Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 129 If you don't sing well, you have to go home and inherit tens of billions of property
Being liked by someone she doesn't like, Meng Yinyin feels a lot of pressure.

She couldn't help persuading Zhou Tianqi: "Why waste your time on someone who doesn't like you, you don't even know what Fei Yin looks like."

"You must know what Feiyin looks like, she..." Zhou Tianqi originally wanted to ask if she was ugly, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words again: "Does she look good?"

Meng Yinyin shook her head vigorously: "Not good-looking, very ugly, big buck teeth, cross-eyed, freckles all over, pig's kidney face."

Hearing this, Zhou Tianqi was terrified.

A very scary face appeared in his mind.

Big buck teeth, cross-eyed, freckled face, pork kidney face...

No wonder you have to wear a mask, otherwise, with this look, no matter how good your singing is, you won't be popular.

It's good to have a little bit of mystery.

Seeing Zhou Tianqi's unlovable look, Meng Yinyin couldn't help but hold back the twitch of laughter.

Zhou Tianqi should not pester her anymore!

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When Meng Yinyin returned home, it was time for dinner.

After the phone call, knowing that Meng Yinyin was coming back, Mr. Meng had been waiting for her at the door.

After Meng Qigang and Li Meiyun moved out, only Mr. Meng lived in the Meng family mansion on weekdays.

He is bored by himself, so he invites friends to play chess and go fishing, but he is not alone.

These days, he drank traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning every day, and Mr. Meng's health has improved, and his condition has stabilized.

"Yinyin, why are you alone? Why isn't Ting Yue with you?"

Mr. Meng was rather disappointed that he didn't see Song Tingyue.

"He has something to do, so he won't be here tonight." Meng Yinyin smiled and held Mr. Meng's hand: "Grandpa, it's windy outside, let's go in quickly."

Mr. Meng glanced at Meng Yinyin's flat belly and frowned in disappointment.

Why aren't you pregnant yet?
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After dinner, Mr. Meng asked Meng Yinyin to go to the study. He had something to say.

Grandpa was so formal, and Meng Yinyin was very upset.

She was very afraid that her grandfather would find out that she and Song Tingyue were married in a fake manner, so she sat down tremblingly, not even daring to vent her anger.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Mr. Meng took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "Yinyin, you also know that Grandpa's health is not good, and the Meng family is now under the care of Tingyue."

Hearing this, Meng Yinyin breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that grandpa still doesn't know that she and Song Tingyue are married in a fake way.

"Well, Tingyue is very capable. During this period of time, our Mengshi's stock has risen very well."

"Ting Yue is indeed capable, but Grandpa still hopes that you will be in charge of the Meng family."

"I?"

Meng Yinyin was shocked.

She had never thought about this question, and she didn't dare to think about it. Now grandpa put this question in front of her and forced her to accept it.

"Yes, your second uncle and second aunt have bad intentions. I will not hand over the Meng family to them. Grandpa will give you two years. During these two years, you should study hard with Ting Yue and strive to be able to manage the family after two years. Montenegro."

Mr. Meng has also considered this question for a long time.

After all, Meng Yinyin was a girl, and she was still very young, so she didn't have the qualifications to take on important responsibilities, but if the Meng family was handed over to the second son, the Meng family would go bankrupt before he died.

There is no other way but to give it a go.

Mr. Meng's decision made Meng Yinyin want to cry.

She only likes to sing, she doesn't want to inherit this tens of billions of property!
"Grandpa, I'm afraid I can't..."

Mr. Meng said sternly: "Grandpa said you can do it, Tingyue will help you, Meng's depends on you, Yinyin, don't let grandpa down!"

(Voice: Song Tingyue, you must live a few more years and help me manage the Meng family. I want to realize my dream! Young Master Ting: Then give me a baby quickly, maybe I won’t die when I’m happy! Dear Xia Xia Mom: Those who voted and commented are all good boys. The one who read Bawangwen is ten catties fatter. Thank you Zhou Junhao for the very intelligent reward of 100 book coins. I love you, huh!)

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