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Chapter 138 Hongmen Banquet

Although Jiang Minglang was very interested, he couldn't make the decision.

Just when Jiang Minglang was undecided, Old Mrs. Jiang came out, supported by Jiang Minglan.

The old lady had a calculating look on her face and squinted her eyes, “Boss Wang, don’t worry.”

"We will resolve this matter properly."

"Minglang, call Wanwan right now and ask her to come back for dinner tomorrow."

Old Mrs. Jiang made the final decision and rubbed her cane with her fingers. Although 3% of the shares could not allow the Jiang family to move up to a higher level, who would complain about having too much money?
A hint of interest flashed in Jiang Minglang's eyes. He was also planning to do so.

But Meng Qingyi might not agree easily. Jiang Minglang paused and said, "Mom, I'm afraid Jiang Zhiwan won't answer my call."

Old Madam Jiang frowned, "Didn't you say Meng Zhihua is back too?"

"Call Meng Zhihua and I'll talk to her."

Ding Qingxiu was standing not far away. When she heard the old lady's words, she tightened her fingers. She had finally driven Meng Zhihua and her daughter out. Now they wanted to ask her to come back. Wouldn't that be a slap in her face?
Jiang Minglang was stunned. He didn't know whether Meng Zhihua's number had changed.

Jiang Minglang took out his cell phone, slid the screen, and searched for a long time before finding Meng Zhihua's number. He took a breath and dialed it.

……

the other side

Meng Zhihua and the other two were having dinner at home. Today's dinner was delivered by Mingtingzhai at the request of Chu Jingyan.

The three of them were talking and laughing at the dining table when Meng Zhihua's cell phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and her eyes froze, wondering why Jiang Minglang was calling her.

The two have not been in touch since their divorce.

Meng Zhihua frowned, glanced at Meng Qingyi, and reached out to answer the phone.

"Hey?"

"Zhihua, I'm your mother-in-law."

Meng Zhihua clenched her fingers and snorted in her heart. It turned out that Old Lady Jiang looked down on her because she only gave birth to a daughter, Yiyi, and she had always wanted to have a grandson.

She didn't think their relationship was worth the call.

"Old lady." Meng Zhihua called politely in accordance with the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

The old lady opposite curled her lips and said, "Zhihua, are you still in Jingshi?"

Meng Zhihua responded, "I heard that you had some conflicts with Qingxiu not long ago. Are you free tomorrow?"

Meng Zhihua picked up a piece of bitter melon with chopsticks and said, "Old lady, is there anything wrong?"

"How about this, you and Wanwan come to the old house for dinner tomorrow. Since there is a conflict, it is better for us to resolve it as soon as possible?"

Although the old lady's tone was inquiring, it left no room for doubt.

She was used to having the final say in the Jiang family, so naturally she thought everyone should obey her.

"I'm afraid I won't have time tomorrow."

"And Yiyi has to go to work tomorrow." Meng Zhihua declined. As the saying goes, one does not visit a temple for no reason. I'm afraid tomorrow will be the Hongmen Banquet.

Hearing this, the old lady was not surprised. If Meng Zhihua agreed to her right away, she would have found it even more strange.

The old lady smiled and said, "It's okay, we can wait until Wanwan gets off work."

"Zhihua, you must come tomorrow."

After the old lady finished her talk, she hung up the phone.

Meng Zhihua was stunned. He was really used to having the final say.

Meng Qingyi looked at Meng Zhihua's frown and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Who called you?"

Meng Zhihua pursed her lips, "Mrs. Jiang."

Meng Qingyi frowned, and her hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened, "Why did she call?"

"Let's go to dinner tomorrow night."

Meng Qingyi frowned even more tightly. She didn't believe that Mrs. Jiang simply asked them to go for dinner. She was afraid that she had other intentions.

Today, she and Wang Fan had just gone to the police station. I think the Wang family had asked the Jiang family for help. I just don't know what benefits the Wang family gave to make the Jiang family wade into this muddy water.

But how shameless does the Jiang family have to think that she will give in?

Meng Qingyi smiled in her heart. It really was a dog-skin plaster that couldn't be gotten rid of.

Chu Jingyan turned his head to look at Meng Qingyi and subconsciously held her hand. He naturally knew what the Jiang family's intentions were. It seemed that his plan had to be accelerated.

Meng Qingyi curled her lips, "Mom, are you going?"

Meng Zhihua sighed, "I'll go see what they mean tomorrow."

It’s not that she doesn’t know the nature of the Jiang family, but... forget it.

"Mom, I'll go with you."

"I also want to see what they are keeping in suspense." Meng Qingyi gritted her teeth.

Meng Zhihua raised his eyebrows and nodded.

……

Jiangjia
After the old lady hung up the phone, Jiang Minglang asked, "Mom, are they coming?"

The old lady smiled with determination, "It will come."

She knew Meng Zhihua. Although she and Meng Zhihua did not get along, she would come out of politeness since he had said this.

"Mr. Wang, will you and your wife come with us tomorrow night?"

"After all, it's better for the parties involved to be present." The old lady said with a smile.

"Of course, thank you, ma'am." Wang Gong had his own plans in mind.

But Ding Qingxiu, who was not far away, felt very unhappy. Was her wife just a decoration?

Now that they invite their ex-wife to dinner, don’t they even need to greet her?

Hatred emerged in her eyes. Meng Zhihua really was lingering around.

……

next night
Meng Qingyi didn't want Chu Jingyan to come along. If Chu Jingyan was present, they would definitely have to look at Chu Jingyan's expression.

But Chu Jingyan insisted on coming along no matter what, saying that he was afraid that the mother and daughter would be bullied.

Meng Qingyi could only smile. He had no idea how strong Meng Zhihua's fighting ability was.

Chu Jingyan did not see clearly how Meng Zhihua made his move today. If he had seen it, he would not have been so worried.

"Let Jingyan go with us. They can't cause much trouble anyway."

Meng Zhihua had spoken, so Meng Qingyi didn't say anything more.

Around seven o'clock in the evening, Meng Zhihua and two other people appeared at the door of the Jiang family's old house.

It was still Butler Zhang who opened the door tonight. When he saw Meng Zhihua, he burst into tears and said, "Madam."

When Meng Zhihua was still in the Jiang family, he was very open with the servants and never spoke harshly.

After Dante Qingxiu came to power, he liked to take out his anger on the servants, sometimes verbally insulting them, and sometimes beating and scolding them.

Hearing this, Meng Zhihua frowned slightly, "Uncle Zhang, I am no longer the wife of the Jiang family."

Butler Zhang was also stunned, and then reacted, "I made a mistake, Miss Meng."

Meng Zhihua curled his lips and smiled, "Uncle Zhang, you are too kind."

"Miss, uncle?" Butler Zhang shifted his gaze to Meng Qingyi and Chu Jingyan on the side.

Chu Jingyan nodded slightly. It seemed that this was the only person in the Jiang family who had good intentions towards them.

The three of them followed Butler Zhang into the living room, where the Jiang family was already waiting for them.

This was Meng Qingyi's third visit to the Jiang family. This time, the feeling was completely different from before. She sneered. The last time she came, she was alone, but this time, Chu Jingyan was with her.

As soon as she arrived in the living room, Meng Qingyi remembered the time when Chu Jingyan was hit by the teapot.

(End of this chapter)