Chapter 422: like

"Still, your Meng family's scholarly door is also low in people's eyes. It doesn't matter that my clothes are cheap and ruined, and your clothes are expensive, so I ca n’t get the same dignity as an apology?"
Such things as dignity have never been given by others. Only when you can see yourself can you be so righteous.
What about a piece of clothes for a dollar and a piece of clothes for 10,000 yuan?
This antique line is no better than a gambling stone business that makes a lot of money. Appraisal of antiques and collections are mostly book-scented, knowledgeable, and highly valued people. There is still a certain right or wrong thing. Discrimination.
Just now they were shocked by the price of Tiansi silk, and they were also experts in knowing the goods. They couldn't help feeling distressed. They stood side by side with Fu Tonger in empathy, but now they have returned after being so sharply uttered by Song Ye's three or two sentences. Wei, I feel reasonable, but also feel that the Meng family is not authentic.
Relying on money, exports are a smell of copper.
"Tonger, how can you be so rude to others and apologize to others?" At this time, Mr. Meng was long overdue and finally stood up and said a fair word.
Mencius looked up at the old man, and stood behind Song Ye with no expression.
He saw the other side just now, but he didn't see him speak until now, apparently he was partial to help Fu Tonger.
In the past, he felt that the old man was fair and unselfish, but now he carefully tastes it and finds that there are many loopholes.
"Yes, grandpa, it is Tonger who is narrow-minded and asks Mr. Song not to blame him. After I clean my clothes, I will send it to the house in person." Fu Tonger dropped and stood in front of the man generously, and bowed to Song Ye to apologize. Retreat and win everyone's favor.
Song Ye didn't continue to say, she glanced at her slightly, her eyes dim.
The sixteen-year-old is so able to bend and stretch, no wonder Mencius can't beat her.
Everyone also gave face to Master Meng, boasting that Fu Tonger was a terrible child and was a moldable talent.
After Mr. Meng thanked everyone for their ridicule, his eyes turned coldly on Song Ye's body, and he saw her exquisite and beautiful face, his eyebrows wrinkled inexorably. "Ziheng, this is your roommate ?"
Regarding Song Ye ’s identity, I believe the Meng family had already investigated it clearly, and Mencius had not concealed it.
Yes, grandpa, Song Ye is my good friend.

I focused on a good friend, and I heard the old man's brows gather again, meaning: "Young people make good friends, but they need more mentors and friends. Tonger's calligraphy has improved a lot recently. Big, I'll arrange for her to write a word later, and you can come and appreciate it. "After that, the old man didn't even say a greeting, and turned away.
For the first time, Meng Ziheng saw the old man treat him so bluntly. He couldn't help but look a little ugly. He turned to Song Ye apologetically and said, "Sorry, I shouldn't let you take this trip to muddy water." It was originally intended to make Song Ye Lai was at ease, never thinking of encountering such unpleasant things.
Song Ye didn't care. She shook her head and said deeply: "Sooner or later." The Bai family's affairs were not resolved one day, and even if she had no relationship with the Meng family. Now that he has promised Meng Ziheng to seize power, Song Ye cannot even stay out of the business.
While several people were talking, the desk and the four treasures of the study had been set up in the middle of the banquet hall. The daughter-in-law of the Meng family did not have a prominent background. Now when they are on the table, they are naturally exposed to make a deep impression.
Mencius also knew that the reason why the old man asked himself to appreciate and comment was nothing more than to create an appearance of harmony and love for outsiders.
Really hypocrisy home.
Mencius Heng felt that since he became friends with Song Ye, he also became irritable and irritable and unacceptable to many things that had been patient before.
"Aside from Fu Tonger's ingenuity, she would be a good master-in-law, wouldn't you think about it?" Song Ye could see Fu Tonger's love and attachment to Mencius Heng, so he asked this question. Having a plan is not a bad thing.
But Mencius' response was resolute and hesitant, "I don't like her."
Yes, I did n’t hate it before, and I do n’t like it now. In Mencius Heng ’s view of emotion, he has spent his whole life on the premise that he likes it.
This point surprised Song Ye a little, looking at him slightly, a little flash of surprise in his eyes.
Perhaps her eyes were too bright, reminding Mencius Heng of what she said without a word, her ears turned red. "Cough, what's wrong?"
Song Ye receded his eyes and pondered for a moment, and Youyou said, "To understand how to dislike, you must first like it."
If there is no comparison, where can it be distinguished. Because Song Ye didn't have a comparison, he didn't understand this kind of emotion, and he was surprised at the time when a gentleman like Mencius Heng also moved his mind.
But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.
Song Ye had only expressed his emotions that the teenager was mature early, but he was dull, but did not want to say a word but banged in Mencius Heng's ear like a sunny day, making him stiffen his body for a while, and even lost his rhythm with a heartbeat.
Banging ... He stared blankly at the figure walking forward, his mind constantly hovering over the words of the other party.
To understand dislike, you must first like it.
Can he say with certainty that he dislikes Fu Tonger, is it because he has someone he likes?
Like ... He thought for a moment that in the bedroom that night, the two held a paintbrush together, depicting a picture of Danqing. At that time, the boy still had the fragrance after bathing, and his eyes were as beautiful as the lake and mountains after the rain.
At this time, I heard that the daughter-in-law of the Meng family wanted to come out and perform calligraphy, and everyone came together to watch the fun.
After a slapstick just now, Fu Tonger changed to the lake green cheongsam, the same silk material, it is amazing, but also understands that this child raises an extraordinary place in the Meng family.
"Let the little girl show ugliness in front of your uncles today." Fu Tonger stood up steadily and was not frightened at all. A pair of eyes and waves of light fell on Meng Ziheng's body, full of infinite tenderness. Help me see. "
Meng Ziheng was a little annoyed by everyone's gaze, and he wanted to see Song Ye's reaction subconsciously, but when he saw the latter's normal look, he was quite interested, and his heart was empty again.
However, in advance, Mr. Meng had been instructed. Mencius Heng would no longer have to stand by. The golden girl and the girl were paired, and there was a lot of praise.
Just before the performance started, there were a few wild laughs outside the banquet hall, "Haha, Father Meng, so lively today, you actually left my Bai family, it's not kind."