The most important thing now is how to solve the problem!"

Uncle Lin glanced at Wang Xinxin, who was standing aside with a pale face, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

He turned to Meng Ming and said, "Meng Ming, don't you have a cell phone? Hurry up and call the people outside and ask them to pick up Xinxin!"

Meng Ming was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled around a few times, and he stammered, "Uncle Lin, I, my cell phone..."

"What's wrong with your cell phone?" Uncle Lin frowned, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"I, my cell phone has no signal..." Meng Ming's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally almost inaudible.

"What?!" Uncle Lin stood up suddenly and glared at Meng Ming. "Your cell phone has no signal? Then you also..."

Uncle Lin suddenly remembered that he had asked Meng Ming to call the village doctor, but Meng Ming was reluctant, saying that his cell phone had no signal.

At that time, he was only thinking about Wang Xinxin's injury and didn't think much about it. Now it seems that Meng Ming was clearly lying!
"Meng Ming, are you lying to me?!" Uncle Lin roared.

Meng Ming was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly waved his hands to deny: "No, no, Uncle Lin, how could I lie to you!"

"Then what's going on with your cell phone?!" Uncle Lin demanded.

Meng Ming's eyes flickered. He didn't dare to look Uncle Lin in the eye. He said vaguely, "I, my phone is out of payment..." "Out of payment?" Uncle Lin sneered, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I can't make calls if my phone is out of payment? Do you think I've never used a mobile phone in my life?!"

Meng Ming was speechless after his lie was exposed by Uncle Lin.

He lowered his head, not daring to speak, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

He did have a cell phone and had signal, but he just didn't want to help for nothing.

He had heard that Wang Xinxin was a big star from the city and her family was very wealthy, so he had some evil ideas in mind.

He deliberately said that his cell phone had no signal, just to take the opportunity to blackmail Wang Xinxin for money.

But he didn't expect that Uncle Lin was so smart and saw through his lies at a glance.

"Meng Ming, I'll ask you one last time, will you help me or not?!" Uncle Lin's tone was cold, his eyes full of warning.

Meng Ming knew that if he didn't agree, Uncle Lin would really get angry.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Help, help, I'll help!"

"Tell me, how do you want to help?" Wang Xinxin looked at Meng Ming coldly, her tone full of disgust.

She had long seen through Meng Ming's dirty thoughts, but did not react on the spot because of Uncle Lin's face.

Meng Ming rubbed his hands, his face full of flattering smiles: "Hehe, Miss Xinxin, you know that I don't have any skills, I just hope to make some hard-earned money..."

"Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush!" Wang Xinxin said impatiently.

"Okay, then I'll be frank." Seeing that Wang Xinxin didn't refuse, Meng Ming became bolder, "As long as you give me 10,000 yuan, I will immediately call the people outside and ask them to pick you up!"

“Ten thousand yuan?!” Uncle Lin exploded before Wang Xinxin could say anything. “Meng Ming, why don’t you go and rob?!”

"Uncle Lin, don't be angry, I'm not..."

"Shut up!" Uncle Lin shouted angrily, "Don't you see what the situation is like? Xinxin is unfamiliar with the place and her cell phone is broken, and you're still thinking of taking advantage of her misfortune. Have you lost your conscience?!"

Meng Ming was scolded by Uncle Lin, but he didn't dare to talk back. He could only lower his head and whispered: "Uncle Lin, I, I didn't mean to blackmail Miss Xinxin, it's just..."

"Just what? Just that you are greedy and money-obsessed!" Uncle Lin mercilessly exposed his true colors.

Meng Ming's face turned red and he felt ashamed after hearing what Uncle Lin said.

He opened his mouth to explain, but found that he had nothing to say.

"Okay, stop talking!" Wang Xinxin interrupted him impatiently, "Ten thousand yuan is ten thousand yuan. As long as you can help me contact someone outside, I won't give you a penny less!"

"Really? Miss Xinxin, you are so kind!" Meng Ming immediately smiled, as if the person who was scolded by Uncle Lin just now was not him.

“Ten thousand yuan?!” Uncle Lin blew his beard and glared when he heard it. He slammed the table so hard that the teacup jumped up. “Why don’t you just go and rob? You’re asking for ten thousand yuan just for a phone call. Have you got your conscience eaten by a dog?!”

Meng Ming was startled by Uncle Lin's sudden anger.

(End of this chapter)