Surrogate wife every step of the way

Make a loud noise.

A porcelain plate hit the floor with a crisp cracking sound, and some solid ones rolled and gurgled a few times before stopping.

And the food was scattered all over the ground, making it a mess.

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly and then relaxed her brows in an instant. Without looking up, she just glanced at the food on the floor, her expression still indifferent.

After sitting quietly and watching for a while, she sighed heavily in her heart, stood up and prepared to squat down to clean up the broken dishes and the scattered meals.

I don't know if I'm lamenting his not letting go, or lamenting my own stupidity.

Unexpectedly, before squatting down, Zhao Zifeng grabbed his wrist.

"What exactly do you mean?"

He frowned tightly, and the center of his brows twitched into a ball, staring at her without blinking, not letting go of any expression on her face.

But what disappointed him was that Sun Mengjiao was still calm and without disturbance.

He actually treated him like a stranger, and this kind of treatment made him feel more crisis.

"let me go."

Sun Mengjiao's gaze slowly moved up her wrist to Zhao Zifeng's face, looking at this familiar and handsome face, her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable as if it was tightened.

The fragments of that night burst out of her mind like a nightmare, slowly swallowing her hesitation, and gradually being enveloped in coldness.

She opened Zhao Zifeng finger by finger, squatted down, and silently picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

Squatting on the floor, she stretched out her hand to clean it, trembling slightly, she couldn't help it after all, bit her pink lips, and said, "It's nothing interesting, I just want to tell you that if you play If you are tired of it, you can tell me, I am very sensible, so I won’t bring someone back to humiliate me.”

Sun Mengjiao's heart seemed to be bleeding, and no panacea could make up for this broken heart.

Some people have said that if you want to forget someone, the best way is to give time first and forget them slowly.

The second is to date a new love again, then forget it quickly enough.

Her eyes were blurred, as if covered by something, everything was blurred.

These days, she has encountered so many things, and she is busy in and out all day long, but she still has to be distracted to deal with this matter.

Obviously she waited for him until midnight over there, but luckily she didn't ask what she wanted to ask, otherwise how shamed would she be?

It's wise to think about it.

However, Zhao Zifeng was completely confused by what was said.

"Bring someone to humiliate you? Sun Mengjiao, what are you talking about?"

He didn't have any impression in his mind, Zhao Zifeng only thought that Sun Mengjiao was trying to cover up himself, or was making trouble for no reason.

"Humiliated you?"

Zhao Zifeng seemed unbelievable, and there was a little sneer in his tone, wanting to see how Sun Mengjiao justified himself.

But one night, what happened?
In the evening, the slanting sun from outside the window came in, spread flat on the ground, extending all the way to Sun Mengjiao's body.

Maybe it was a day of exposure today, and it was a bit hot to sit on the sofa, even with the air conditioner turned on.

She became more and more irritable, and she had never felt so frustrated like today.

When there was a supervisory department in the company before, she could still be shameless, but now she can't even see an assistant at all.

The whole process was entertained by the secretary at the front desk, and the etiquette couldn't be justified, but it just affected Sun Mengjiao's mind.

She has full confidence in this project, and of course she has put in a lot of effort, that's why she cares so much.

It wasn't too late to come back, the nanny finished cooking in the kitchen, saw Sun Mengjiao sitting on the sofa, and shouted: "Miss Sun, the food is ready, Mr. Zhao is upstairs."

Sun Mengjiao came back to her senses and stared blankly at her aunt.

The meaning of this sentence is to ask her to ask Zhao Zifeng to have dinner?
After this thought turned around in my mind, it came out again intact, and I glanced up the stairs, "Auntie, go and shout."

The auntie nanny sighed, dragged Sun Mengjiao, and lowered her voice to persuade: "Miss Sun, men are very face-saving, especially people with a status like Mr. Zhao. You should be more proactive, maybe it will be fine?"

She was really worried about the two children.

Sun Mengjiao twitched a bit, stood up under the pleading eyes of her aunt, and after a moment of hesitation, she lifted her foot and walked upstairs.

The nanny was watching from downstairs, and when she saw Sun Mengjiao turned her head to look down, she smiled and waved to her, and said silently, "Go!"

No sound, just mouth movements.

Sun Mengjiao could also see it, she licked her pink lips and walked up the stairs step by step.

Walking to the door of Zhao Zifeng's room, he slowly bent his fingers to knock on the door, but hesitated again.

What is she doing now?

Are you mean?
Auntie may be someone who has been here, but she doesn't know what the relationship between him and her actually is.

If they knew, maybe they wouldn't be in such a hurry to match up.

Thoughts went back and forth, but she still didn't want to knock on his door, she turned her toes and was about to go downstairs.

Just then, the bedroom door opened.

Zhao Zifeng came out and saw Sun Mengjiao at the door, a trace of surprise flashed in his deep and deep black eyes, but it was fleeting, seeing the direction of her footsteps, it seemed that she didn't intend to talk to him at all.

He shifted his gaze, put his hands in his pockets, walked around Sun Mengjiao and walked downstairs in his casual pajamas.

Even the casual pajamas, made of high-quality materials and cut down delicately, outline his figure, which is different from the strong and tight style shown in suits and leather shoes, and is more casual and lazy.

There is a noble temperament in every gesture.

When he passed by, the hormonal breath on his body, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco, mixed with the fresh fragrance after taking a bath, rushed into Sun Mengjiao's nose, as if with a fatal attraction, making Sun Mengjiao instantly God shook.

It was as if he no longer knew where he was and what gap there was between him and him.

I have to admit that in the group of men, Zhao Zifeng is definitely the one who stands out from the crowd. He is the one who can be seen at a glance, and has a deep impression and is unforgettable.

But if he is placed among women, he will also be a man that all kinds of women are vying for. His figure, appearance, family affairs, and abilities are all top-notch.

For women, what could be more attractive than such a diamond king and five men with good looks?

So there are so many women posted, and he has so many choices, isn't it normal to bring a woman back?

Thinking of this, Sun Mengjiao was completely awake, and her rationality returned instantly.

Zhao Zifeng has thousands of choices, but Sun Mengjiao has only one choice.

Originally, there was a difference in the two people's views on love. As for what Sun Mengjiao cares about, do you expect Zhao Zifeng to be considerate and apologize?
Let alone change.

She seemed to have figured out the reason at this moment, the reason why he was so frank, he didn't even remember what he had done.

It can only explain that perhaps in his heart, a woman is nothing more than a piece of clothing, which can be put on and off, depending on his momentary interest.

There are too many women, and it is too late to use your brain to remember, so you will forget sex so quickly.

When Sun Mengjiao went downstairs, Zhao Zifeng was already sitting in the dining room, eating gracefully.

The aunt has been standing by the side, blinking her eyes desperately, and motioning to her what she just said to her.

Sun Mengjiao lowered her eyes for a moment, then she looked away from her aunt, and sat on Zhao Zifeng's left side, but there was a distance between them.

Seeing Sun Mengjiao's actions from the side, the aunt was really worried, and she winked to remind her, but seeing that she didn't look at her, she went back to the kitchen helplessly like a deflated balloon.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was quiet, and the two dined separately, as if the other didn't exist.

Sun Mengjiao held the chopsticks, lowered her head, and picked up the rice grains in the rice bowl, almost putting them into her mouth one by one, completely absent-minded, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhao Zifeng ate a few mouthfuls, glanced at Sun Mengjiao lightly, his eyes fell on her bowl, he hadn't moved for a long time, his face turned cold, he put down the bowl and chopsticks heavily, pulled away the chair and went upstairs directly.

Although she lowered her head, she noticed Zhao Zifeng's actions. She frowned slightly and turned her head slightly, but she didn't turn in the direction he left. Instead, she let out a long breath and leaned back on the chair.

She opened her eyes and looked at the table full of food, but she lost her appetite at all.

Auntie came out and saw Mr. Zhao had already left, the rice in the bowl hadn't been moved much, let alone the dishes, while Ms. Sun was staring blankly at the table full of food, with a sleepy expression.

"Miss Sun, can't you have a good talk?"

Auntie is wholeheartedly trying to get the two of them together, and persuaded Sun Mengjiao so much. As a nanny, her responsibility is only to take care of the housework and take care of them. In terms of love life, she is completely nosy.

She has worked here for so long, and she still understands Zhao Zifeng's character, so it's useless to persuade him.

Sun Mengjiao smiled faintly, and said in a self-deprecating way: "Talk, is it useful?"

"Hey, why do you torture each other like this?"

Maybe the authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. In the eyes of the aunt, the two people have feelings for each other, but they don't know what the misunderstanding is, which makes the two unable to even speak a few words when they meet.

Sun Mengjiao forced a smile towards her auntie, "Thank you, auntie, but you don't need to force this matter too much, it's okay, it's better this way."

I don't know whether to say this to myself or to my aunt.

She picked up the chopsticks again, and started to eat with gusto, but she devoured it a little bit, without even chewing, and the bowl soon ran out.

"Auntie, your cooking is really delicious."

After Sun Mengjiao finished eating, she praised her.

Auntie could only sigh and sigh, then cleaned up the dishes, kept looking at her, hesitating to speak.

Sun Mengjiao got up and opened the door, and walked around the door.

On the right side of Zhao's villa, there is a large garden with various flowers blooming all year round. There is also a tree-lined path in the middle, which is paved with colorful pebbles.

Sun Mengjiao walked slowly on the tree-lined path, the sky was already dark, the sun had received the last ray of light, and the moon quietly hung on the branches.

It's autumn, and the evening wind is blowing, with a little coolness, brushing her cheeks, making her feel more comfortable.

Walking slowly, his mind fell back to Wang Kun of Hengfeng Group.

What is the reason? For no reason, he didn't even make a phone call, and released the pigeons of the project department of Huaze Group.

If he sincerely refuses to cooperate, just refuse directly, or find an excuse that he can't participate.

But they didn't say anything, and let them do their work, waiting for a day.

When Sun Mengjiao stepped on the cobblestone, she could feel the bump even through a pair of shoes.

She imagined, if it were Mr. Li, what would she do in such a situation?
Mr. Li's way of thinking is different from hers, and he may rush to Mr. Wang's house vigorously, but she will be rational by herself, and her way is more tactful.

Zhao Zifeng stood at the window on the second floor, with his hands in his pockets, standing tall, his back as straight as a pine and cypress.

His sight has been fixed on the moving figure in the garden, the white clothes, even in this night, are particularly obvious and can be seen clearly at a glance.

She is like a butterfly fluttering in the air, but the shadow is a little lonely.