That night, the entire Meng family suffered from insomnia. When they got together for breakfast in the morning, everyone was listless. Meng Zhicheng couldn't stand the silence at the dinner table, so he teased his younger brother without saying anything.

"You have dark circles under your eyes that reach to your belly button, how can you still be a star?"

Meng Jiarui's eyes moved from his eldest brother's face to his legs: "The dark circles under your eyes have reached your knees, can you still walk?"

Meng Zhicheng chuckled and looked at his father: "The black circles under Dad's eyes are all on the floor. No wonder the floor is so clean!"

Normally, no matter how funny Meng Zhicheng's jokes were, the whole family would laugh at them; but today, everyone had their own concerns and didn't even look at him.

Meng Zhicheng touched his nose awkwardly and reached for the fried dough sticks. Meng Qiang and Liu Meidi suddenly stood up at the same time, each grabbed a fried dough stick and placed it on Tian Yawen's dinner plate in a flattering manner.

Meng Qiang: "Eat more."

Liu Meidi: "Yes, you eat more."

Meng Zhicheng saw that the last two fried dough sticks had reached his mother's side, and he had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Tian Yawen reluctantly gave the two fried dough sticks to his two sons: "I've eaten them."

She picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen: She didn't know what Xiao Chuan said in the email. Could it be that her husband and mother-in-law were trying to please her to borrow money?

Of course she didn't ask for money. The family had finally paid off the debts of the villa, and there was no money left. No matter how humiliating they were, she couldn't agree to the money, so Tian Yawen turned a blind eye to their overtures.

Meng Zhicheng felt the low pressure at home, and he took a bite of the fried dough stick and cursed: It was all the fault of the female ghost last night, which scared the whole family into a bad mood. For the happiness and beauty of the whole family, this female ghost must be completely eliminated.

"Mom, since Tim is at home today, you and Dad have a day off. Let's go to the temple to burn incense as a family. Grandma, don't you know a very spiritual master? Please invite him to your house..."

Before Meng Zhicheng could finish his words, his mother gave him a firm slap on the back of his head.

Tian Yawen: "Are you still awake from the wine? You are talking nonsense! What kind of friends did you drink with last night?"

Meng Zhicheng rubbed the back of his head and felt aggrieved: "I am a big boss, a super big boss, not just a bunch of friends!"

"Humph," Tian Yawen looked at his eldest son and sneered: "Which big boss you know is not a liar? You paid for the drink yesterday, right?"

Meng Zhicheng felt guilty for a moment and lowered his head to eat breakfast.

Tian Yawen knew that he had been right, and his heart burned inexplicably: "Can you have a longer memory and learn better?!"

"He is really a big boss and a big customer of our company!" Meng Zhicheng was afraid that his mother would settle old scores, so he hurriedly explained: "I had a fight with his wife yesterday and was kicked out, so I invited him to drink."

"The big boss has no friends? Do you want a computer repairman to accompany you?"

Meng Zhicheng suddenly blushed and showed a shy smile: "We have been friends for many years, we have the same hobbies, we have the same spiritual leadership...ah!"

Meng Jiarui stepped on his eldest brother hard to stop him from talking.

His eldest brother has only one spiritual leader, and that is sister Zhilin, who has a perfect figure and a sweet baby voice. Last year, when sister Zhilin got married, Meng Zhicheng cried bitterly for several days. Tian Yawen was so angry that he almost shaved his eldest son's head and sent him to the temple.

Be a monk.

The eldest brother is so indifferent and doesn't even look at what time it is. When he mentions this, isn't he afraid that his mother will put his job directly on his forehead?

"Zhicheng is right, it's time to burn incense." Liu Meidi, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

If there hadn't been some evil, how could the villa be gone just like that?

I wonder if the master's magic power has improved a little after so many years. If it can be controlled remotely, let him do the same for Xiao Chuan who is far away in the United States. Maybe tomorrow she will change her mind and not sell the villa.

Just as Tian Yawen was about to object, a thin female voice came from outside the house: "The ghosts have come to the house, you still have time to eat!"

No need to look back, the Meng family knew who was coming.

Zeng Guiyi, Tian Yawen's old sister. After being laid off, she went to work at Yunding Villa. She had to compare herself with Yawen in everything, but she always lost.

In recent years, the situation has finally reversed: Gui Yi's husband's unit shares were converted, and their family suddenly had a net worth of more than 2 million yuan, making them rich. Gui Yi felt that she was one level above Tian Yawen.

After resigning from her job at the villa, Zeng Guiyi still visited the house from time to time to show off her current life as a noblewoman, while at the same time harming the two sons of the Meng family who had not yet married, to gain a sense of existence.

Neither Meng Zhicheng nor Meng Jiarui liked her, so they nicknamed her "Really Weird".

When Liu Meidi saw Zeng Guiyi entering the house gloating about his misfortune, she sighed in her heart. It's true that good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. It's just a joke.

Meng Jiarui stood up and said, "The filming of the TV series is about to start. I'll go up and read the script."

Zeng Guiyi deliberately blocked his way: "You can't leave when such a big thing happens at home! Even big stars can't bear the evil spirits."

Meng Jiarui stretched out two fingers to pinch her sleeves and lifted her aside: "I'm not afraid, and I'm not weird."

Meng Qiang also stood up: "I'm going to pick tea."

Meng Qiang followed his youngest son and deliberately made a large circle to stay far away from Zeng Guiyi.

Mrs. Zeng looked at the backs of the father and son, her nostrils flaring with anger.

Tian Yawen was already accustomed to this situation and greeted her with a smile: "Have you eaten?"

Zeng Guiyi immediately became proud again: "My house fried steak this morning..."

Meng Zhicheng interrupted before she could finish her sentence: "You have high blood fat and are so greasy early in the morning. I must be deliberately trying to hurt you and have bad intentions. Aunt Wei, you have to be careful."

The corner of Zeng Guiyi's mouth twitched: Forget it, she is a noble lady now, and she cannot have the same experience as Meng Zhicheng, a dou who cannot be admired.

Zeng Guiyi handed the paper bag to Tian Yawen: "This is the foreign coffee represented by Minjuan Company. Star Meng likes to drink coffee, so I brought it to him specially."

Wang Minjuan is the only daughter of Zeng Guiyi. She and her husband opened a food import and export company. I heard that the business is doing well.

Just as Tian Yawen was about to say thank you, Meng Zhicheng interrupted: "Minjuan couldn't conceive because she drank too much coffee."

Zeng Guiyi wanted to throw the coffee in his hand at his face.

Tian Yawen pulled her eldest son and pushed him out: "Go and take down the dirty clothes..." After thinking about it, she changed her words and said, "Wash the clothes for me."

Zeng Guiyi specializes in picking weaklings, and among the Meng family, she loves to hurt Meng Zhicheng the most. Zhicheng is incompetent, and his words are ridiculous. If the two of them really compete with each other, there will be no end.

Tian Yawen washed the dishes and went to the kitchen, and the only person Zeng Guiyi talked to was Liu Meidi.

"The child is not sensible, and the family has to be supported by you, grandma. Haunting is not an ordinary thing. If it is small, it will make the house restless, and if it is big, it will kill people!"

Liu Meidi trembled: It's over! Is the Meng family really going to be ruined?!

Meng Zhicheng went to his parents' room to collect the dirty clothes, and habitually dug through his pockets. Meng Qiang's trousers pockets were bulging, and Meng Zhicheng took out a ball of paper from inside. He opened it easily, and it was mail from the United States.

Meng Zhicheng looked at it curiously and turned pale instantly: What does this mean?

Who is Xiao Chuan? Why should they move out of the Villa within a month? He is the sole heir of Yunding Villa! The Villa belongs to him, and he has not yet used his identity as the young master to marry a beautiful wife and concubine, so why did he become
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