criminal profiling

In Zhuang Sheng's memory, there was only one person who played an important female role from beginning to end.Although there is no blood relationship between them, in his heart, the other party is very respectable, and he also respects and loves the patriarch from the bottom of his heart.

For as long as he could remember, the role of mother had been absent.So since being adopted by the Meng family, that elegant, dignified, courageous and strong woman has become the image of his mother that he most yearns for.

After being wronged, he could still lose his temper at Meng Yan, but in front of that patriarch, he just wanted to do his best so as not to disappoint him.In front of such a person, even showing the slightest disappointment to herself is not much better than being spurned by thousands of people—although she rarely expresses her emotions directly.

Zhuang Sheng was apprehensive all the way, and when he arrived at Meng's house, his whole heart "thumped" and "thumped" almost jumped to his throat, and he was so nervous that his hands and feet were all in the same place.

A muffled laugh came from above his head, his slightly sweaty hands were held, and his shoulders were turned to face the man's mature and handsome face, with an obvious smile in his eyes.

"Why, so nervous?"

Zhuang Sheng stared at him blankly, then subconsciously nodded.Meng Yan chuckled again, stretched out his fingers and scratched his nose, "What's there to be afraid of, isn't you the eldest sister's favorite? Last time you went to the program group to be an undercover agent, she spent money to replace you. But I didn't even bat an eye."

The last variety show has not been aired yet, and the money invested in it can be said to have been squandered.

Zhuang Sheng was stunned for a moment before realizing what Meng Yan was talking about. He looked at Meng Yan and blinked, "Ah, is that the eldest sister? I thought it was you."

In the case of the last seven deadly crimes, in order to protect Mo Feifei nearby and find out the whereabouts of the murderer, Zhuang Sheng needed an unsuspecting identity to be stationed in the program recording team.In the end, he participated in the program recording as a guest.

Zhuang Sheng always thought that it was Meng Yan who intervened. After all, at that time, the eldest sister of the Meng family didn't even know that he had returned to China.

Meng Yan nodded annoyedly, "I was going to invest money, but my eldest sister took the lead. She also got the filming video of the program group and cut out all your shots. She watched it several times at home and praised you for being on camera. nice."

The more Zhuang Sheng listened, his head lowered, his face was steaming, his heart was also being ironed by waves of warm current, and his nose felt a little sore.

The eldest sister has never interfered with the affairs of the younger generation, right or wrong are all up to them to figure out.When Meng Yan insisted on sending him abroad, he cried and refused to leave, but the elder sister didn't say anything.

But later, when he was seeing him off at the airport, the woman who was always calm, strict with the younger generation, and very respectful of etiquette on any occasion held him in her arms for a long time, and finally said:

"Shengsheng, if you really miss home, the elder sister will pick you up."

It's a pity that at that time, he was immersed in the pain of being finally abandoned.When I went abroad, I was even more eager to prove myself. I was so depressed that I changed all the communication methods and didn't send any news back.

He hid himself in the tortoise shell, looking forward to the news from the country, while being disappointed in himself.In the end, all the disappointment and sadness were suppressed, as if nothing had happened on the surface, but the heart was already desolate.

Seeing the sadness in the young man's eyes, Meng Yan's heart began to ache again. Without speaking, he stretched out his hand to embrace the young man in his arms, and slowly walked into the gate of Meng's house.

Mr. Housekeeper with a pair of green eyes stood tall and straight at the door to greet him.

"Meng, you're back." As he spoke, his eyes turned to the young man who was held by Meng Yan's shoulders, and the smile on his face deepened, "This is Xiao Shengsheng, she is really cute."

Although he is a foreigner, he can speak Mandarin very well.

Meng Yan withdrew his arm following Zhuang Sheng's refusal, and looked helplessly at the young and strong butler, "Anthony, did my eldest sister show you the photos of Sheng Sheng when he was a child? He has grown up now, and he can't use the word 'cute'. Such an adjective."

Even if this is the case, you can't say it out loud. Didn't you see the reluctance in people's eyes so obvious, but politely didn't show your emotions?

The two exchanged a look tacitly, and there was a hint of meaning in Anthony's eyes, and he didn't speak again.Seeing that he understood, Meng Yan looked around and asked, "Where is Eldest Sister?"

Anthony's expression changed slightly, and his expression seemed to be much gentler.

"The chairman is in the kitchen, saying that he wants to make desserts for Xiao Shengsheng himself."

Zhuang Sheng raised his eyes and secretly looked at the housekeeper. When he left, the housekeeper of Meng's house was a gray-haired old man.Presumably he retired at an older age, and was later replaced by this white butler who looked more like a bodyguard.Zhuang Sheng intuitively felt that this butler named Anthony was not simple, he had a life on his hands, was good at firearms, and had a military background.But seeing how familiar Meng Yan was with him, there shouldn't be any threat.

Just thinking like this, Meng Yan lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"Shengsheng can see it, this person's background. He was originally invited to be a bodyguard for a while, but now he refuses to leave, and he is going to steal the housekeeper's job."

"Hey, let me tell you two, don't pretend that I don't exist." Mr. Housekeeper, who heard Meng Yan's "whisper" clearly, coughed to remind himself of his existence.

Meng Yan stood up straight as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't said anything.

At this moment, a mature woman in a cheongsam walked out from the kitchen.Her hair was pulled up high to accentuate her slender neck, and her face was covered with delicate makeup. Although she had been fighting in the kitchen for an hour, her hair was not messed up at all.

Time seemed to stop on her body, blurring her age.The skin is as delicate as a [-]-year-old girl, but her calm and leisurely temperament is the harvest of years.

Standing there, it was as if an ink painting scroll was laid out there, and an elegant and distant atmosphere came over her face.

——This is Meng Yan, the helmsman of the Meng Consortium.

"Shengsheng, come here, big sister hugs." The woman smiled and opened her hands, breaking the mysterious and elegant atmosphere with her mouth.

Zhuang Sheng walked over embarrassingly, lowered his head and called out in embarrassment, "Elder Sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hugged into a hug full of fragrance and warmth, "You silly child, you are so cruel that you have been away for so many years, don't you want my eldest sister?"

He was obviously taller than the other party, but when he was hugged like this, he seemed to be back when he was a child.In his eyes, this pair of weak and weak arms is a miraculous existence that can support the sky.

After hugging him for a while and letting go, Meng Yan looked at Zhuang Sheng carefully, his eyes were filled with emotion and relief, "Sure enough, he has grown up and is taller than me."

At this time, Zhuang Sheng's uneasiness faded away, and a very bright smile appeared on his face, "But you haven't changed at all, you look younger."

"Poor mouth." Meng Yan cursed with a smile, turned around and grabbed Zhuang Sheng's hand and walked to the kitchen, "Come and taste the dim sum I made for you. I remember you liked sweet things when you were young. Come and taste it. Can add sugar."

After she finished speaking with Zhuang Sheng, she gave two orders without looking back.

"Meng Yan, go and get a set of clothes I prepared for Shengsheng before, so that you can wear them more comfortably at home."

"Anthony, call to see if the food you ordered has arrived, and if not, hurry up."

"Okay, ma'am."

"Yes, Chairman."

The two big men responded at the same time, and then looked at each other, and they could see a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.

"I only ate dim sum made by my elder sister before Shengsheng went abroad."

"...This is the first time I've seen the chairman cook in person. I always thought the chairman didn't know how to cook."

The two miserable men fell silent again. Meng Yan was blessed by Zhuang Sheng, so he was not too miserable, and Mr. Butler was the last one.

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On the table.

"Come on, Shengsheng, eat more food. You're skinny, and you can tell that you haven't taken care of yourself." Meng Yan sat beside Zhuang Sheng and kept picking up food for him, talking while picking up food.

"I have told your brother Yan several times to persuade you to move back to live. What do you think it is like to live in a dormitory alone? In case of illness, cold and fever, and no one to take care of me, how can I rest assured."

Zhuang Sheng tried his best to eliminate the dishes that kept getting into the bowl, and then he interjected in a low voice, "I don't live in the dormitory anymore." He said and glanced at Meng Yan who was sitting across from him.

The eldest sister of the Meng family stopped talking and followed his gaze - no one was serving food, so Meng Yan could only eat what she picked up by herself. Just as the chopsticks were inserted into the plate, she received two gazes at once, and felt quite stressed for a while. big.

Meng Yan paused, put the dishes in his bowl calmly and put them away, and was about to speak——

"I just know how to eat, eat, eat. Since Shengsheng has moved to your place, why didn't you tell me?" The eldest sister of the Meng family finished scolding the second brother of the Meng family, and turned her eyes away neatly, and her eyes fell on Zhuang Sheng again. body.

"Shengsheng, do you think this is good? How can he know how to take care of others as a big man, why don't you just move here and live with your sister."

Meng Yan, who was cast aside and suspected to be his own: "..."

Hearing this request, Zhuang Sheng was caught off guard: "..."

There is also Mr. Butler standing in the corner as a wallflower: "..."

The three silent gazes looked at the eldest sister of the Meng family, and then she snorted softly with a cold face, and took them back in unison, and two of them fell on Zhuang Sheng again.

Under the pressure of two gazes, and the expectant eyes of the elder sister of the Meng family, Zhuang Sheng refused with some difficulty, "Elder sister, it's good for me to live there. Over there, um, it's close to where I work."

The elder sister of the Meng family was a little disappointed when she heard this, but she didn't insist, "I don't know why you chose this job. Could it really confirm the saying that your son inherited your father's career? But what if you are injured and have an accident? I How to explain to Uncle Zhuang." As he spoke, he saw that Zhuang Sheng's mood was obviously depressed, obviously because of the person she mentioned.Meng Yan suddenly felt annoyed, and hurriedly comforted him to change the subject.

"Look at me, I'm really old, and I've become more verbose. Shengsheng, don't be annoying to my eldest sister."

Zhuang Sheng hurriedly shook his head, feeling that it was not enough, he waved his hands again and again.How dare he find the eldest sister annoying, and the eldest sister of the Meng family in memory doesn't seem to have such a style of painting.Zhuang Sheng secretly glanced at Meng Yan.

——Is the elder sister so talkative now?

——No, she's just talking to you more.

Meng Yan returned him a blank look with a blank face.

Sure enough, the eldest sister of the Meng family turned her head to see Meng Yan's action the next moment, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "Don't throw it away, eat it."

Meng Yan, who picked out the celery in the bowl and was about to throw it into the nearby plate, paused for a moment, then moved the chopsticks back into the bowl without saying a word, put them in his mouth and ate them slowly.

Looking at Meng Yan who obviously didn't want to eat, but didn't dare to spit out and forcefully swallow, Zhuang Sheng showed a trace of sympathy.He took a deep breath in silence, picked up a piece of carrot in his bowl with a desperate expression and put it into his mouth, enduring the strange smell and chewing slowly - no matter his movements or expressions, he was exactly the same as Meng Yan.

"Shengsheng, I remember that you don't like carrots. Don't force yourself if you don't like it. I'll make carrot stuffed snacks for you next time. It will taste better." The voice of the eldest sister of the Meng family suddenly came from the side. Sheng's movements froze, and his eyes met Meng Yan who was also looking up, and he couldn't eat or not eat immediately.

Meng Yan: "..."

It seems that there is no need to prove that it is not his own.