MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 134 refute

Chapter 134 Refutation

Chapter 135 Refutation

Meng Ting called him by his first name in front of so many people. Mr. Meng, who was sitting on the sofa, finally lost his temper. He knocked over the coffee table, pointed at Meng Ting's nose and started to curse.

"You treacherous son, I have raised you for so many years in vain! Now I have learned nothing else, but I have learned the same donkey temper as your mother. Over the years, I have read all the books in the dog's belly! All day long and Your unworthy brothers are fooling around, and while others have been promoted, you are still in this position, which is really a disgrace to our Meng family!"

Mr. Meng was so angry at Meng Ting that he didn't care who was around. He sat on the sofa and scolded him until his mouth went dry and he saw no one around him to pour saliva for him. Panting, he pointed at a maid, "You! Go get me a glass of water! A bunch of blind people! Are you going to die of thirst if you don't look at me?"

But before the maid moved, Meng Ting strode over, crunching on the broken glass on the ground. The horrifying look on his face made Mr. Meng finally stop talking, "You, you, you What to do?"

The scene of being beaten up by this child once again reappeared in Mr. Meng's mind. He suddenly remembered that his son was a master whom even his relatives did not recognize. He had just been so arrogant in his house, he...could he do it to him again?

"You...let me tell you, Meng Ting, I am your father! If you dare to touch me, I will ruin your reputation!"

No matter how cruel the words in Mr. Meng's mouth were, he was still scared when he saw Meng Ting approaching step by step. "Come on, come on... What are you going to do?"

Meng Ting stood still in front of him, looking at this so-called father coldly, speechless for a long time.

When Mr. Meng was about to cry, Meng Ting finally sneered, "Meng Haidong, I could admit that you were my father back then, but now I can prevent you from being my father! If you still want to live a long life with your wild If your son continues to live a happy life, don’t bother me again. Otherwise, don’t blame me for accidentally telling you about the priceless jewelry and savings that my mother lost back then..."

At that time, when Meng Ting was in junior high school, her mother died of illness, and her father was with Xiao San at that time. He did not return in a hurry until her mother was buried.

Meng Ting will never forget that his father, who cried heartbreakingly at his mother's funeral, laughed out loud as soon as he walked out of the cemetery gate. He even secretly hid the jewelry when his uncle came to ask for the relics left by his mother. stand up…

Thinking about his father's ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness, Meng Ting felt extremely disgusted even with his blood flowing on his body. Not wanting to say another word to him, I picked up my son who was still trembling in my arms and strode up to the second floor. "If you have nothing to do, leave as soon as possible, lest your own son come to bother me again. Also, about my son, Stop interfering in the future!"

Meng Ting hugged Zicheng and disappeared at the top of the stairs. The rest of the people immediately dispersed, as if they had completely forgotten that Mr. Meng and the gold medal tutor were still in the living room.

Mr. Meng smashed a lot of things with bluff, and then left angrily.

As soon as the people left, the servants stuck their heads out and observed for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief and called their companions to come out and quickly clean the living room, put the spare tables, chairs and tea sets back on the table, and prepared fresh fruits and refreshments.

Seeing that everything was ready, Mr. Wang, the housekeeper, led Fang Qing and Wen Ning in the lounge to the living room to rest, "Teacher Fang and Teacher Wen, you just made a joke. You two can take a rest here. I'm here." Just go upstairs and ask the young master to come downstairs."

But Wen Ning quickly stopped him, "Old sir, wait a minute. I just saw that child was very frightened. Don't disturb them at this time. This is the comic book we prepared. Please give it to Zicheng. Let him rest well today and we will come back tomorrow.”

The old housekeeper respectfully took the hand-drawing book from Fang Qing's hand. Seeing that the two of them insisted on leaving, he had no choice but to call Ah Cheng to take them back.

 When Fang Qing and Wen Ning left, the old housekeeper opened the picture album and saw that the pictures inside were cute, vivid and very interesting. He immediately admired these two people very much, "I feel that these two are much better than some lecturers..."

The next day, Fang Qing and Wen Ning came again, but what they didn't expect was that the gold medal teacher from yesterday was here again.

Wearing black glasses, Teacher Zhang was sitting steadily on the sofa, elegantly sipping a cup of freshly ground coffee. Seeing Fang Qing appear, he slightly raised his eyelids for a glance, then lowered his eyes and continued to taste the delicious food in his hands.

The old housekeeper didn't have a good impression of this uninvited teacher. He led Fang Qing and Wen Ning straight to the study room on the second floor. "You two, please come here. The young master has been waiting for a long time."

Fang Qing and the other two quickly went upstairs. They saw that Zicheng had returned to normal. When they were opening their books and preparing to teach, the door behind them was suddenly pushed open. They saw Teacher Zhang holding a folder and stepping on high heels. He walked in angrily and said, "Sorry, I'm about to start teaching. Please ask those who are not involved to leave as soon as possible. Thank you."

Fang Qing and others were confused by her. Just as the old housekeeper stepped forward to speak, the senior teacher immediately raised his hand to stop him from speaking, "I'm going to class, please be more conscious."

He then looked at Fang Qing and Wen Ning, with a trace of contempt on his dignified and serious faces, "You two are still students, so don't show off the ink in your stomach to make yourself look embarrassed."

Teacher Zhang's words made everyone present feel very uncomfortable. Fang Qing was irritated by the other party's attitude and stood up to argue. Instead, Wen Ning grabbed him by the side. He still had a faint smile on his face, but Fang Qing keenly noticed that Wen Ning's eyes were as cold as ice.

“Teacher Zhang, may I ask where this is?”

Teacher Zhang adjusted his glasses with a look of disdain on his face, "Huh, this is the Meng family's mansion. You don't even know this, do you?"

Wen Ning stood up with a slight smile and continued to ask, "Excuse me, who is the master here, and who invited you?"

 Teacher Zhang looked blank and finally understood what Wen Ning meant.

The flesh on her cheekbones twisted with her disdainful expression, and her chilling expression was immediately revealed, "Kid, don't you just want to say that this is Major Meng's residence, and his father has no right to interfere? ? Hey, Mr. Meng came to me just to give the next generation a good learning atmosphere, an old man’s deep and selfless love and high expectations for the younger generation. Are you really embarrassed to refuse? "

Wen Ning finally smiled when he heard this. He took a few steps forward and looked directly into the other person's eyes. At this moment, Teacher Zhang actually felt a little oppressed.

"I heard that Teacher Zhang's teaching philosophy is freedom and bravery. So, I would like to ask, do you really believe in freedom by forcefully entering other people's homes without caring about other people's feelings, or... are you just using the guise of freedom to enforce your own teaching? Woolen cloth?"

 (End of this chapter)