Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 374

Seeing the change in Mo Han's eyes, Meng Zhenhao knew that if he didn't make it clear to him, with his personality, he would immediately wave his sleeves and leave.

"Nephew! I'm really in trouble."

Since he didn't make it clear that he wouldn't go down, Meng Zhenhao simply sat down at the table, intending to sing this bitter trick to Mo Han slowly.

"Although our Mengjialou has opened, the number of customers who come to dine these days is less than that of our store! It's been five or six days, and it's like this every day. I'm really afraid that it won't take a month. Our Mengjialou The building is going to close down."

Although what Meng Zhenhao said was exaggerated, it was actually the same. He originally thought that when the vitality of Xianghe Building was seriously injured, he opened his own business and directly squeezed it down.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Xianghe Building posted a blank sheet of unlucky business affairs for the owner.

"Our Mengjialou can come here to do business, but it all depends on your face. I can't let Mengjialou lose face, and I can't make you lose face. Isn't this just thinking about making the town famous, powerful and powerful today? People from all over the world are invited, and we have a meal together, which can be regarded as worshiping the head of this town. It will be easier for us to do business here in the future."

When he said these words, Meng Zhenhao shook his head, sighed, and frowned, as if he was too distressed or embarrassed.

But these, Mo Han didn't care at all, he just wanted to know, in his heart, whether he had the slightest concern for Meng Kejun, whether there was any trace of her status.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Mo Han's heart suddenly turned cold, watching the expectations in Meng Zhenhao's eyes shattered little by little, replaced by condensed hatred little by little.

"Yes! That's all, as long as you sit in the lobby and have a meal with everyone, and then toast two glasses of wine with a few important guests! I won't embarrass you."

Hearing Mo Han's words, Meng Zhenhao, who was resting on his forehead and looking distressed, immediately stood up. As long as Mo Han showed his face at the banquet tonight, they would not have to worry about the business of Mengjialou in the future. Those who wanted to curry favor with him all came here.

But when he raised his head and met Mo Han's gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.

He had never seen such a terrifying look in Mo Han's eyes. It was not only cold to the bone, but also filled with hatred so strong that it almost tore himself into pieces.

"You...I...if you don't want to...then let's forget it..."

Meng Zhenhao stammered, and he slapped his tongue inwardly as he spoke, it was all his own fault, knowing that he hated doing these things with his identity, he still wanted to arrange this dinner.

Mo Han didn't speak, but still stared at him closely, trying to see a trace of what he wanted from his face.

"Then let's forget it...forget it..."

Meng Zhenhao looked at Mo Han with a flattering smile on his face, but his heart was terrified by the way he kept staring at him.

"What day is today, don't you really remember? Don't you remember at all?"

These words came out word by word from between his teeth. The more he hated, the colder his expression was, the more his heart ached.

"What... what day..."

Meng Zhenhao involuntarily took two steps back. He didn't dare to look at Mo Han, so he could only look back at Meng Shi and Meng Kerou. They waved at him at the same time, expressing that they didn't even know what Mo Han kept asking about the day.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Meng Zhenhao's reaction, Mo Han raised his head and sneered twice.

A voice without warmth but full of ridicule sounded in the room. Seeing Mo Han like this, the three members of the Meng family in the room immediately bristled.

The dark and cold eyes swept across the faces of the three members of the Meng family one by one, and finally fixed on Meng Zhenhao's face. It didn't matter if Meng Keruan and the Meng family didn't remember, but the damned Meng Zhenhao had forgotten all of them.

Relatively speaking, Meng Keruan, the Meng family, and Kejun are not the closest. Meng Zhenhao is her father, but Kejun has his flesh and blood on him, but he has forgotten all of them, and even wants to be with such a special person today. There is a big feast in the days.

There was a bit more coldness in the air, and a bit more sadness.

"But you..."

As soon as Mo Han opened his mouth, the three members of the Meng family were immediately dumbfounded.

Meng Shi and Meng Kerou immediately counted carefully with their fingers, and after this calculation, they suddenly realized that today is the death day of Meng Kejun's disappearance.

After Meng Kejun disappeared, they sent people to salvage along the river for a long time. After they failed to find anything, they believed that Meng Kejun was dead, and hurriedly buried her in a tomb, which was regarded as her grave.

"Did you see... This is the relative you have been thinking about in your heart..."

Mo Han staggered to the window, screaming at the blue sky outside the window.

"Meng Kejun! Did you see it? Did you see it clearly?"

After careful calculation, it was found that it was indeed the anniversary of Meng Kejun's death. Meng Zhenhao immediately turned his head and gave Meng Shi who was standing at the door a glance, blaming her for forgetting such an important day.

Meng Shi opened her mouth aggrieved, but didn't say a word, it has nothing to do with her, she didn't give birth to that dead girl, so she didn't bother to care about birthdays and death taboos.

But what surprised her was that Mo Han was still thinking about that dead girl in his heart, what kind of poison she had poisoned Mo Han, so that he still couldn't forget her.

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, how could we forget such an important day?"

Meng Zhenhao immediately lied to Mo Han with a guilty conscience. He knew that if he annoyed Mo Han on such an important day like today, he would never want to take advantage of him in the future.

"Early this morning, we have sent people back to our hometown to burn the paper. I believe you have received it by now."

Meng Zhenhao continued to tell lies with his eyes closed, but he didn't notice that Mo Han's face changed again.

Unbearable, Mo Han swung the hand holding the fan directly to Meng Zhenhao's forehead, and this slammed Meng Zhenhao's forehead immediately swollen.

Meng Zhenhao felt the pain, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover his forehead and yelled at Mo Han, "What are you doing?"

Mo Han didn't speak, and after glancing at him with indifferent eyes full of hatred, he quickly walked to the door.

Cold eyes flicked across Meng Kerou's and Meng's face again, not daring to meet his gaze, Meng Kerou and Meng's hurriedly lowered her head.

He casually pinched Meng Kerou's chin, his cold fingers were so strong that it almost crushed her chin, "Your account, I will keep it and settle it slowly with you."

After speaking, he flicked Meng Kerou's chin in disgust, and then walked out of the room.

Just as he turned around and was about to go down the stairs, an old woman's voice came from a concealed room next to him.

"I beg Bodhisattva to protect our family from being bullied, hungry, and cold..."

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"Grandma is the best person in the world!"

"Better than me?"

"Of course!"

"you--"

"She is my relative, the best relative to me!"

"OK then--"

(End of this chapter)