After listening to Xiao Zhang, Father Meng's aura grew increasingly gloomy. "Do you know what she did with that money?"
"I just remember her telling me that she wanted to buy a house. I even joked with her at the time, asking why she wanted to move out and buy a house when she lived so well in the Meng family. I wondered if she had had a fight with the boss."
After a two - second pause and hearing no response from Father Meng, Xiao Zhang timidly added, "Isn't Meng Rong your own daughter? All this money will be hers in the future anyway. It's no big deal for her to take a bit now."
It would have been better if he had kept silent. As soon as he finished speaking, Father Meng's anger soared. He glared angrily at Xiao Zhang, strode around to the door, and then coldly said, "You don't need to come to the company from tomorrow on."
"I..."
"The company never needs people who think they're smart."
After saying that, he left the company on his own. With raging anger in his chest, he started his black BMW and headed straight for the commercial area.
A few days ago, when he went out to meet a business partner, he accidentally saw Meng Rong walking into an extremely luxurious villa on the commercial street. At that time, he thought Meng Rong didn't have much savings and assumed she was just visiting a friend's house.
Now that he knew Meng Rong had secretly taken 30 million from the company, and the time matched, it was very likely that the villa was bought by her.
Thankfully, he still remembered the location of the villa. Father Meng parked steadily in front of the door, got out of the car angrily, and pressed the doorbell twice forcefully, as if to vent his current anger.
It didn't take long before there were footsteps, and then Meng Rong's irritated voice came from inside. "Who is it!"
With a "click", the door was opened.
Father Meng immediately pushed the door open, sidestepped, and rushed into the living room. Looking around, it was decorated in a cute and beautiful pink style, and there were only Meng Rong's shoes in the shoe cabinet.
It was obvious that she lived here alone.
"Dad? How did you know where I was? What are you doing here?" Meng Rong asked in surprise as she tore off the facial mask for noble ladies on her face.
Father Meng's angry gaze was firmly fixed on her. "How did I come? Don't you know why I'm here! All you do is cause trouble for me! What else can you do!"
"Why are you scolding me as soon as you come?" Meng Rong pouted and said aggrievedly.
At the peak of his anger, Father Meng suddenly grabbed her collar and roughly pushed her against the wall. His wrinkled eyes were filled with intense anger. "You still haven't learned your lesson from what happened in Singapore. Now you're so arrogant!"
"Niànchū is your younger sister. Is this what a decent person would do! You're not ashamed enough at home, and you even make a fool of yourself outside. Have you ever thought about Niànchū? Have you ever thought about the Meng family!"
After listening to Father Meng's scolding, Meng Rong finally understood why Father Meng had come to her address specifically.
Immediately, grievance welled up in her heart. With red - rimmed eyes, she defended herself. "If it weren't for Meng Niànchū secretly replacing my video at the press conference, this wouldn't have gotten so out of hand! Instead of scolding me here, you might as well go back and discipline your second daughter properly!"
"Shut up!"
Father Meng gave a hard shove, and Meng Rong suddenly fell to the ground.
"If I hadn't seen this news on TV, I would still be kept in the dark, thinking that letting you live outside for a while would make you reflect on your mistakes! Is this the answer you give me? Have you no shame!"
"I'm better than Meng Niànchū!"
Since the press - conference incident, the increasing online abuse and insults had broken Meng Rong's defenses. Now that Father Meng had come specifically to scold her, Meng Rong could no longer control her temper.
She propped herself up and stood up, with hot tears dropping one by one.
Seeing her tearful appearance, Father Meng angrily averted his gaze.
Meng Rong cried, "I'm clearly the eldest daughter of the Meng family, but you always treat Meng Niànchū better than me! Mu Junzé is like this, and so are you. What am I inferior to her in!"
"I just can't stand her showing off in front of me. I just want to make her life a living hell!"
"Slap—"
Father Meng's raised arm hung in the air. Seeing the slap mark on Meng Rong's face, he trembled uncontrollably. He tightly clenched his big palm into a fist and put it behind his back. Looking straight into Meng Rong's eyes, he was full of disappointment.
"From now on, you're no longer a daughter of our Meng family!" He said resentfully and then rushed out.
Meng Rong was also so angry that she couldn't contain herself. She shouted at Father Meng's back, "Fine! I don't care!"
Her hysteria received no response. Father Meng left the villa without looking back.
Staring at the heavily closed door, Meng Rong gasped for air, her eyes red.
"Meng Niànchū! It's all because of Meng Niànchū, that bitch. I will never forgive you!"
The seed of hatred in her heart grew deeper, and a hint of cruelty climbed into Meng Rong's eyes.
I will never forgive you!
Never!
In a blink of an eye, two days had passed since Meng Rong's press conference. In these two days, Meng Niànchū had been living a life of leisure at home, having clothes and food served to her.
Mu Junzé had carefully applied swelling - reducing ointment on Meng Niànchū for two days. Every day when he saw the wound on her face inflicted by Meng Rong, his deep eyes were filled with heartache.
Although he didn't say it out loud, Meng Niànchū could really feel it.
After Mother Meng and Father Meng learned about Meng Rong's actions, they naturally cared more about Meng Niànchū.
One day.
Meng Niànchū, Mu Junzé, and Mother Meng were having dinner when Father Meng, who had been working overtime for many days, suddenly came to the Shangting early. He was holding a strawberry cake, Meng Niànchū's favorite.
"How's the wound on your face today?" He sat next to Meng Niànchū and took a good look. Finding that it had improved a lot, he let out a long sigh.
Meng Niànchū untied the twine of the strawberry cake and joked, "If this wound on my face doesn't get better soon, Dad, you'll be extremely worried. The first thing you do after work every day is to check my wound. People who don't know might think I've suffered a serious injury."
"You." Father Meng helplessly tapped Meng Niànchū on the head and then let out another long sigh. "Meng Rong is really a worry - free child. How could she do such a thing!"
Hearing Father Meng suddenly mention this, Meng Niànchū stopped what she was doing and turned to look at him.
Father Meng said angrily, "She did such a thing, which means she doesn't even consider herself a member of the Meng family! Since that's the case, she doesn't need to come back to the Meng family. Just kick her out!"
A coldness quietly emerged in Meng Niànchū's eyes, and she sneered silently in her heart.
Even Mother Meng, who had always doted on Meng Rong the most, said in a deep voice, "We might as well just send her abroad. Don't let her keep showing up in front of us. It's annoying to see her. Out of sight, out of mind."