Chapter 5719

Zhang Meng laughed indifferently: "To die under the peony flower, one is still a romantic ghost even as a ghost."

Zhang Wei rolled her eyes helplessly and had to bring out her trump card.

"When you see your fiancée, you'll know I warned you out of kindness!"

Fiancée?

Wait!

What does this mean?

Zhang Meng was confused, while Zhang Wei gloated: "Forgot to tell you, your fiancée's family upbringing is very strict. If she knows you're winking at other women everywhere, she might just put you in a sack and sink you into the Huangpu River!"

Uh…

Zhang Meng stared blankly at Zhang Wei, his eyes saying: You didn't say he had a fiancée!

Zhang Wei smiled innocently: Forgot at the time!

Sweat!

Zhang Meng's fiancée was named Han Qingxuan, born into a prominent family in Hainan, whose ancestors could be traced back to the famous Northern Song Dynasty Chancellor Han Qi. The family had continued to maintain its Han Chinese bloodline to this day, and their family upbringing was famously strict.

But what left the deepest impression on Zhang Meng was a sentence Zhang Wei said: "Sister Qingxuan seems to be a relative of the First Lady! So you'd better be careful if you want to be unfaithful in the future! You'll be sunk into the Huangpu River!"

Looking at Zhang Wei's gloating expression, Zhang Meng completely collapsed.

He secretly thought that the old man really had power!

Coming to this world, Zhang Meng only wanted to do things he didn't dare to think about or do in the other world, and he was already starting to do things he hadn't thought of before.

He didn't want to be constrained by others, and even less did he want to be tied down by a strong woman. He still wanted to enjoy the fun of picking up girls.

"Can I call off the engagement?"

"You try it and see!"

Zhang Wei was still smiling evilly. From her lip movements, Zhang Meng read a few words: The old man will peel your skin off!

Knowing the old man had great power, Zhang Meng secretly thought that if he showed his cards now, it wouldn't benefit him at all. He would take it one step at a time; anyway, it was just a fiancée, and there were plenty of ways to make the other party propose calling off the engagement first.

After Zhang Meng figured it out, he smiled evilly, revealing a row of half-white teeth.

Zhang Wei was stunned; she knew that whenever Zhang Meng showed this expression, it was definitely not a good thing.

Zhang Meng's fiancée, Han Qingxuan, was in Shanghai, and his prospective father-in-law, Han Tieshu, was there too. Although Zhang Xinhai sent an invitation to the Han family, the other party claimed they were going to Nanjing to pay respects to the First Lady and didn't come, only sending a servant to deliver a symbolic gift.

In the past, such a thing would never have happened. Since Soong Mei-ling became the First Lady last year, the Han family had followed suit, looking down on others.

The old man was very angry and smashed several valuable antique vases after the banquet, which made Zhang Meng ache; these antique vases would be very valuable decades later.

However, Zhang Meng was happy inside; it was clear that the Han family had risen to power and looked down on their Zhang family.

So, Zhang Meng took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "What's so great about the Han family? Aren't they just some distant Hakka relatives of the First Lady? With our family's power, marrying the President's daughter would be more than enough. Why should Father be so humble and climb the social ladder with such a family? I say call off the engagement directly, so we don't have to suffer their arrogance in the future."

Zhang Xinhai sighed: "It's a pity the President has no daughter, otherwise, with this old face of mine, I might have had a chance to ask for the President's daughter as a daughter-in-law."

Zhang Meng hurriedly said: "Doesn't the President have a son? Which of our Wei'er's appearance, figure, knowledge, and family background isn't a match?"

Zhang Wei immediately said anxiously: "If you don't want to marry Sister Qingxuan, don't sell me out!"

Zhang Xinhai frowned: "Meng'er, hasn't your relationship with Qingxuan always been good? Why do you suddenly not want to marry her?"

Zhang Meng smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that the person in front of him wasn't the original Zhang Meng. Having occupied someone else's nest, did he have to occupy their fiancée too? That would be too unethical.

But seeing Zhang Wei glare, Zhang Meng knew it wasn't the time to tell the old man the truth.

He only heard the old man say: "Meng'er, you are the only seedling of the fourth generation of our Zhang family. This time you were wounded on the battlefield and nearly lost your life, and I felt very guilty, nearly cutting off the Zhang family's incense. So, after you return, put everything else aside, get married first, leave an heir for the ancestors of the Zhang family, and then go do whatever you want."

Disaster!

Zhang Meng suddenly became like a frost-bitten eggplant, wilting immediately.

However, he wouldn't give up and continued to persuade: "Now that the Han family has risen to power, I don't want to look at their family's faces."

Zhang Xinhai nodded; he agreed with this point.

"Now the Soong family controls most of the financial business in Shanghai. If we can't rely on this big tree, it won't be easy for our Zhang family's business in the future. Qingxuan is still kind-hearted; she is different from her father, so don't have any pressure, just suffer for a while! If you really don't want to later, it doesn't matter if you take another wife or concubine!"

So the old man was more concerned about the Zhang family's business. After knowing this, Zhang Meng had a plan in mind and immediately showed his signature smile.

Beside him, Zhang Wei saw Zhang Meng smiling evilly again and immediately protested: "Dad, you can't indulge Big Brother like this. Isn't this clearly bullying Sister Qingxuan?"

Zhang Xinhai didn't care at all: "This is a man's business, girl, don't meddle!"

Zhang Meng immediately echoed: "Exactly!"

Zhang Wei glared, and Zhang Meng hurriedly hid far away from her, went to the other side to pound the old man's legs, and kept flattering him, making the old man very happy, but making Zhang Wei stomp her feet in anger.