After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 574 You should contact Han Jingwei to pick you up

"Meng Yunlan is my biological daughter, but isn't Jiang Yuan hers too?" Meng Zhenliang laughed angrily. "You said that although Jiang Yuan has Meng family blood in her veins, some children and parents are just destined to be apart. Do you remember that?"

Meng Zhiwei remained silent on the other end of the phone.

Meng Zhenliang was furious. "So what if Meng Yunlan is my biological daughter, as you say? I have no connection with her whatsoever!"

"Big brother!" Meng Zhiwei couldn't hold back her tears, her voice pleading, "Can you please not say that? Lanlan will be heartbroken if she finds out."

"So what if I'm heartbroken?" Meng Zhenliang roared. "What does my heartbreak have to do with me? Didn't you want to take her to commit suicide? Go ahead!"

Meng Zhiwei gripped her phone tightly and cried out in despair, "Big brother, how can you be so heartless? Lanlan and I are your own sisters, your own daughters. How can you be so cruel and show no affection whatsoever?"

"Sentiment? Heartless?" Meng Zhenliang felt that his originally warm and harmonious life had been turned into a mess by her, and his anger burned brighter and brighter in his chest. "When you conspired with Han Jingwei to frame me, did you ever think that I was your older brother?"

Meng Zhiwei explained, "It's precisely because you're my older brother that I'm willing to help you with this."

To Meng Zhenliang, these words were utterly ridiculous. "Have you considered that this would ruin my family and your sister-in-law's family?"

Meng Zhiwei remained silent once again.

She had already planned it when she drugged Meng Zhenliang.

If Han Jingwei really gets pregnant and gives birth, she will do everything she can to make Meng Zhenliang and Shen Airu divorce.

But what she didn't expect was that Han Jingwei would leave her forever after giving birth.

Meng Zhenliang sneered, "Since Meng Yunlan was obtained by you through such dirty means, then it is only right that you take her to your death."

"What...what did you say?" Meng Zhiwei's voice trembled, filled with disbelief. "How could you say such a thing?"

Meng Zhenliang said cruelly, "If you want to die, then die. You don't need to notify me. You should contact Han Jingwei to pick you up."

He hung up the phone immediately after speaking.

Meng Zhiwei was shocked by his heartlessness and her face contorted with anger, her whole body trembling.

Meng Zhenliang tossed his phone onto the bed, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Next, he had to face Shen Airu.

Ten minutes later, Meng Zhenliang changed into a shirt and trousers, walked out of the presidential suite, and replied to Shen Airu's WeChat messages as he walked.

It just rained heavily, and the asphalt road is wet. The road is bustling with traffic, and the sounds of engines and horns are constant.

As soon as Meng Zhenliang entered the Meng family home, a servant came upstairs to tell Shen Airu, "Madam, the master has returned."

Shen Airu sat upright at the dressing table, applying a face mask, and gave a faint reply, "Okay."

When Meng Zhenliang walked into the hall, he saw Meng Yunlan kneeling in the living room.

She was sitting at first, but when she heard the maid say that Meng Zhenliang had returned, she knelt down straight.

Meng Zhenliang glanced at her indifferently and prepared to go upstairs.

“Dad.” Meng Yunlan called out to him, her voice trembling with aggrieved tears, “I’ve been looking for you for the past two days, but I can’t find you. I’m so scared.”

"Really?" Meng Zhenliang stared expressionlessly at her pitiful appearance, and suddenly felt that her face looked exactly like Han Jingwei's.

"Yes!" Meng Yunlan nodded vigorously, choking back tears, "Because I wanted to contact Dad so much, I forgot to care about Mom, and Mom made me kneel as punishment."

Meng Zhenliang suddenly felt disgusted by the daughter he had raised for twenty-four years. He coldly retorted, "What are you doing here? Didn't Meng Zhiwei want to take you to your death?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yunlan was immediately stunned: "Dad, why...why did you say such a thing?"

Meng Zhenliang ignored her, turned around and went up the stairs, taking two steps at a time.

Upon reaching the second floor, he stood at the door of the familiar room, his fingers gripping the cold doorknob, when a wave of hesitation and reluctance suddenly washed over him.

He didn't know how to face Shen Airu.

He was afraid of hurting her, and even more afraid of making her give up.

At this moment, Meng Yunting came down from the third floor, his tone calm and indifferent: "Why don't you go in?"

Meng Zhenliang turned around and was caught off guard by his son's sharp eyes. He moved his lips and said, "Yunting."

"Let's go in," Meng Yunting said softly.

"Okay." Meng Zhenliang nodded, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorknob.

He opened the door and went in, and saw Shen Airu sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a beauty device to massage her face.

"Aru." Meng Zhenliang walked to her side, extended his hand, and said in a clearly ingratiating tone, "Let me help you."

Shen Airu stared at the man through the mirror and said slowly, "I think you should kneel down now."

Meng Zhenliang's eyelashes trembled, his legs buckled, and he knelt down with a thud. "Aru, you...you knew everything?"

"Do you think I shouldn't know?" Shen Airu slowly smoothed the skin at the corner of her eye.

"No, that's not how it is." Meng Zhenliang didn't know how she found out, but he knew that everything that was done would leave a trace. "Aru, I just found out about this. I'm a victim too."

"Why didn't you tell me right away when you found out?" Shen Airu's voice turned cold. "Where were you when I was unconscious and hospitalized?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhenliang's face immediately showed concern. "You were unconscious? Are you feeling better now?"

"Don't worry," Shen Airu laughed sarcastically, "You won't die."

“Aru, I know you’re feeling terrible about what happened.” Meng Zhenliang’s voice was full of helplessness. “And so am I. I just didn’t know how to face you, which is why I didn’t tell you for so long.”

"Are you afraid to face me, or are you thinking about it?" Shen Airu put down the beauty device, turned around and stared at the other person. "I think you're thinking about whether you should team up with your sister and biological daughter to hide this from me and fool me!"

“No,” Meng Zhenliang quickly explained, “I want Meng Zhiwei to tell you personally that all the mistakes were her fault and she should bear the responsibility.”

Meng Yunlan got up from the ground, quietly went to the door of the room, pressed her ear to the door, and listened to the movements inside.

"If that's the case, why did you give her a week?" Shen Airu's eyes were full of disgust. "Was it to give her time to prepare, or to give yourself time to back out?"

"Aru, what will it take for you to believe me?" Meng Zhenliang asked, his face contorted with pain.

Shen Airu raised her chin, her posture aloof and arrogant, "Tell me, what do you plan to do with your sister and biological daughter?"

“I…” Meng Zhenliang frowned and said in a deep voice, “Aru, whatever you want to do, I will listen to you.”

"What are you doing here?" The man's cold voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Meng Yunlan was startled and turned around, a hint of panic flashing across her face. She stammered, "Brother, I...I'm worried that Dad and Mom are arguing."

(End of this chapter)