Chapter 1189: What a big white lotus

Meng Anran, who hadn't received anyone, drove back to Meng's house with a low pressure.
If there is anything that makes her more frustrated than she rushed away early in the morning without receiving someone, it would be seeing Qin Wansha happily watering the flowers in the yard as soon as she returned home.
Seeing Qin Wansha's leisurely appearance, Meng Anran's suffocation rose even more.
Immediately, Meng Anran's facial expression became harsh, and at the same time, Qin Wansha among the flowers was glanced contemptuously from top to bottom, and then deliberately said with irony: "So leisurely? It seems that? Haven't you seen Min Junchen yet?"
With regard to Meng Anran’s attitude, Qin Wansha ticked her own guess in her heart. It was obvious that Miss Meng Anran, who rushed to the airport early in the morning, did not receive the mysterious Mr. Shang. .
However, Qin Wansha still cooperated with a surprised expression on her face: "What did you say?"
It seemed that he had finally found the vent in his heart, Meng Anran deliberately curled up the corners of his lips, revealing a triumphant and sarcasm smile, and then said nothing, and walked towards the house directly with his bag.
Qin Wansha clenched the shower in her hand tightly when she was passing by, and then continued to ask: "What did you mean just now!"
Meng Anran stopped at the door, then slowly turned around, his eyelids drooped slightly, and looked down at Qin Wansha condescendingly: "What did I just say? Why don't I understand what you mean, huh."
If there is no last syllable of the sneer, perhaps Meng Anran's words still have credibility. However, after Meng Anran sneered for a while, everyone would understand that there was something in the other party's words.
Qin Wansha's full acting ‘anger’ and ‘unsatisfied’ are still parallel, but Grandma Meng, who happened to be standing by the window on the second floor, watched the whole process in her eyes.
Turning her head, while Meng Anran was not upstairs, Grandma Meng quietly walked to Grandpa Meng who was sitting on a wicker chair and reading the newspaper, repeating what she had just seen with her eyes full of worry: "I watched, Just now, An Ran seemed to be at odds with Siwen again? I heard An Ran said Junchen or something, what is going on with these three children?"
Grandpa Meng was an old god. After flipping a page of the newspaper, he did not rush to reply to Grandma Meng: "What else can happen, but the three children are making trouble by themselves, Siwen and Anran... after all, they are not the same. Mom, let's take a look at these things, it's not beautiful if we participate."
When Grandma Meng heard it, it was the same. However, it is impossible to say that she is not worried. After all, the palms and backs of the hands are all meat, but even if she wants to manage, she has no clue at the moment. The child was disgusted. In the end, Grandma Meng could only choose to settle down temporarily, and wait to see what happened later.
At the same time, Meng Anran was already upstairs. After seeing Grandma Meng and Grandpa Meng, Meng Anran greeted him casually, went straight back to his house, and closed the door ‘Boom! ’A resounding sound.
This, on the contrary, made Grandpa Meng's brows slightly frowned.
Grandpa Meng finally turned his gaze away from the newspaper and frowned at Meng Anran's door.
This granddaughter, who grew up in a foreign country, was fine when she first returned, but her behavior in these two days...
At the very least, Meng Siwen was educated by them since he was a child and would not greet her elders like this.
Meng Anran didn't know the bad impression she had left in the hearts of Grandpa Meng and Grandma Meng, but in Meng Anran's view, she was actually quite patience.
From the two days after Grandpa Meng and Grandma Meng returned to China, especially after Meng Siwen's little third daughter learned her mother’s dress and dress, Meng Anran’s attitude towards Meng Siwen was so painful. Feeling dissatisfied.
The two elders who hadn’t found it were as if they hadn’t noticed, and they continued to try to please both of them. How could this be possible.
Meng Anran admits that she doesn't have that good temper, and what others treat her, she treats others, and now she still respects the two elders, which is also the reason for her good education.
However, after returning to his bedroom, Meng Anran still felt uneasy.
Even though her mother didn't blame her on the phone, and even comforted her with a nice voice, Meng Anran, who was about to grab her since she was a child, still felt that she was shameless.
She had already boasted about going to Haikou before, saying that she would definitely help her mother get a meeting with Mr. Shang, but now, she didn't even see Mr. Shang's figure.
what is this? ! Isn't this because she didn't do things well?
Lying on the bed, Meng Anran, who was thinking about it and getting angry, picked up the phone again from the bed, then tapped his finger and pressed it on Min Junchen's number.
She is so unhappy, why should she make the little third daughter happy in front of her!
Although I don't know why Min Junchen didn't meet the little third's daughter at the agreed time, Meng Anran didn't mind any more ‘prompt’ Min Junchen.
Thinking about this, Meng Anran also directly pressed the call button.
This time, Min Junchen did not answer her call in time as usual.
Meng Anran's brows raised slightly, and she thought with dissatisfaction-why, today even Min Junchen has to do it right with her? !
This idea just appeared, and Min Junchen on the other end had already connected her call.
"Hello? An Ran?"
As soon as Min Junchen's voice appeared, Meng Anran immediately heard that the other party didn't seem to be at home, because she also heard the voice navigation sound simultaneously.
"Aren't you at home? Junchen." Meng Anran was patient and didn't plan to directly ask why he didn't meet with Meng Siwen.
Min Junchen was very happy about Meng Anran's call to her. However, he had been talking to his uncle in the back of his car just now, and now it is not very convenient to continue talking with Meng Anran.
However, the uncle in the back seat of the car didn't seem to care that the person his nephew answered was a woman.
His eyes have been fixed on the real-time data monitored by the laptop placed on his lap, and he did not look up at Min Junchen.
Min Junchen didn't care about it. He deliberately lowered his voice and replied to Meng Anran: "Yes, my uncle returned to China today, and my mother temporarily asked me to pick up my uncle at the airport. Did you call me for Siwen? Don't worry, after I send my uncle home, I will immediately find Siwen to make it clear, don't worry, I will not forget what I promised you!"