Deadly engagement: Husband is too flirtatious

A few birds flew by in the bushes, making squeaky calls.

Basha looked at Bo Jin suspiciously, and said to himself: "Oh, he is indeed from a noble family. He has seen the world and is not curious about these things. I was very curious when I heard about them in Thailand. Well, there was a master in Thailand at that time who set up a research studio to study this."

Basha spoke in a very low voice, and Bo Jin wasn't interested in listening to it at first, but when he heard Basha talk about research by chance, Bo Jin's interest was aroused again, research?Shouldn't research cost money?Can't you spend money and find someone to invest?
Today's angel investors are looking for something that can be invested and is valuable. It seems that they have never heard of such investment in China.

Bo Jin thought for a while, then opened his mouth and asked, "Is there someone who specializes in this? Is there any value?"

From Bo Jin's point of view, it seems that asking Basha is a very shameful thing. He always feels that he
The journey was long, Luo Mengmeng dragged her luggage, and walked in the airport step by step, recalling her experiences over the years, Luo Mengmeng herself has always had no complaints or regrets.

It seems unreasonable, but Luo Mengmeng is not too young now, so she always has to plan for herself.

Not for anything else, just for your once-in-a-lifetime life.

Thinking about it, only Bo Yan was at home alone, Luo Meng dreamed about grandma's abnormal behavior yesterday, and she was still very worried.

Thinking about today, Wang Cong had to go to Bo Yan for a review, change of medicine, and injection. One can imagine how ugly Bo Yan was.

And Bo Yan can't speak, as long as it's about Bo Yan, Luo Mengmeng can always think of a very thoughtful look, she dragged the suitcase and sat down on a window seat.

Holding the phone in her hand, Luo Mengmeng thought about it, and felt that she couldn't keep Bo Yan at home like this, otherwise it would be too dangerous.

It's not that Luo Mengmeng doesn't believe in grandma or Wang Cong, but Luo Mengmeng deeply knows that the most untestable thing is the human heart.

People's hearts are very fragile, and they can do many incredible things under many inexplicable banners.

But now, Luo Mengmeng understands even more that Bo Yan is everything to her.

Life is all about bowan.

Thinking of this, Luo Mengmeng took out her mobile phone, looked through the phone's address book, and finally made up her mind to call someone.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hello."

The other party's voice was lazy.

Luo Mengmeng held the phone in another hand, pursed her lips and said, "Hey, Jian Lan, it's me."

After saying this, Luo Mengmeng seemed to be waiting for a response with a whole heart.

What else is more important than Bo Yan?
No!

For Bo Yan, how much is that so-called self-esteem worth?

It is worthless!

With these concepts, Luo Mengmeng feels more confident in speaking, when a person feels that what he is doing is very valuable.

Then once you do it, you are going forward.

No matter what the reason is, it's always good to make Luo Meng dream about Bo Yan.

To make such a bold decision.

Well, for her so-called love, for her lover who will never be forgotten, Luo Mengmeng holds the phone tightly, feeling that everything is in this call.

I hope that the other party can accept my request.

The other party hesitated for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Is... is it Mengmeng?"

When hearing what the other party said, Luo Mengmeng's heart was both excited and nervous, but also with a sense of shame.

In this friendship, after all, he did the bad thing first, so how can he ask others to do things for him?

Luo Mengmeng pursed her lips and said, "It's me, are you okay?"

After asking this sentence, Luo Mengmeng felt that her whole life was full of hope, her grandma definitely didn't like Bo Yan, and Wang Cong did his best to save Bo Yan yesterday entirely out of his own face.

Now that I am not here, when Wang Cong and grandma are together, there must be many, many gaps. Thinking about it now, it is not that simple.

The other party smiled in a relaxed tone, and said, "It's okay, long time no see, where are you? How are you doing?"

The other party was still so chatty as always, but this made Luo Mengmeng feel kind, because only when such familiar habits were in front of Luo Mengmeng, could Luo Mengmeng feel that it was real and believable.

There is no affectation, no pretense.

Luo Mengmeng smiled and said: "I...I want to ask you to do me a favor."

After finishing speaking, Luo Mengmeng felt that she was still a little direct. No matter what, since I haven't seen each other for so many years, I should exchange some pleasantries and greetings, but these are things Luo Mengmeng can't learn.

"Aha, Mengmeng, why are you still the same, don't you want to offer a few courteous words first? How do you know that I will definitely help you? Really, well, you have said that now, I don't agree , seems to be petty." The other party said cutely, as if he was very familiar with Luo Mengmeng.

Hearing what the other party said, Luo Mengmeng suddenly smiled. This is what girlfriends have looked like for many years, and this is the best interpretation of friendship in Luo Mengmeng's heart.

If it wasn't for Luo Mengmeng asking Jian Lan today, Luo Mengmeng might feel that she would never be ashamed to contact Jian Lan in her life.

Luo Mengmeng sat up straight, looking very nervous, she cleared her throat, and said: "The thing is, I fell in love with a person, and he was seriously injured, can you help me visit him today? ?”

After Luo Mengmeng finished speaking, she looked at the blue sky outside the window, and she couldn't bear to look directly at herself many years ago.

Now, in her imagination, Luo Mengmeng gradually drew Jian Lan's appearance.

With neat short hair and delicate makeup, she was leaning on the chair in the coffee shop and talking on the phone with Luo Mengmeng.

"Why did you ask me to see it? Oh, I mean, it's not that I don't want to go. Isn't your grandma at home? And she always hates me. Besides, if you are injured, you can go to Wang Cong. You don't know yet, do you?" ?He is now an associate professor in the school! It’s terrible, he was rated as an associate professor at a young age, and his mother often complains about you, saying that you delayed Wang Cong’s marriage.” The other party chattered as usual.

But Luo Mengmeng enjoys chatting like this very much. For many years, Luo Mengmeng has never heard such a familiar voice say so many heartfelt words to herself.

For many years in the Powell family, Luo Mengmeng didn't speak more than ten sentences a day, but now she seemed to have found a familiar and reasonable platform.

Luo Mengmeng suddenly had a sore nose, feeling very touched.

She choked up and said: "I don't trust them. I want to find someone I can trust to help me find my lover. In my life, I have identified this person."

The other party seemed to have sensed Luo Mengmeng's abnormality, so she comforted Luo Mengmeng and said, "Understood, I'll go and have a look tomorrow morning after I'm done with work, there should be nothing wrong with them, and they don't dare to go too far, after all, they are the ones you love the most." .”

Luo Mengmeng sniffed and said, "Lan, thank you."

After a pause, Luo Mengmeng added: "Lan, I'm sorry."

It's just that I'm sorry so many years late, when Luo Mengmeng said it, she felt a little redemption, maybe this is just like what was written in The Kite Runner.

For you, thousands of times I am willing.

Jian Lan was on the other end of the phone, and she came over for a long time before saying: "I thought you didn't plan to talk to me anymore in your life? I'm very happy today, really! I've been following your news for so many years, but unfortunately, You seem to have evaporated from the world, I can't find you at all."

But from the first sentence Jian Lan heard Luo Mengmeng said, Jian Lan guessed that it was Luo Mengmeng, and Luo Mengmeng knew that the friendship between herself and Jian Lan would not be separated by misunderstandings in previous years .

Friendship is like old wine, getting better and better.

The next day, Jian Lan got dressed and tidied up, and went to Grandma Luo Mengmeng's house with an old man's milk powder.

Before entering the door, the clever Jian Lan realized that something was wrong. In the past, every time Jian Lan passed by Grandma Luo Mengmeng's house, the door of their house was always open, but today, the door of Grandma Luo Mengmeng's house is closed.

Jian Lan's intuition told herself that something was wrong and abnormal.

Because Luo Mengmeng's grandma is a person who likes to chat about family affairs, she always likes to chat with people passing by at the door.

Maybe empty nesters like this, because it's so lonely.

Jian Lan knocked on the door and waited for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

Jian Lan was extremely puzzled, isn't there anyone at home?But it's not right, because Luo Mengmeng said that her lover was recuperating at home, so Luo Mengmeng's grandma should take care of the sick at home.

But why did grandma lock the door?
Jian Lan sighed and waited for a while, but still no one answered the door.

She looked at the height of the courtyard wall, and it seemed that if she worked hard, she could still climb in, although this would make Grandma Luo Mengmeng hate herself even more.

At this point, even without Luo Mengmeng's instructions, Jian Lan's curiosity swelled, and she decided to go in and have a look.

So Jian Lan put the milk under her feet, she stepped on the milk tentatively, and then climbed up the courtyard wall, but the bottom was very high, Jian Lan was afraid to jump down.

I was afraid of falling, I really didn't think carefully today, Jian Lan was still wearing a pair of high heels, so she didn't dare to dance even more, the yard was very quiet, not at all like Luo Mengmeng's grandma's house before.

Is grandma sick?

If this is the case, Jian Lan is even more concerned.

In Jian Lan's memory, grandma is Luo Mengmeng's life-blood.

Jian Lan threw away her high heels and jumped off.

She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and finally walked to the room in the west area, leaned on the window, looked in, and saw a scene that surprised her.

I saw Wang Cong pinching the neck of a man who was still receiving an infusion.