"No," Meng Yuran smiled.

Maybe she knows that she has a good life, so she doesn’t have a particularly clear concept of money.

As long as it is enough, it is OK, and there is no ambition to control it.

Meng's father nodded and suddenly said, "How is the Luo family boy?"

Meng Yuran paused.

Meng's father said: "Her mother has a deep collusion with Zhang, so he will not have any impact, right?"

"No," Meng Yuran smiled and pinched a bun, lowered his head to eat.

Outsiders don't know, but he knows it.

Now the city is full of storms, but this kid is planning it.

And his company is no longer his.

He is just a working person, what impact can he have?

Not long after, Qian Mengmeng brought Meng Xiaobao over.

As soon as he entered the dining room, Meng Xiaobao walked to Meng's father.

"I'm sorry grandpa. I was accidentally careful just now. I shouldn't have hit you."

He bowed slightly.

Meng's father widened his eyes and looked like a grandson who looked like a little adult.

Meng Xiaobao straightened his body, his eyes were red, and he obviously cried a lot just now, but his face was clean and his expression was very sincere.
Chapter completed!