Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 422 Lies
"Team Zhou, you...you." Xiao Chen stared blankly at Team Zhou, not knowing what to say.

"The man who rowed the car just now is Dao Baqiang, a well-known bastard in Mian City, we can't afford to offend him 'today'!"

Team Zhou skillfully put away the USB flash drive, looked at Xiao Chen whose outlook on life was almost subverted, and explained with a smile.

"We're the Prince Hotel. We have a strong background, okay? We're just a bastard. How can we not afford to provoke him?"

Xiao Chen couldn't believe it.

"Bar Qiang is really nothing. In normal times, I would definitely go down and stop him, but not today."

Team Zhou looked at Xiao Chen, then glanced at the other security guards in the monitoring room, and said in a deep voice:
"The higher-ups have explained that Dao Baqiang is going to help a big shot today, no matter what he does, we don't care about it."

"But the other person's car was parked in our garage and was scratched, and others will definitely seek compensation from us."

Xiao Chen reluctantly accepted Team Zhou's explanation, but felt uneasy again:
"I know that car. It's worth several million. If you can afford this kind of car, you're definitely not an ordinary person. When the owner of the car finds the manager of the hotel, what should we say?"

"The monitor is faulty, and nothing was captured!" Team Zhou opened his mouth and said, "Remember, no matter how others ask, answer me like this, otherwise something will happen, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Everyone agreed with one voice, and very wisely ignored the USB flash drive in Team Zhou's pocket, and kept this matter firmly in their stomachs.

Mo Changsheng didn't know that his car had been scratched, and at this moment he was being hugged in the arms of a woman who looked a lot like Wen Liya in embarrassment.

"It's only been a year since I saw you, Changsheng, you've grown so tall!"

Wen Lizhi hugged Mo Changsheng, her eyes flushed:

"Aunt has always wanted to see you, but I've been too busy for the past two years, and I haven't been able to find time. Don't blame me."

"Mom, I'm your daughter, okay?" Huang Cuiling on the side refused.

From the very first meeting, her own mother hugged her cousin Changsheng and ignored her own daughter. Huang Cuiling felt overwhelmed with jealousy and was terribly sour.

Only then did Wen Lizhi let go of Mo Changsheng, glared at Huang Cuiling angrily, and said angrily:
"You girl is just a little debt collector, why? Now you remember that I am your mother? Didn't you say that you would never talk to me again?"

Huang Cuiling hesitated when she heard the words, and denied it with a smirk: "No way, I never said that, you misheard."

"Lizhi, our Lingling has overturned the jar of jealousy." Wen Liya said with a smile, "If you ignore her again, she will cry."

Wen Lizhi grabbed Wen Liya's hands, and said with a choked voice: "Sister, long time no see, you are still the same."

Wen Liya hugged Wen Lizhi's shoulders, and her eyes turned red: "I haven't changed, but why have you aged so much?"

Until now, Mo Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, looking at his mother and aunt quietly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Many scenes vaguely flashed through his mind, all of which were scenes of Wen Lizhi taking care of him when he was a child. Thinking about it now, it seems so far away and seems to have happened yesterday.

Taking a closer look at Wen Lizhi's face, I found that she was much older than before, and her spirit was also poor.

He was obviously younger than Wen Liya by ten years, but the two sisters looked about the same age when they stood together, but in his impression, Wen Lizhi a year ago was much younger than she is now.

What happened this year?
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and a calm temperament came over:

"Sister, brother-in-law, Lizhi, don't just stand around here, I've already reserved a private room, let's go to the private room to eat and chat."

This middle-aged man was Huang Cuiling's father, also Mo Changsheng's uncle, Huang Jianjun.

"Uncle." Mo Changsheng and Wen Qingyan yelled together. When they came up just now, Huang Jianjun had already booked a private room, and they hadn't had time to say hello.

"Dad." Huang Cuiling could be considered to have found the organization, and jumped over in one step, hanging on Huang Jianjun's arm.

After entering the private room and sitting down, Wen Liya suddenly said angrily:

"Jianjun, Lizhi, what's going on with you? Why didn't you tell me about your birthday? If I didn't remember Lizhi's birthday, wouldn't you plan to notify me?"

Mo Changsheng was taken aback, looked at his mother strangely, and then glanced at Wen Lizhi and Huang Jianjun out of the corner of his eye. Just this one glance made him feel a little strange.

There was something wrong with the eyes of Huang Jianjun and Wen Lizhi.

Hearing Wen Liya's question, Wen Lizhi glanced at Huang Jianjun calmly, and then explained with a smile:
"Sister, it's not that you don't know that this kind of birthday party is just a social meeting for eating, drinking and building relationships. All the people who come here are business partners and key employees of our company, and there is no relative."

"And I heard that I've recovered from my long-term illness. I originally planned to visit you in Rongcheng after a while, but I didn't want you to make a special trip this time."

"What? Not only did you not notify me, you didn't even call the relatives at Jianjun?"

Wen Liya's face became ugly, she was obviously really angry:

"Jianjun, what do you mean by that? Is my sister not doing well? On her 40th birthday, no relative from your Huang family will come?"

According to the custom, when a daughter is married to someone else's family for an integer birthday, if the relatives of the husband's family do not come, it means that the family has an opinion and does not approve of the married girl.

This is a very big insult.

Mo Changsheng's grandparents died early, but it is said that Wen Liya brought up Wen Lizhi. In this situation, it is good that Wen Liya didn't directly lift the table.

However, even though she didn't get mad on the spot, Wen Liya's face at the moment is really ugly.

"Sister, that's not the case. How could I think that beauty is not good?" Huang Jianjun quickly shook his head, firmly denying it.

Wen Lizhi also hurriedly grabbed Wen Liya's hand, and hurriedly explained: "Sister, you misunderstood, it was my idea not to call you relatives!"

"Well, it's embarrassing to say it. In the past two years, Jianjun's business has been doing very well, and I barely made some money. I also met a lot of friends along the way. They may all come here today. You know, Huang The relatives of the family are all ordinary families, calling them over may cause jokes."

"My original plan was to wait until the Chinese New Year, when everyone has time off, and then just ask relatives to have a meal together to have a good time."

Wen Liya's face looked better now, but she was still a little unhappy:

"Lizhi, that sister has to talk about you. If you do this, what will the army think?"

Mo Changsheng quietly watched Wen Lizhi obediently obeying Wen Liya's lesson, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"My aunt, I'm afraid she didn't tell the truth."

(End of this chapter)