Beauty, Let's Cultivate Together

The old man said: "I promise you, but you can't break up your relationship with him before it's finished. If you win, I will give up this old face and go to Ye's house to explain it. In addition, ye Tian will come to our house tomorrow, and you will receive it for me."

The old man has a serious face, but Zhao Mengli retorts.

"All right." Zhao Mengli's face was full of grievances.

Although this grandfather is very strict with him, he also dotes on her more than his grandchildren, which is the main reason why his cousins in Zhangjia don't like to see her.

Seeing Zhao Mengli's expression, the old man couldn't bear it. He said softly, "Mengli, don't you believe in your grandfather? Ye Tian is a good boy. You are everywhere. Your grandfather won't hurt you."

Zhao Mengli held tears in her eyes, but somehow she turned to look at Zhang Yichen sitting beside him. Seeing that there was no expression on his face, she reluctantly nodded.

Seeing this, the old man had a smile on his face. Then he looked at Zhao Tiejun and said, "Tiejun, you've come here early this morning. You haven't had lunch yet. I know that your father and daughter are coming back. I've informed the younger generation to have lunch together today."

"All right, Dad." Zhao Tiejun said with a smile.

The old man turned his head and looked at Zhang Yichen. His face was puzzled and he said, "who is this young man?"

Zhang Yichen was about to speak. Seeing this, Zhao Mengli said quickly, "grandfather, he's Zhang Yichen I mentioned to you on the phone. He gave up his life to help each other several times in Lincheng. Otherwise, maybe I can't see you now."

The old man said with a smile, "good, good, good."

Zhao Mengli's grandfather Zhang Zhenbei didn't speak much, but Zhao Mengli was very happy.

You know, when his grandfather was young, he was known as a business tycoon in southwest city. He was lonely and proud all his life. Two good things can be said from him, which shows that his first image of Zhang Yichen is very good.

"Mr. Zhang, you flatter me. I just have a lot of brute force." Zhang Yichen said modestly.

"Hahaha, boy, you are really good." Zhang Zhenbei laughed when he heard the speech, then looked at Zhao Mengli and said, "let's go to dinner first."

Then Zhao Mengli took the old man's hand and walked to the restaurant with the others.

When people came to the dining room, the outer room of the dining room was full of more than a dozen people chatting.

Seeing the arrival of the old man, those people got up one after another.

"Dad."

"Grandfather"

people greet the old man one after another.

The old man looked at the crowd and laughed, then waved his hand and said, "no, let's go to dinner."

A group of more than ten people slowly followed the old man to the dining room.

Zhao Mengli's grandfather's table was naturally his sons, his daughter-in-law and Zhao Tiejun sitting together.

And Zhao Mengli and Zhang Yichen naturally sat on the other two tables with their peers.

As soon as Zhang Yichen was seated, one of his classmates said directly, "who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to sit here?"

Zhang Yichen hears the speech and looks at the speaker.

I saw that this man was not the young man I saw in front of Zhao Mengli's grandfather's study. I heard that Zhao Mengli called this man Zhang Wei.

I saw that this man was well dressed, but he was very angry when he spoke.

"You talk to me?" Zhang Yichen pointed to himself and then said with a smile.

Hearing the words, the young man said with disdain, "do you think I'm talking to them?"

Zhang Yichen smiles and does not answer the youth's words.

Then he took a look at Zhang Zhenbei, who was sitting at another table, and said with regret, "it's a pity, it's a pity."

"Smelly boy, I'm talking to you. You sigh what a pity!" The young man was furious.

Looking at Zhang Yichen's clothes, Zhang Wei can probably guess his identity. He is definitely not Zhao Mengli's friend.

It seems that the new year is coming. That friend will go to other people's home.

The only explanation is that this person is Zhao Mengli's servant.

But she and Zhao Mengli did not deal with each other since childhood. How could she miss such an opportunity to run on each other.

What's more, in his heart, he didn't like Zhang Yichen. Let alone that he didn't answer when he asked. On the contrary, Fu Shen said "what a pity.".

Zhang Wei is not happy to hear that.

"Zhang Wei, don't go too far. The contradiction between the two of us should be directed at me. Don't involve my friends." Sitting next to Zhang Yichen, Zhao Mengli said one word at a time.

Originally, Zhang Wei Ran Zhang Yichen just to suppress Zhao Mengli. Normally, she couldn't be angry, but she didn't know why. When Zhang Wei said that Zhang Yichen was not qualified to eat here, Zhao Mengli was very upset.

"Oh, friend? I don't look like a friend. On the contrary, I look more like a servant. Your friends can't go from house to house at this time. " Zhang Wei said with disdain.At the moment, he is very happy. He has never won the battle with Zhao Mengli since he was a child. Today, he is elated.

The young men and women at the same table also reacted at this time, and then looked at Zhang Yichen one by one, and then turned to look at Zhao Mengli.

"Although Mengli Zhang Wei's words are not pleasant to hear, there is nothing wrong with this. It's not against the rules that you let a servant sit at the same table with us."

"That is, if this kind of thing spreads to other families, where will our Zhang's face go?"

"I don't even have an appetite to eat with such people. It's degrading my status."

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Zhang Yichen didn't do anything for a while at first, but these people's words became more and more ugly, and he said that he had begun to attack his life in the end.

See him brow a pick, in the hand chopsticks to the table gently one side.

The next moment, however, there was a loud bang in the ear of his deskmate, and the chopsticks in his hand were also patted by him, and they were embedded in the mahogany table as a whole.

Originally, the voices of those people in qizuibashe stopped suddenly, just like a group of quacking ducks who were suddenly pinched by their necks and were at a loss.

"Ha ha, Iron Army, the people you brought back this time are not ordinary. They dare to be so arrogant when they come to our Zhangjia. It seems that they don't pay attention to our Zhangjia."

Although Zhang Yichen slapped the people at the table of the younger generation, the elders sitting at the table were quite clear.

The person who spoke just now is Zhao Mengli's second uncle, whose name is Zhang Zhishan. Because he can't stand Zhao Mengli's favor from the old man, and is worried that he will seize the power of Zhang's family one day, he arranged a marriage for Zhao Mengli.

Zhao Tiejun glanced at Zhang Yichen's table, and then said, "Yichen is Meng Li's friend, Xiao Wei, but they are not right to treat him like this. Besides, these things are the problems between the younger generation. Let them make up their minds. Besides, there are people at home to protect them. Don't we have to protect their own way in the future?"

"You..."

Zhang Zhishan still wanted to talk, but he was stopped by Zhao Mengli's grandfather Zhang Qingtian: "the Iron Army is right. Children always have to face the storm by themselves. They can solve it by themselves. We just need to control the overall situation for them."