"Tang Ming, you didn't wipe out the Meng Family, did you?"
Meng Ruming looked at Tang Ming with concern. After all, the Meng Family was her family, and there were too many relatives.
"Mother-in-law, rest assured, I guarantee I didn't harm a single person from the Meng Family. These things aren't stolen by me either. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Meng Family afterward; they shouldn't blame me."
Tang Ming quickly stated his position, guessing that the Meng Family probably wouldn't boast about such a disgraceful matter.
"You, you are truly a peculiar one!"
Meng Ruming looked at Tang Ming with a complex expression, then looked at a few jars: "If I remember correctly, those jars of wine should be the collection of the Meng Family's ancestor from when he was young. It's been decades, and he has never been willing to drink them. Now you've taken them all, he must be heartbroken."
"I don't care about that. Anyway, I can't leave empty-handed."
