I Wish Mo All the Best

Qianmo admired Chen Meng, and everyone else doted on her and followed her. Only Chen Meng dared to quarrel with her. After quarreling with her, Qianmo thought about it and felt quite comfortable.

Seeing that her expression was no longer so tense, Chen Meng knew that the child had listened, so he moved the topic to another place and pointed to a passing villa to introduce.

"This is Mr. Qian's house. She just moved here a few years ago. She is busy these days. When she is not busy, I will take you to her house to play. She has a fat dog at home that is so fat that it can hardly walk. You can’t bark a dog in front of her, otherwise you’ll be in trouble.”

"Mr. Qian is not such a narrow-minded person, is she?" Qianmo and Mr. Qian had only seen her once from a distance, and she intuitively felt that she was a strong and charming woman.

"Mr. Qian is very nice, but she is the protector of the family, and everyone, from people to dogs, can see it. Oh, the last time our three cute dogs were riding on his fat dogs, they happened to be loved by Mr. Qian. When he saw it, he took off his coat and chased after him. If your uncle hadn't stopped him, he would have had to pull off all three of our cute beards. He is such a capable man. How can he be so embarrassed!"

Qianmo thought to herself, what about her future father-in-law? Are you embarrassed to stand up for cats and dogs?

If she writes a book called "The Untold Secret History of Big Shots", will she make money?

Two big shots almost came to blows because of their own pets. No one would believe it if this news spread, right?

"I remember Xiao Hei said that the relationship between uncle and Mr. Qian's lover seems to be okay."

"They are just superficial friends, so fragile." Chen Meng sneered at the plastic grass friendship between the men.

They could have pretended to be each other, but this superficial friendship ended because their fat cat, Sanmeng, always went to ride other people's dogs.

Mr. Qian’s lover, Yu Minglang, codenamed NO.1, was an excellent detective. He wandered around the three-acre plot of his house when nothing happened. As he wandered around, he noticed that something was wrong. There were always slight scratches on the neck of his fat dog beauty, so After calling up the surveillance camera and conducting various observations, they finally located the purebred exotic short-haired Sanmeng with a big pancake face raised by Chen Meng’s family.

Sanmeng would run out every day and ride on someone else's pet dog to patrol my land. The dog could tolerate it, but the dog owner couldn't stand it. Yu Minglang was also a ruthless character. He calculated the time when the big pancake-faced cat committed the crime and blocked it in the courtyard. He was guarding the second master's car at the door, and when he came back, he stopped him and asked to go together. This is called beating a cat and giving his owner three points of noodles.

Entering the hospital, he saw a cat riding a dog. Yu Minglang was about to ask the second master what was going on. The second master, a highly intelligent scientist who had been in the research institute all his life, was not a vegetarian. He honked the horn a few times as a signal, and the cat ran away. , the dog came over wagging its tail.

So the second master refused to admit his fault.

He argued with his friend Yu Minglang, saying that there were so many cats in the courtyard, what evidence was there that his cat was responsible?

Yu Minglang sneered, there are quite a few cats, but it seems like the Lieutenant General's family is the only one that raises such a fat cat with a face as big as a pie and a body like a ball?

The second master stared at the sky with his face paralyzed. Maybe it was a wild cat coming from outside.

Not only do they let cats bully dogs, but they refuse to admit it, and their superficial friendship has collapsed. In the past two days, the relationship between the two naive male owners has dropped to a freezing point. When they meet, they release their strong auras and use daggers in each other's eyes.

The women from both families are used to having tea and beauty appointments when they have time, and are not affected at all.

Chen Meng solemnly introduced family members to Qianmo.

"You can't blame your uncle for this. The beauty in Mr. Qian's family is her treasure. The third cutie of our family is still the elder of two dynasties. There was a second cutie before him, and then he died of old age. Even if he is naughty, I can’t watch his beard being pulled off. I’ve been locked up and reflecting for the past few days. I think Mu Feifei can handle this matter very well.”

Chen Meng parked the car in the courtyard. The large courtyard not only had ample parking spaces, but also an exquisite glass flower house. Through the transparent glass, you could feel the colorful flowers inside. This poetic and picturesque courtyard really looked like her. Master's style.

Qianmo listened attentively and wanted to know how the master would deal with the Mu Feifei problem that had troubled her for so long.

"Send her to prison yourself and let her receive re-education. Of course, her temper will probably never change in this life. When she comes out in a few years, let our third son be thrown abroad for her. Don't let her go." Won't it be over when she comes back? Go ahead and cause harm to the capitalist people. Out of sight, out of mind. If you don't calm down before leaving, your uncle and I will personally put a sack on her and beat her up..."

This unpretentious thinking mode is her master's fault.

Equating the naughty cat with Mu Feifei, if you think about it carefully, the naughty Mu Feifei she cares about so much is just a disobedient animal in the eyes of the master's family. Just throw it out and it will be over. Why bother thinking about it every day? Own?

There are so many disobedient cats and dogs, how can she go out and bite them one by one?

"Master, I'm hungry." Qianmo touched her belly and Chen Meng was happy.

"Okay, I'll make delicious food for you, and those who are unhappy will turn into daddy and drag them out."

It depends on who says shit and piss, others say it is rude, but for a person like Chen Meng, it is true temperament. If it were not for the fear that the master would not like it, Qianmo would also like to give the master a rainbow fart to compliment the master.

The shadow that Mu Feifei brought to Qianmo was over for the time being. Chen Meng knew that if he wanted to completely eradicate Qianmo's knot in his heart, he would have to let Qianmo personally deliver it to Mu Feifei in the future. Only in that way could the child's worries be resolved. There's no rush, there's enough time for Qianmo to start working after graduation.

Chen Meng took Qianmo home today. In addition to enlightening her daughter-in-law, who was having trouble thinking, she had other things to do.

Chen Meng cooked by himself, while Qianmo helped out. The chef said that Qianmo had memorized Xiao Hei's favorite dishes and studied them carefully. If she had the chance, she would also cook some of Xiao Hei's favorite dishes for him.

After dinner, Chen Meng dragged Qianmo around the house. It was a three-story villa. The first floor was the reception area, the second floor was the three children's rooms, and the third floor was Chen Meng and her husband's bedroom and study room.

The downstairs decoration is quite rigorous and full of high technology. The open space is full of smoothness. The seemingly simple style details are impeccable, from the door handles and power switches to the overall layout, all of which are in line with the human body. Engineered for the most comfortable design on the go.

Even the windows can be opened in two ways. They can be opened inward or tilted vertically at a small angle. This will cause a high degree of comfort for obsessive-compulsive disorder. Standing here, you can feel the almost paranoid perfection tendency of the owner.

"We lived in the mountains before, but then moved here after your uncle transferred his job. We have lived there for more than ten years. In total, you and Little Black Dog have known each other for about the same age as this house."

"The decoration here looks so modern. It doesn't look like an old house that I have lived in for more than ten years - wait a minute, master, what did you say? How many years have Xiaohei and I known each other?!"

Heard something incredible?

It’s so stuck, it’s ridiculously stuck—is that what you want to say about me? Run away with the pot lid on your head.