Young grandma just wants to be the boss

Chapter 798 How could he be so nasty? [next three points

"Hey."

In the compartment where only the two of them were supposed to exist, a greeting with a smile suddenly sounded, the voice was cool, and the smile was ironic.

This is... Dennis' voice!

Zhao Mengmeng looked up on the spot, and saw in disbelief that Dennis's... radiant face was really exposed after the door panel was divided.

He raised his brows slightly, and still had that sarcastic smile, and he didn't see how he moved. His body had already turned over the door panel nimbly, and lightly and deftly... stepped on the face of the middle-aged woman who was also shocked and turned up, and took the woman The face acts as a pedal and lands smoothly.

Zhao Mengmeng: "..."

Although this way of appearance was arrogant and ruthless, he was able to appear suddenly at such a critical moment. When Zhao Mengmeng saw him now, he felt like seeing an angel descending.

Dennis felt a little lemon staring at him eagerly, as if a bullied animal had seen its owner, raised his hand, and rubbed her little head without looking back.

Knowing that he is handsome and powerful this time?In the future, you will know how to listen to him honestly, right?

With a haughty snort in his heart, Dennis looked at the person who was directly trampled to the ground by him, but his voice was full of ironic impatience, "You bastard, you have the guts to follow me? Since the first time I came out of the house From the intersection to the shopping mall, you have changed six cars, and after entering the mall, you have changed three groups of people, this kind of entry-level little trick, don’t play it in front of me.”

After finishing speaking, he didn't give the man a chance to speak, and directly twisted his foot, trampling the man unconscious.

He made a call, borrowed someone from Yanmeng, and asked them to tie him back.

From his appearance to the completion of the call notification, there was only one minute in total.

Zhao Mengmeng looked at him in a daze, then looked at him more and more eagerly.

"What are you looking at?" Dennis turned to look at her, raising his eyebrows arrogantly.

"I thought no one came to save me, ugh..."

Dennis laughed and pinched her face, "I cry when I'm happy, and I cry when I'm afraid. It's just a crying bag."

"I'm not……"

"Then what are you?"

"I'm Little Lemon!"

Dennis raised his eyebrows, "Little Lemon cries out lemon juice, are your tears sour?"

As he said, he leaned over, dear...Damn it!

Seeing that he was about to kiss her eyes, Dennis suddenly realized what he was doing, stood up straight suddenly, and took a step back.

In the end, he was so shocked, his head was buzzing, and he kept playing repeatedly, what he originally wanted to say——

Originally, he wanted to kiss her eyes again, and seriously accuse her of dishonesty. Her tears are not lemon juice, and she is not a little lemon.

Is he trying to numb someone to death? !
Crazy, he must be crazy.

Dennis couldn't accept that he could do this kind of behavior and plan to say such things...

This was all he was thinking about, and he even let himself fall backwards, forgetting to react.

then……

With a bang, his waist hit the wall behind him hard.

He subconsciously wanted to rub his waist, when he heard Zhao Mengmeng say, "You..."

"...Shut up! Don't speak!"

Don't ask him what he was trying to do just now, let alone ask him... Did he hurt his back again, is his waist really bad!

His waist is very, very good!

I didn't think it before, after going through a series of ambiguities recently, even if it was just in my heart, to emphasize my waist problem to Zhao Mengmeng like this... Dennis felt something was wrong.

His face was so weird, he wanted to find something to do, and happened to see the unconscious woman on the ground, wearing a disguise mask that looked like his mother.

Dennis snorted coldly, took out a pair of forensic gloves, and without being polite at all, with a swipe, he tore off the mask on the man's face.

The facial features of this mask are indeed beautiful, but it is not easy to show his mother's true charm at all. Even if he didn't find out that he was being followed today, he could tell at a glance that this person was fake.

Under the mask, it turned out to be a man.

Zhao Mengmeng was taken aback, and looked at Dennis worriedly.

Dennis found that he knew what she wanted to ask without her asking.

"My mother died of illness shortly after I was born, and she passed away peacefully."

He spoke concisely, and his tone seemed calm.

Zhao Mengmeng just nodded.

In fact, she had already guessed it, otherwise, if Dennis's mother was still alive, and he felt that his biological mother was very good, it was impossible not to look for her.

This time, Zhao Mengmeng didn't cry, or even say anything, to comfort Dennis.

It may be difficult for people with a peaceful life to understand. For children like them, even hearing such a description about their parents will feel satisfied.

Knowing that the person who gave birth to them once welcomed their arrival, and knowing that that person once lived a peaceful and happy life in the years when they were too late to participate, will make them feel that the world is warmer.

Even knowing that they died of illness at such a young age, and they didn't even have a chance to call them mother, their hearts are hurt and sad, and there is a regret that can never be made up, but such a feeling does not need to be comforted.

How much they miss their mother, only they know.

The two stood there in silence for an unknown amount of time.

This is the women's restroom in the shopping mall. No matter how well the cleaning work is done, there is even a fresh floral fragrance flowing in the air. This is really not a suitable place to stand in a daze.

However, the members of the Yanmeng hadn't arrived yet, and they had to wait for someone to kidnap the person who pretended to be Dennis's mother before they could leave.

But this kind of waiting time is not boring at all.

Dennis squinted slightly, looking at the little lemon beside him.

He thought that if he told anyone else the news of his mother's death, he would probably hear a word of comfort, especially since this little lemon was so good-natured and always extremely polite.

But she didn't say anything.

He just needs this kind of quiet and undisturbed, and in this world, is this little lemon the only one who can say nothing after such a sentence from him without any request or reminder from him.

She really... seemed to live in his heart, knowing all his feelings.

Dennis suddenly felt some inexplicable restlessness in his heart, and his heartbeat also accelerated. He always felt that he wanted to do something.

He even felt that he said to a certain little lemon—cry, cry, this time you cry, I will really taste it, is it lemon juice that you cry out?

...he must be really sick.

Dennis subconsciously rubbed his waist again, thinking of Zhao Mengmeng's theory that because of the injury on the waist, the formation of congestion caused poor blood circulation in the whole body and insufficient blood supply to the brain, so people are stupid...

(End of this chapter)