Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"Hello, Mr. Qiao. I'm Meng Yu, Meng Zhiling's sister. Come and have some fruit!" Meng Yu was also quite perceptive. Although she had been in the United States in recent years, she often saw Qiao Surong on TV. How could she not know the identity of the man in front of her? After saying that, she handed over a big strawberry and moved closer to Qiao Surong.

But he was angry in his heart. It seemed that he was wrong when he thought that the car was rented by Meng Zhiling. With Qiao Surong's economic and social status, let alone one car like that, the manufacturer would have to produce ten, twenty or a hundred cars for him.

Looking at Meng Zhiling's cuddly appearance, Meng Yu was furious. She had clearly wanted to show off her princess-like life and sweet boyfriend in front of her today, but the moment she walked in, she was outshined by her in every aspect.

"Hello!" Qiao Surong smiled slightly and nodded politely, but did not take the strawberries from Meng Yu's hand in any way.

But it was just such a small embarrassment that instantly made Meng Yu's dissatisfaction swell.

He glared at the stunned men sitting next to him and gave them a look, indicating that they should do what they wanted to do.

Just as they were hesitating, Luo Yunsong stood up and said, "Guys, we have guests at home today, so it's inconvenient to host a fight. I'll treat you all to a meal at Chun Man Tang some other day to apologize. I'm really sorry that I can't play ball with you today."

As he said this, he grabbed one of the men's shoulders and signaled them to leave quickly.

Anyway, it was Luo Yunsong who paid to hire them, so they naturally listened to Luo Yunsong. When they heard that they would have dinner at Chun Mantang another day, it seemed to be even better than today's original job, so everyone dispersed.

"Yunsong, what are you doing?" Meng Yu said in a low voice with a dark face, pulling Luo Yunsong's arm.

"Okay, baby, you see, my sister and the others are back today. I have to stay home even if I have something important to do, right? Okay, don't worry about me, be good." Luo Yunsong held Meng Yu's hand, looking like a good man who understood the big picture.

But how could their tricks escape Meng Zhiling's eyes? Although she didn't know why so many "oddballs" gathered in her uncle's house, she knew it must have something to do with her. Otherwise, Luo Yunsong would have sent them away so enthusiastically and nervously after seeing Qiao Surong's presence.

The purpose is to avoid offending Qiao Surong easily, otherwise his mere Longfor Properties may not be enough to fill Qiao Surong's teeth.

Meng Yu had no choice in the end and couldn't lose his temper in such an occasion, so he could only suppress his emotions temporarily.

"By the way, Zhiling, I heard that you are studying at XX University now. How do you feel about it? Not everyone can get into XX University. The daughters of your Meng family are really great. They are all so outstanding." Meng Yu's mood has not adjusted yet. He can't find a topic at all. Although he wants to approach Qiao Surong, due to Luo Yunsong's presence, it is not easy for him to come forward, so the whole atmosphere is driven by Luo Yunsong.

Hearing such hypocritical praise, Meng Zhiling only smiled faintly, "No, it was just luck."

She looked at Qiao Surong modestly, and she was too embarrassed to show off that the person next to her was the president of XX University, and that he bought it especially for her.

As they were talking, Uncle Meng De came back from somewhere, dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a successful man. But when he walked in, he casually threw his leather shoes on his feet and pulled up his slightly large trousers in a very unpresentable manner. Meng Zhiling already understood that no matter how he pretended to be upper class on the surface, no matter how rich he was, he could only be called a so-called "nouveau riche" or "rich" in his heart.

"Zhiling, you're here? Why didn't you call earlier so that your uncle could pick you up?" Meng De's voice was loud. He sat next to Luo Yunsong and lit a cigar without asking anyone's opinion.

But the way he smoked didn't look gentlemanly or elegant at all. He was just like the old man in the countryside smoking a pipe. Yet he had to pretend that he knew how to enjoy life and was so cultured.

"No need, I can come here by myself." Meng Zhiling frowned, a little unhappy.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work. You live in the school now, right? You must take several buses and subways to get here from the school, right?" Meng De smacked his lips. Thinking of the comparison between Meng Zhiling and his daughter now, a sense of confidence and vanity arose spontaneously.

When Meng Zhiling heard this, she felt ashamed. Could it be that she had really fallen to such a state in their eyes?

In other words, that kind of life is not miserable. After all, in this world, most people squeeze into buses and subways. If I were still the Meng Zhiling of the past, let alone living in school, I probably wouldn't even be able to go to school. How could I afford such expensive tuition?

But she actually heard a ridiculous tone of gloating from Meng Zhiling's uncle and relatives, which was really chilling.

"Haha, I really disappoint uncle. I drove here by myself. It was also thanks to me that I met Mr. Qiao. He sponsored me to go to college, buy a house and a car. Otherwise, an orphan like me would not be able to do it." Meng Zhiling sneered in her heart. Who can't act?

"Haha, Zhiling, although uncle is your uncle, but now your parents are gone, you are still my daughter. From now on, I am your father. Stop talking about whether you are an orphan or not, Mr. Qiao, right?" Meng De took a look at Qiao Surong after being introduced by Meng Zhiling. He originally thought that he was a pretty boy that Meng Zhiling found casually to save face, but he didn't expect that he was the famous Mr. Qiao.

He was really scared.

It is precisely because of this that a fickle family is always fickle. Meng De immediately changed his attitude 180 degrees and put on a smile. Although he was talking to Meng Zhiling, he was looking at Qiao Surong the whole time with a flattering smile on his face.

"I see, I'm not a member of your Meng family, so I don't need to be a burden to you. Just let me go back to where I came from. Thank you for your kindness, uncle." Meng Zhiling looked out the window with a sad look on her face, and even Qiao Surong almost believed that she was sad about the past.

"Zhiling, have you forgotten that you often stayed at our house when you were a child? My parents treated you very well back then and always treated you as their own daughter. Now that you are successful, you actually say such ungrateful words. My second uncle in our Meng family really raised an ungrateful person." Meng Yu was really angry. She was already angry that Meng Zhiling, an orphan, found a boyfriend who was a thousand times better than her own boyfriend. Now, seeing her boyfriend and father trying to curry favor with her, she felt even more upset.

So what you say doesn't have much weight.

"Haha, how did I become so successful? I'm just an ordinary college student, a poor guy whose whole family died and no one cares about me. I was just lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted person who was willing to take me in. But when I was down and out and needed someone to take care of me, where were you members of the Meng family?" Meng Zhiling looked at Meng Yu. At that moment, she felt that she was the former Meng Zhiling. Meng Zhiling had returned to this body, and all her uncontrollable accusations and resentment poured out.

The aggressive tone and the eyes that left no place for her to hide made Meng Yu feel as if Meng Zhiling's eyes would pierce her heart like a thousand arrows if she dared to say a word of sophistry.

"Well, then, didn't I tell you? We were abroad at the time, and Dad felt guilty about it for a long time. Isn't he here to care about you now? Why are you questioning here? Just because you are weak, you are right?" Meng Yu was not to be outdone. Despite the huge pressure in his heart, he argued cunningly.

Anyway, she never really treated this child she picked up from the street as her own sister or family member since she was a child. Her existence was nothing more than a measure of her own excellence and to help the stupid girl get more benefits from her second uncle.

That's it!

"Haha, really? I blamed you wrongly. No, it's my fault for thinking too much. Let me put it this way. Here is a check for one hundred thousand. You can withdraw it immediately. Consider it my way of repaying you for taking care of me when I was a child. Now let's say goodbye. Don't disturb my life again in the future. I beg you, Meng family!" After Meng Zhiling finished speaking, she took out a check from her bag, filled in the number casually, and placed it quietly on the coffee table.

"Bang!" A loud sound was heard, and Meng De slapped the coffee table hard, knocking over all the teacups in front of him.

"Meng Zhiling, what do you mean? Do you think we are beggars? It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me or admit that you are the daughter of the Meng family, why do you have to insult us in this way?" This time, it was not Meng Yu's turn to attack. Meng De was already angrily accusing Meng Zhiling of such behavior.

"Okay, uncle, Zhiling didn't mean that. She just didn't know what gifts to buy for you this time, so she used such an abrupt way. Let me put it this way, before I came, I specially bought some small gifts for everyone. It's not a respect, just consider it as Zhiling's way of thanking and repaying the Meng family." Qiao Surong observed everyone the whole time, until now, he finally said a complete sentence.

After saying that, he took out several beautifully wrapped gifts from the bag beside him.

"Zhi Ling said you like drinking tea. Here is some Tieguanyin. I hope it will catch your eye." After saying that, no one cared. Only the person receiving the gift could no longer remain calm. This kind of Tieguanyin is the best in the world. Legend has it that the tea trees are only picked once a year. The total annual output of this kind of tea is no more than two kilograms. The amount here should be as much as two or three taels.

He couldn't let it go and didn't know what to say, then Qiao Surong took out the second item and said, "This is a gift for my aunt." The gift for my aunt was a hundred-year-old ginseng, which was also of great value.

"This is for Miss Meng." Meng Yu's gift was even more expensive, a new limited edition Gucci watch, its value was even more expensive than their villa.