12dz Chapter 851 Asking for trouble
Chapter 851 Asking for trouble
Lin Ping is a very upright man who dislikes looking at women who are not wearing clothes.
If Zhang Yuelu wasn't wearing clothes, he really shouldn't have gone in, but considering the importance of transmitting energy, Lin Ping could only reluctantly take a peek—no, no, he should have covered his eyes.
Since you can't see anything if you're blindfolded, Zhang Yuelu would definitely think that way.
Many times, it wasn't Lin Ping's own choice; he was forced into it by the many beautiful women.
"Lin Wuqing, I didn't cough up this mouthful of blood for nothing," Zhang Yuelu said coldly, already having devised an escape plan in her mind.
It's not just about escaping; they even intend to kill Lin Ping.
"Keep watching. If there's any unusual activity, don't try to resist. Notify me immediately," Lin Ping instructed.
If Zhang Yuelu's strength has not recovered, she will not be able to escape. If she has recovered, the servants' obstruction will be of no use and they will only lose their lives in vain.
Rather than fighting to the death, it would be better to notify Lin Ping immediately.
After making the arrangements, Lin Ping immediately went back to the Meng residence, where Meng Qingge was indeed still waiting in the cold wind.
"Aren't you stupid? Don't you know how to wait inside?" Lin Ping smiled slightly, his face full of ambiguity.
"Waiting here will allow me to see you sooner," Meng Qingge said tenderly, nestling into Lin Ping's arms.
Thinking of how Meng Qingge had waited for him in the cold wind every day for the past month, Lin Ping felt a pang of pain in his heart. He secretly vowed that he would never let her down in this lifetime.
"Hmph, a spineless coward who only knows how to use sweet talk." Meng Yuanping coldly passed by the two of them: "I will go to Huiwen Street to propose marriage tomorrow."
“My daughter just loves good-for-nothings!” Meng Qingge said irritably.
These words enraged Meng Yuanping. If he weren't afraid that Huang Jiayu wouldn't agree, he would have locked Meng Qingge up and wouldn't have allowed Lin Ping to set foot in the Meng residence.
"You wretched child, you wretched child!" Meng Yuanping gritted his teeth in anger, already planning tomorrow's itinerary in his mind.
"He is, after all, my father. You can't go too far," Meng Qingge whispered in Lin Ping's ear.
Meng Yuanping was doing something that made a fool of himself, like offering his face to Lin Ping to slap him.
Lin Ping is a vengeful person, and he will definitely teach the other party a lesson.
"This isn't the first time I've encountered a father-in-law like this," Lin Ping said with a faint smile.
Upon hearing the words "father-in-law," Meng Qingge blushed, but a strange feeling lingered in her mind. Lin Ping was clearly showing off how many fathers-in-law he had.
The former lord of Jiangcheng is one, and Zhou Yecheng is another.
Their initial disdain for Lin Ping will become evidence of their being proven wrong.
The next morning, before the gates of Huiwen Street even opened, Meng Yuanping had been waiting for a long time.
As the sun slowly rose, a smile appeared on Meng Yuanping's face. This was the opening time of Huiwen Street, and he would definitely be the first person to enter.
This way, we can gain the upper hand and have a great chance of meeting Young Master Lin from the Wu Kingdom.
However, Huiwen Street did not open as scheduled, and the shops on the street did not appear to be open for business.
As more and more people gathered, Meng Yuanping was squeezed against the door, finding it difficult to breathe.
He had to exert all his strength to stay standing, otherwise he might be trampled underfoot. Losing face was a minor matter; he might end up having to accept his fate.
"Young man, why isn't Huiwen Street open yet?" Meng Yuanping asked with a grin.
Although the other party was just a mere gatekeeper, he represented the face of Huiwen Street, and Meng Yuanping needed his help, so he naturally couldn't afford to offend him.
The doorman glanced sideways at Meng Yuanping and asked in a cold voice, "Who do you think you are?"
Meng Yuanping was slightly taken aback. Was he being looked down upon by the doorman? Or perhaps the other party was uncultured and meant to ask "Who are you?" but misunderstood the meaning.
He forced a smile and replied, "My name is Meng Yuanping!"
If it were six months ago, very few people would have heard of this name. But recently, the Meng family has been doing very well, and Meng Yuanping's reputation has grown considerably. Moreover, Huiwen Street is cooperating with the Meng family, so they should have heard of this name.
According to Meng Yuanping's plan, he should be treated as an honored guest and go directly to see the Prince of Wu.
The doorman feigned sudden realization: "So it's Meng Yuanping... Never heard of him. Have you heard of Sanheizi?"
Another gatekeeper shook his head and said, "Shuntian Prefecture has a population of one million. There are at least ten thousand people with the surname Meng, if not eight thousand. How could I possibly know such an unknown nobody?"
Enraged that a mere gatekeeper had dismissed him as an unknown nobody, Meng Yuanping shouted, "I am Meng Qingge's father! How dare you not even recognize the father of your boss's business partner? You'll be punished!"
Upon hearing the name Meng Qingge, the two men's attitudes instantly changed, and they said with fawning smiles, "So you are Boss Meng's father. Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Meng Yuanping immediately sought to make his presence felt, and said arrogantly, "Is it too late to say that now?"
"It's not too late, it's not too late," the two doormen replied eagerly.
"Then why won't you let me in!" Meng Yuanping said somewhat unhappily.
The customers behind him cast envious glances. As everyone knows, the first ten customers to enter Huiwen Street can enjoy a huge discount of 20% off. Meng Yuanping had obviously gotten a great deal.
The two gatekeepers were somewhat confused, and after a while they replied, "You seem to have misunderstood. Even if it were Boss Meng's father, he would not have the right to overstep the rules."
"What?!" Meng Yuanping was so angry that his nostrils were flaring. It would have been one thing to be looked down upon before his identity was revealed, but now that he had already put on a high-handed attitude, it would be very embarrassing to be rejected at this time.
"Tch, I thought he was really something, but it turns out he was just bluffing." A series of sighs came from behind.
Meng Yuanping was furious, feeling as if his dignity had been trampled on by everyone, and he really wanted to crawl into a chrysanthemum.
"Then why did you say it's not too late!" Meng Yuanping asked, filled with grief and indignation.
"Because it doesn't matter whether you say it sooner or later, you still can't get in anyway," the doorman replied innocently.
"I'm so angry!" Meng Yuanping punched the wooden fence gate... and cried out in pain.
Amidst the cold stares of onlookers, he suddenly calmed down: "Even if I can't break the rules, I was the first one here, so I should be the first to go in."
"Oh? Who can testify? Your seat isn't exactly in the front either, is it?" the doorman said with a smile.
As expected, Meng Yuanping had already been pushed to the back by some customers behind him.
"You just wait. Once you become Young Master Lin's father-in-law, I'll be the first to teach you a lesson." Meng Yuanping gritted his teeth and glared at the two doormen, his arrogance plummeting to rock bottom.
Just as he was being pushed to the back, two doormen slowly opened the gate, and the long-waiting customers rushed in. Meng Yuanping, who was a little weak, was almost trampled underfoot and was extremely embarrassed.