Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

On the other end of the phone, Meng wenzhe's grandfather, who had been listening to the commotion, was the Meng Guodong that master Xia had been talking about. He was so shocked that he fell to the ground.

He recognized it. Even through the phone, he could tell that it was his old leader's voice.

Meng wenzhe's grandfather couldn't care less about the pain from his fall. He quickly got up, hung up the phone, and asked the helper at home to send him over.

He was panicking and afraid. His body kept trembling, and he almost couldn't speak.

He had never expected that his son would ... Would recklessly provoke the person he should not have provoked. The Xia family ... Was it someone they could afford to offend?

The fall just now seemed to have hurt his bones, but he didn't have the time to care about the pain. He shouted,""Hurry, hurry and get ... The wheelchair. Send me there, hurry ..."

The helper at home still didn't understand what was going on, but seeing that the 'retired emperor' was so anxious, he didn't dare to say anything else. He pushed the wheelchair over, moved him onto the wheelchair, and quickly pushed him out of the door.

"Sir, where are we going now?" the helper asked as he walked out.

"Walk forward ..."

The helper pushed him away. Meng wenzhe's grandfather kept saying something. He looked panicked and his body was trembling. The helper didn't know what had happened, but she felt that there was something wrong with the Meng family today.

Meng wenzhe's grandfather felt that he was walking very slowly. Why hadn't he arrived yet? he regretted it so much. He shouldn't have tried to test the waters just now. He should have just gone straight to the door.

His old leader had always been tolerant and generous, but today ...

His heart was in turmoil as he shouted in fear,""Hurry up, I told you to hurry up. Are you a piece of trash? why are you so slow?"

Just now, he had asked his son to bring a fake past with him. In his heart, he was actually holding on to the last trace of hope. He hoped that the old man was fake and not his old leader.

In addition, there was one more thing. He cared about his face. He felt that the other party had only said that. He hadn't even confirmed it yet, and he had already rushed over. Wouldn't this show that the Meng family had no status? if it was fake, wouldn't that be a slap to their family's face?

The old man of the Meng family had really elevated his status over the years to the point that he had forgotten how he had risen step by step in the beginning.

Meng wenzhe's father stood in front of master Xia, his legs trembling. He did not dare to speak.

There were a few times when he wanted to speak, but master Xia would look at him and he was so scared that he couldn't say a word.

Finally, Meng wenzhe's father stammered,""You ... You ... Are, are you surnamed Xia?"

"You have no right to speak to my grandfather," Yue tingfeng said coldly.

Meng wenzhe's father was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale. This kid called the old man 'Grandpa'. He ... He was the grandson of the Xia family?

He had heard his father mention that his old leader only had one son, and that was the Xia Anlan who was unparalleled in the officialdom. Then ... Could this kid be Xia Anlan's son?

Thinking of this, he was even more afraid. He felt his body turn cold, and the fear in his bones grew even stronger.

He ... Had offended Xia Anlan's son ... He was finished!

When they finally arrived, Meng wenzhe's grandfather saw a group of people standing in the courtyard from a distance. Most of them were brought there by his son and daughter-in-law.

The gate and the fence of the house had been smashed.