Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce

Chapter 49

The homeroom teacher's scrutinizing eyes turned from the man back to Meng Yu's face, and found that the two looked alike, about 80.00% similar.

"Xiao Yu..." The man tried to pull Meng Yu's hand, but he dodged it vigilantly.

The man who claimed to be his relative was not a relative at all, and he had a very strange face. If he had seen him before, he would definitely have some impression, but Meng Yu was sure that he had never seen this man before.

In terms of temperament, this elderly man cannot be ignored at all. In terms of appearance, he is also a leader in the uncle class. In terms of clothing, he is even more impressive. Who has seen such a scholarly, gentle and elegant man? Can be easily forgotten?

With the lessons learned from Li Yiqian, Meng Yu is now very alert and wary of any strangers he has never met or knows.

He didn't want to encounter that kind of thing again.

Meng Yu stared at the man for a while, then said to the teacher in charge: "Teacher, he is not my relative. I have never met him, so I don't know him."

The class teacher understood, glanced at the man, and said to him: "Then you go back to the classroom first."

"Well, thank you teacher."

"Xiao Yu, wait a minute, I, I am your father, did your mother mention me?"

Meng Yu suddenly stopped, and the word "Father" fell down like a thunderbolt, and the moment it pierced through the eardrum, he was nailed in place, and the arm hanging by his side trembled faintly.

dad?Did you hear me right, this person claims to be his father?How many years have not seen a person suddenly ran out to recognize relatives?

The homeroom teacher's eyes widened in disbelief. He knew that Meng Yu was a single-parent family. Meng Yu's mother came to the school every parent meeting or other events. His father never showed his face. He didn't expect to come to Meng Yu suddenly.

For a while, I didn't know whether to let Meng Yu go back to the classroom. When he was struggling, the silent and sullen Meng Yu took a deep breath, and turned around expressionlessly. People suffocate.

He slowly pursed his lips: "Dad?" as if savoring the meaning of these two words.

"Sorry, my father passed away when I was born, and I only have a mother. You have identified the wrong person, so I will go back to the classroom first, teacher."

The head teacher felt that the atmosphere was not right, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, then you can go back."

Wang Wenyi knew that Meng Yu couldn't accept or believe that he was his father for a while. After all, the father and son hadn't met for more than ten years, so it was normal for Meng Yu not to recognize him.

"I'm sorry for making you and your mother suffer for so many years, and I'm willing to make up for it. Xiao Yu, tell Dad what you want, and Dad will do his best to satisfy you."

"I do not need it, thank you."

"Xiao Yu..."

"Sir, don't get excited. If you have anything to ask Meng Yu, you can tell me and I will convey it to you." The head teacher hurriedly stopped Wang Wenyi.

Meng Yu didn't even want to give Wang Wenyi a look, and left the parent meeting room straight away.

Wang Wenyi let out a long sigh, went back to the sofa and sat down, a little annoyed that he was too impulsive, and it was only natural that he would resist and distrust him when he suddenly appeared in front of Meng Yu.

The calm mood was disturbed and muddy. After returning to the classroom, Meng Yu's face remained expressionless, his eyes were absent-minded and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Under the table, Wei Borong shook his hand, leaned closer and asked in a low voice: "What is the head teacher looking for you for? You look like a furnace that is about to burst into flames."

Meng Yu struggled a few times, but was gripped even tighter. He simply lay down on the table and closed his eyes irritably.

"It's nothing."

Wei Bo raised his eyebrows: "Nothing will become like this? You don't want to talk about it at school, so let's talk about it when we go home."

Meng Yu muffled "Hmm".

It seems to be a bad thing, about which aspect, study or life?

Although Meng Yu has a hot temper, he is very good at concealing it in school, and he is very popular. Teachers and classmates like him very much, so it should not be about life, maybe it is about academic performance?Want to talk about future plans?

Wei Borong was also lying on the table, the flesh on his face was squeezed into a pancake shape, his heart was full of doubts.

There is still more than a year before the college entrance examination, and a major watershed in life is approaching.

Went to the office at noon, Meng Yu was depressed all afternoon, even Jing Zewen, who was very nervous, could see that something was wrong with him, and asked him if he was unhappy or if Wei Borong bullied him, but he Nothing was said.

After the evening self-study was over, the two returned to the community by bus. Weibo followed Meng Yu into his house without putting away his redundant bag.

Meng Yu took off his coat in silence, kicked off his slippers, and slumped on the bed exhausted, showing a large font.

Seeing this, Wei Borong stepped forward, pinching his chin and not allowing him to look away, and asked, "What is the head teacher looking for you for?"

For the first time, Meng Yu took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, let out a deep breath, and said frankly: "A man who claimed to be my father came to the school."

Wei Bochen frowned: "What happened?"

"They said they wanted to compensate me," Meng Yu sneered, "I said I don't have a father, and my father died long ago."

"Don't trust others easily. I'm really afraid if it's another scum like Li Yiqian."

Meng Yu laughed out loud, Wei Borong's serious and worried eyes made him feel better.

"Maybe he is really my father. I look very similar to him, with eyes, nose and mouth. But whether he is or not, I will not recognize him. As I said, my father was born when I was born." Passed away."

"Very ruthless, in line with your style."

"The sudden appearance after so many years must have come with a purpose. It's really disgusting. I will never recognize him in this life."

Wei Borong smiled and said: "Well, do it according to your own ideas."

However, the next day, Wang Wenyi found the house directly. It was the weekend afternoon, and Meng Yu was practicing oral English composition face to face with Wei Borong, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Meng Yu didn't open the door directly, and asked who it was, but no one spoke outside the door, and the silence was terrifying.

Thinking of those frightening news, Meng Yu didn't dare to open the door. He had a stalemate with Wang Wenyi outside the door for a long time, and then asked who it was, and this time the other party finally spoke.

"It's me, Xiaoyu. I'm sorry to disturb you suddenly." Wang Wenyi stared at the lacquered iron gate. When he saw the surrounding environment when he came, he couldn't imagine that Meng Yeruo brought Meng Yu back to Yicheng. Such a bad place.

This is an old residential area that can be entered and exited at will, without formal security protection measures and basic security personnel.

Hearing the strange yet familiar voice, Meng Yu subconsciously squeezed his palms and pursed his lips, and said to the door with a slight tone of voice: "Since you feel sorry, why do you have to come here so cheeky? I know you are, but I don't want to see you, I don't want you to disturb my mother and I's happy life, your existence and appearance will only make us troubled and painful."

What Wang Wenyi said was bitter, and he didn't know what to say for a while. It was indeed him who did something wrong at the beginning, and it was indeed too late to make amends and make compensation now, but he had already reflected on it and made a self-criticism.

"I know I'm not qualified, but Xiaoyu, can you open the door? I still think it's better to talk to you face to face."

Wei Borong didn't know why this man was so thick-skinned, even after he issued an order to evict him, he still came forward.

"Uncle, Meng Yu and I are studying. If your matter is really important and you don't mind waiting, we can wait until Auntie Meng and my mother come back."

Meng Yu took the words directly: "Don't wait any longer, I've heard a lot of speeches by this kind of human traffickers and liars, please don't bother us anymore, otherwise I can only choose to call the police."

"But Xiao Yu, Dad really has something very important to do. Can you, can you just open it, and if I don't go in, just stand at the door and talk, okay?"

Wei Borong said bluntly, "No."

Pulling Meng Yu back into the house, he plugged wireless earphones into his ears, and continued to learn spoken English, even though the people outside the door didn't respond to their shouts.

It was expected to run into a wall again, Wang Wenyi couldn't help but smile bitterly, no matter how many times he regretted and reflected on himself, he still couldn't undo the mistakes he made at the beginning.

If Meng Yeruo had not resolutely agreed to take Meng Yu away, the father and son would not have been separated by such a large glacier that could not melt. What should Meng Yu do to recognize him as his father?

After standing at the door for a few minutes, he finally let out a long sigh before he was willing to leave.