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Chapter 1024 Playing with Prestige

Chen Mengyi waved her hand and said, "I won't eat anymore. Teacher Zhou said, when you arrive, we will go to the canteen and classroom of the school together at noon, and we will go out to eat at noon and evening."

"Hold it." Jiang Xiao pushed the snacks into her hand again, Chen Mengyi thanked her, and then took them.

Duan Qingqing looked at Meng Donghai who was fisting in the yard and curled his lips.

Old Man Meng gets up every morning to practice boxing, and this year it has been turbulent and storms.

In the past, his body looked obviously going downhill, especially when it was cold and windy, he always felt uncomfortable here and there. I don’t know what happened. This year, he suddenly became more and more energetic and got up early every day to practice boxing.

Duan Qingqing felt uncomfortable when she saw it.

Why can’t the old guy die?

Of course, she didn't dare to say this sentence in front of Meng Chaojun no matter what.

After Meng Donghai's health was cured, he trained his son more like he was cursing his grandson, and often trained Meng Chao's military so hard that he couldn't even lift his head.

But after she ran out that night and Meng Chaojun chased her, the dead woman in the Chen family later told Meng Chaojun about the incident that Meng Donghai fainted.

Meng Chaojun was at least a filial son. After hearing that incident, he felt very guilty and scared. He kept thinking that if something happened to Mr. Meng that night, he would have no shame to survive.

So, since then, in order to prevent the old man Meng from being angry, no matter what he scolded, Meng Chaojun let him scold him, and did not dare to say anything, for fear of making his father angry again.

Sigh, look at Old Man Meng, how could he be so weak? Why are you so angry?

It was because Old Man Meng stopped him that Meng Chaojun did not dare to speak about Meng Xinian this year.

The boy was promoted to battalion commander, but he still didn't know how to advance to the future.

But there is no news about her belly.

"Oh, Uncle Meng is pretty good-looking, this boxing is so powerful!"

A voice brought Duan Qingqing back to her senses.

Duan Qingqing looked out and happened to see her elder brother and sister-in-law walking into the yard.

Today, Duan Qingqing didn't go out after having a tea at home. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been too lazy to stare at Meng Donghai at home and get tired of each other on such a good Sunday.

However, she used to avoid it, but now she has changed her mind and just doesn't go out. She just wants to meet guests at home often and let Meng Donghai see who will eventually be the owner of this house!

Mr. Meng glanced at Duan Fei'an and Kuang Hong, continued to punch, and ignored them.

He just didn't care much about the Duan family. The Duan family, that is, Duan Qingqing's little sister, looked quite pleasing, but unfortunately he was also a member of the Duan family.

Kuang Hong also curled her lips, entered the living room, and lowered her voice to Duan Qingqing: "Qingqing, this old guy sees us all day long, but not eyes. What else do you ask us to do at home? Why don't you go out and find a teahouse to sit there?"

"Sister-in-law, brother, sit down. This is my house, why should I go out?" Duan Qingqing smiled slightly, asked them to sit down, and then said, "I invite you to come because I know that my sister-in-law loves tea. Someone gave Chaojun a can of good tea two days ago, and asked you to come and taste it."

"Meng Chaojun has such a stern personality," Kuang Hong lowered her voice again: "Are you willing to collect things?"

Duan Qingqing's eyes flashed and she smiled.

Kuang Hong and Duan Fei'an immediately understood.
Chapter completed!
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