Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

Meng Liang also seemed surprised to see her.

The moment their eyes met, Mo Shihuan clearly caught the slight surprise in her eyes, and then she curled her lips towards herself, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Long time no see," Meng Liang greeted lazily, "Mrs. Li."

The word Mrs. Li seems to have some other meanings.

Mu Shihuan's complexion remained unchanged, her bright red lips lifted, she was polite but distant: "It's been a long time, Miss Meng."

Meng Liang stared at her, the nobility and indifference exuding from his bones, even arrogance, seemed to be exactly the same as Li Jingyan.

Really like it.

She said nothing more.

So did Mu Shihuan.

Calmly, he took in all the changes in Meng Liang's expression, even if they were slight, but even so, Mu Si Nian still didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

"Miss Meng, Vice President Song." He nodded slightly to Meng Liang and Song Xincheng.

After saying that, he pulled the chair away in a gentlemanly manner, and then looked at Mu Shihuan, his movements naturally seemed to have been staged between the two of them many times: "Shi Huan, sit here."

Mu Shihuan didn't refuse, and she couldn't refuse on this occasion, she knew all about it.

"Thank you." She sat down, pursed her lips, and smiled at Mu Sinian.

Knowing that it was just out of politeness and had no other meaning, Mu Sinian's heart still throbbed, and after the throbbing, it was the pathological possessive desire that had already been integrated into his blood and bones in his heart, ready to move.

But now he can only restrain himself.

He smiled at her too.

Meng Liang picked up his wine glass and took a sip, seemingly casually, but his eyes kept falling on Mu Shihuan.

She smiled.

Swiping the cup with her fingertips, she suggested: "Mr. Mu, why don't you talk about the project, after all, our time is precious to each other, what do you think?"

"Okay," Mu Sinian nodded, "Eat and chat, see what you want to eat."

He motioned for the two to order.

Meng Liang only glanced at the menu, and reported a few dishes to the waiting waiter.

After ordering, she also took a look at Mu Shihuan.

Mu Shihuan thought it was an illusion, until the eyes met at this moment, and in the next second, she heard Meng Liang say that she had finished ordering.

Song Xincheng didn't order, so he followed Mengliang.

Mu Sinian ordered two of Mu Shihuan's favorite dishes: "Shihuan, is there anything else you want to eat?"

Mo Shihuan came back to his senses, and declined politely: "No, I ate at Grandpa's before I came."

"Okay." Mu Sinian didn't say anything.

……

The private chef located not far from Mu's company served the food very quickly.

After a while, the dishes were served one by one.

Full color and flavor.

But Mu Shihuan had no appetite.

If she was surprised the moment she saw Meng Liang, she didn't expect this project to be a collaboration with the Meng family, then as they communicated in depth, Meng Liang cast meaningful glances from time to time, and she gradually lost her temper.

And... some uncontrollable irritability.

This irritability comes from the projects they talked about, including some terms, which are still unfamiliar to Mo Shihuan, as if they are two worlds.

It can only be said that she doesn't know much, and she hasn't learned enough.

If you want to...

"Mrs. Li."

Suddenly, Meng Liang's voice brought back her wandering thoughts.

Mu Shihuan came back to his senses, and smiled faintly: "Miss Meng?"

"Oh..." Holding his chin with one hand, Meng Liang looked at her with a half-smile, "I want to ask Mrs. Li what she thinks about what we just discussed, but Mrs. Li seems to be distracted."

During several meetings, Meng Liang was always provocative intentionally or unintentionally.

There is only one possibility Mu Shihuan can think of——

Li Jingyan.

Even if Li Jingyan said that Meng Liang had a fiancé.

However, a woman's sixth sense is often the most accurate.

Smiling at her, Mo Shihuan was about to speak.

"Miss Meng, Shi Huan has just joined the company. I will personally lead her in this project. You can rest assured that if you are worried, there is no need to cooperate, right?"

Hearing this, the corners of Meng Liang's lips curled up more clearly: "Mr. Mu's words make people feel very unprofessional. Mr. Mu's maintenance is understandable, but Mrs. Li doesn't understand anything..."

"Miss Meng..."

"No one is born capable of everything," Mo Shihuan said in a neutral tone when he met Meng Liang's gaze, "Does Miss Meng understand everything?"

Four eyes facing each other.

Although there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, but that smile didn't seem to reach the bottom of her eyes, but was very cold, and the aloof aura lingering around her became more and more intense.

It really looks more and more like Li Jingyan.

Meng Liang sneered in his heart.

"That's because I was rude," she took a sip from her glass without showing any signs of expression, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Li."

No heartfelt apology.

Mu Shihuan couldn't be bothered to respond, and didn't even bother to take another look at Meng Liang.

Withdrawing her gaze, she lowered her eyes.

WeChat has no news yet.

After calculating this time, Li Jingyan should have finished her work, she just sent him a WeChat message, but he never replied.

She was a little worried, but she missed it more.

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom." After a while, she got up and left temporarily.

Meng Liang's eyes followed her, and after a while, she also picked up her bag and got up to go to the bathroom.

Behind him, a coldness flickered in Mu Sinian's eyes.

No one found out.

……

Toilet.

When Mu Shihuan came out and saw Meng Liang leaning on the sink, she was not surprised at all.

But she just didn't want to say anything to Meng Liang.

Not interesting.

And she is not interested in teasing her today.

But obviously, Meng Liang thought differently from her, and she found it very interesting.

"Mrs. Li..." Meng Liang touched a lady's cigarette and lit it with a half-smile, "No, Ms. Mu, it's better to call you Ms. Mu more fluent and likable."

She took a deep breath of the cigarette, her posture was extraordinarily elegant and charming.

Mu Shihuan washed his hands on his own, ignoring her.

Meng Liang exhaled smoke rings, narrowed his eyes, and smiled: "Miss Mu, I actually don't like you."

Mu Shihuan suddenly wanted to laugh, and she really did.

Meng Liang stopped smoking suddenly.

Obviously Mu Shihuan was only facing her face sideways, and she was just smiling casually, but for some reason, at this moment, a line of poetry popped up in her mind——

"Looking back and smiling Bai Meisheng, Liu Gong Fen Dai has no color."

Even if she doesn't want to admit it, she has to admit that Mo Shihuan's beauty is unparalleled.

bright.

Publicity.

Wanton.

She just stood there, and everything else around her was overshadowed.

The smile in Meng Liang's eyes faded a little, and coldness emerged quietly.

Pulling out a piece of paper to dry his hands, Mo Shihuan looked at Meng Liang unhurriedly, with a bright smile, "Who does Miss Meng think she is? It doesn't matter to me whether you like me or not?"

Her beautiful eyes blinked lightly, a bit of sweetness overflowed: "It's good that my husband likes me, it has nothing to do with you, Ms. Meng."

Ben was a little displeased by her words, but when he thought of Li Jingyan, Meng Liang calmed down again.

"Jingyan," she smiled, equally flamboyant and provocative, "Ms. Mu has no face, but Mu Nuan and Jingyan are more suitable. Whether it is appearance or ability, speaking of it, the two of them are also very good-looking." She used to be a golden boy and a jade girl, but she couldn't resist Miss Mu's intrusion."

Mu Shihuan was not affected by her at all, and the aggressive method was useless to her.

So, she replied lightly: "Oh, is that so? But who made Li Jingyan like me? If Ms. Meng doesn't like it, you can tell my husband in person, and tell me... It's useless."

No oil and salt.

Thinking of this word, Meng Liang's beautiful eyes turned cold again.

"Miss Mu," taking another puff of cigarette, she raised her lips and asked, "Do you remember the last time you were in Jingyan's office?"

One bite at a time...

Mo Shihuan said lazily: "What exactly does Miss Meng want to say, let's finish it at once."

Meng Liang couldn't help but sneer again in his heart.

"Although Jing Yan seemed to be looking towards you in the office that day, but Miss Mu, you have to know that there are many things that seeing is not necessarily believing." She said with a smile.

After only a second pause, she directly dropped the next sentence: "He protects you and faces you during the day, but you know, that night...Jingyan appeared in our Meng family, in front of me."

What Mu Shihuan originally wanted to say was blocked in his throat.

Office day...

Because Meng Liang provoked her, she purposely showed her affection and wanted to piss her off. Li Jingyan doted on her very much. After Meng Liang left, she teased and teased her for a while, and they even kissed.

And that night...

Li Jingyan left suddenly, saying it was a temporary business trip, but did not say where he was going.

Mo Shihuan thought of this, but she wouldn't believe it.

She only believed in Li Jingyan, let alone what Meng Liang said was true, it was just a one-sided statement.

"Is there anything else?" She withdrew her thoughts, and asked back with her expression unchanged.

Meng Liang raised his eyebrows.

I thought Mu Shihuan, who had lost his memory, was easily deceived and impulsive, but he never expected...

Ah.

"Also," Meng Liang pretended to recall, and the movement of holding a cigarette between her fingers added a little bit of charm to her, "It's probably the secret of Jingyan that Miss Mu didn't want to hear. I still remember Miss Mu saying that you If you want to know, just ask Jingyan, Miss Mu, I remember correctly, right?"

She was asking, but her words and demeanor did not imply that she wanted to wait for Mu Shihuan's answer.

"I thought about it," she slowly exhaled smoke rings, she smiled, "That's right, some things should be told to you personally by Jingyan, I don't have the position to tell you, anyway... Jingyan won't let me say it, Miss Mu will always know in the future, so I won't do anything unnecessary."

The provocation in her eyes was so obvious.

Mo Shihuan felt more and more that Meng Liang really made her want to laugh.

"Are you done?" she asked.

Meng Liang just smiled and said nothing.

"Miss Meng, it's quite boring." Mo Shihuan, too lazy to stay here to play with her, finished speaking lightly, turned around and left.

Before taking two steps, she heard the sound of "beep..." from the mobile phone.

She didn't care, and she wouldn't care.

She knew very well that only by ignoring it would Meng Liang's intention to provoke him not succeed. Moreover, she really felt that talking to Meng Liang was boring, and she was too lazy to talk to him, let alone talk to him.

Walking to the door, Mo Shihuan stretched out his hand to push the door.

At this time, she heard an all-too-familiar voice——

"what's up."

The fingertips seemed to touch the electric current without warning, and the sting of the electricity was fleeting.

Mu Shihuan's body was slightly stiff——

Li Jingyan did not reply to her WeChat for a long time, but now, she heard her husband's voice from other women's mobile phones.