What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Guan Heng closed the door, he restrained the smile on his face, and switched to the gloomy and cringing Guan Jia again, he walked to the hall and stopped at the door.

Because there is a woman inside who is cursing him with extremely vicious and vicious words, and from time to time, she can be heard asking others to echo her remarks.

"If you want me to say, this evil star should be kicked out!" The woman didn't care about her upbringing from a famous family, and was swearing.

With Guan Heng's hand, the door of the hall opened slowly with a click.

For a moment, everyone looked at Guan Heng who was standing at the door with no expression on his face.

The woman was talking vigorously, but when she saw Guan Heng, her words were choked in her trachea, unable to move up or down.

Guan Heng lowered his head slightly, Nuonuo said: "Aunt Wang, sister... How is sister?"

As soon as she mentioned her precious daughter, Wang Xiulin was so angry that she almost rushed over to tear and beat Guan Heng.

"Why do you still have the nerve to mention it? It's not enough for you to kill your father, you are a funeral star, but you also want to kill my Xiao Rong! Are you eating or drinking less in our Guan family? Are you going to take revenge on my Xiao Rong like this?"

Startled, Guan Heng raised his head and defended himself: "I didn't! I...I didn't think about killing my father, and I didn't think about killing my sister...she, she even said I was a bastard..."

Wang Xiulin sneered: "Did Xiao Rong say something wrong? Are you not a bastard? Don't you know if you are a bastard? You killed your father! You are a loser..."

Thinking that there might be such an ugly scar on her daughter's beautiful face, she was even more angry, how could she marry after this!

Wang Xiulin walked quickly in front of Guan Heng on high heels with slender heels, and stretched out her hands with sharp nails to pinch his arm, beating and cursing while the servants in the hall stood aside silently , listening to Guan Heng's painful begging for mercy.

"Wang Xiulin! What are you doing!" A shout came down the stairs.

Guan Mei walked down the revolving wooden ladder holding the hand of old man Guan, and Wang Xiulin stopped her hand when she saw that the old man had also come down.

"Jiajia, are you alright?" Guan Mei worriedly approached Guan Heng to see if he was injured. As soon as he lifted his arm, she felt a tremor in Guan Heng's body. By the time the porcelain should have cut his body.

Guan Heng didn't explain or speak, and let Guan Mei roll up his sleeves to look at his wound.

As soon as the sleeves were opened, Guan Mei saw that his arm was covered with bandages, and there was a large piece of bruises on the originally thin and tender arm. She gritted her teeth, Guan Mei turned around and cursed angrily:

"Wang Xiulin, what do you mean! Rong'er's face was not made on purpose by Jiajia! Both of them were injured, and you are still an elder, and you still talk about the death of a family star? You just treated Guan He's son like this when he passed away. Aren't you afraid that he will come to you at night!"

Wang Xiulin was stunned by the scolding. She remembered that this sister-in-law was not very angry, and she was always a peacemaker when encountering such things. How dare she speak so loudly about her in front of so many people?After being stunned for a while, he immediately retorted loudly:

"What do I mean? Don't you know what I mean? Rong'er is still lying on the hospital bed. Do you know how important appearance is to a woman? Do you have to squeeze two people down the stairs? Who knows if someone Deliberately holding something and throwing it down!"

Guan Heng swayed to the side when he heard such words, Guan Mei hurriedly supported him and sarcastically said to Wang Xiulin:

"Yes! Who knows who this person is!"

Wang Xiulin's face turned livid with anger at her words. Just as she was about to say something, Mr. Guan slammed the crutch in his hand on the ground and said to the two of them:

"Shut up!"

Wang Xiulin turned off the fire all of a sudden. The reason why she dared to abuse Guan Heng so presumptuously was because she saw that Mr. Guan didn't care about Guan Heng. What will happen to her.

Guan Mei supported Guan Heng's arm and looked at her father. In her heart, her father was always sensible.

I saw Mr. Guan cleared his throat: "That's the end of this matter. Rong'er, I will find the best plastic surgeon to see her face. As for Guan Jia, go back to the room and reflect on yourself. If you think about it, don't worry about it." Out!"

This is equivalent to confinement, and she kept silent about other things, Guan Mei watched her father walk back to the room step by step in disbelief.

When he was about to say something, Guan Heng slammed him to the side, quickly grabbed him, and supported him against the wall.

Guan Heng lowered his head and said, "Auntie, I want to go back to my room to rest."

Seeing this, Guan Mei didn't care about Wang Xiulin's complacent look, and hurriedly helped him upstairs.

Entering Guan Heng's room and helping him to the bed, Guan Mei looked at him distressedly, but she really didn't want to accept her father's sentence, she was afraid of hurting Guan Heng's heart, so she softened her voice and said:

"Your grandpa is old and confused! Since your father left, he has been in a bad mood. It should be because I was too noisy with your aunt just now, which reminded him of the previous things. Don't mind, I will talk to him Go talk about it and won't let you stay here and reflect."

Only then did Guan Heng lift his head down. His face was pale and pale, and Guan Mei felt guilty when he saw it.

"Auntie, I didn't hurt my sister." Guan Heng sniffed, and the tip of his nose was also red.

Guan Mei hurriedly said: "Of course I believe in Jiajia! We ignore your Aunt Wang. She was only stimulated because Rong'er was injured. We don't care about her!"

Guan Heng's head drooped again, he took a deep breath, and tried his best to raise a smiling face to Guan Mei:

"Auntie, I'm so tired, I'm going to bed first."

Guan Mei hesitated for a moment, then helped him make up all the quilts, and after making sure there was no air leakage, she stood at the door and turned off the light. The door opened a little bit, and a narrow patch of light was reflected on the ground. He took another look at Guan Heng on the bed, the bed was completely dark, he couldn't see Guan Heng clearly, only small lumps were raised up.

Guan Mei walked to the door of the study room where old man Guan stayed, and knocked a few times, but no one answered. Just as she was about to unlock the door, she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Miss Guan, the master is sleeping now." The person who came was a slender woman with high cheekbones and small eyes, and her voice was as uncomfortable as a noisy audio. Down with such a person.

Guan Mei said she got it, and she was going to open the door of the study, because the bowl of chicken soup should still be inside.

"Miss Guan, that bowl has been washed and placed in the kitchen." The person behind reminded.

Guan Mei was a little bored when she heard her voice, and when she heard that the bowl had been taken out, she gave up the idea of ​​going into the study and went back to her room by herself.

The servant watched Guan Mei walk into his room before turning around and leaving.