President, he is so charming to me

"Brother Heng, I think... I think what my sister has done too much these days, she killed her own flesh and blood with her own hands, and now she has created an unknown man."

After Meng Yanmu finished speaking, she folded her hands on her lap, tugged at the corners of her clothes, and said, "When I was with brother Heng, I couldn't sleep every night. I felt that I... I'm really not a thing, sister He is so kind to me, and the second uncle has raised me since I was a child. In my heart, the second uncle is my second father, and I also regard my sister as my sister. I am really sorry for doing such a shameless thing. My conscience is uneasy, and I spend every day in self-blame."

Yan Jingheng stretched out his hand to hold Meng Yanmu's slightly trembling hands. He was also like this at the beginning, lying with his wife every day, thinking of other women in his heart, and he never felt guilty.

Meng Yanmu held his hand instead, her eyes were slightly red, "But, but I really like Brother Heng so much. While harboring endless guilt towards my sister, I was also greedy for Brother Heng's warmth. During that time, this This tangle is like a wild beast, ready to split me in half at any moment."

Yan Jingheng reached out to wipe away the tears on Meng Yanmu's cheeks, hugged her distressedly, and said, "It's okay, I won't embarrass you anymore."

"You are foolish and guilty here, but Meng Yanran is living a happy life. She has just divorced and has a new love. This kind of woman is not worthy of your pity for her. Moreover, we really love each other, and we are not ashamed of anyone." Yan Jingheng's eyes There was a dim light in it.

Since Meng Yanran was so decisive, why did she have to sit here and bitterly reminisce about the past, since she is divorced like this, then let's leave, Yan Mu is the woman he wants to protect, and...their child.

"Brother Heng, thank you, meeting you is really the luckiest thing in my life."

"You are too kind, Mumu."

Noticing that the person in his arms was still trembling slightly, Yan Jingheng stroked her hair and coaxed her softly.

At this time, Meng Yanmu, who was being held in Yan Jingheng's arms, had no tears on her face, only a smug smile.

It was rare for Meng Yanran to go home. Although such a farce happened, Meng's mother's mood was not affected at all, and she personally cooked and prepared a table of her daughter's favorite dishes.

A family of three sat at the dining table, and no one spoke.

Although Meng's father believed his daughter in his heart, he just reprimanded her severely, and he was a little embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to her, so he pretended to eat as if nothing had happened.

Mother Meng looked at Father Meng and gave her daughter a wink.

Meng Yanran understood, and picked up a piece of Meng's father's favorite braised pork, "Dad, the braised pork made by Mom is delicious, try it."

"Hey, I still need you to tell me how many years I've been eating." Father Meng picked up the braised pork and took a bite.

Seeing Father Meng's milder expression, Meng Yanran said tentatively, "Dad, don't be angry."

Father Meng ate the braised pork and did not speak.

After receiving her mother's encouraging look, Meng Yanran continued: "Dad, I was not good today and made you angry, but my daughter assures you that I have never done anything wrong to the Meng family."

Hearing this, Father Meng put down his chopsticks, sighed, looked at his daughter who had just returned home, and felt a little distressed, "You were wronged by what happened today, and Dad didn't blame you, as long as you have some things in mind. Now that you have grown up, your mother and I have no control over many things, only you can make decisions."

"I know, Dad."

"Also, don't take Yan Mu's words too seriously today. She has a straight temper and sometimes doesn't know the seriousness of her words, but she is also your sister, and our family owes her too much."

Father Meng avoided his daughter's eyes after speaking. He knew that what he said was too partial, but he couldn't help it. When he saw Meng Yanmu's eyes, he would think of his deceased brother, and the guilt in his heart would grow deeper.

Before Meng Yanran could speak, Meng's mother couldn't help it: "Meng Changsheng, who is your daughter? It's fine that you have favored her all these years, but now that your daughter has been wronged, you are still speaking for her. It's too big!"

"Jiani, I didn't mean that, I just..."

"What are you? Our family has paid off what we owe her all these years. Haven't you done enough for her? I'm afraid you can't wait to give her the entire Meng Group!"

Mother Meng was so angry that she couldn't eat, and her husband's favoritism made her love her daughter even more.

"mom."

Meng Yanran called out in a low voice, and patted her mother's hand. Meng's mother snorted, a little annoyed in her heart, but she still didn't say anything.

"Dad, I know what you mean." Meng Yanran said.

"Yan Ran, Dad has wronged you."

"No way. Mom and Dad, I finally came back to have a meal, so don't quarrel over some trivial matters, the food is going to be cold." Meng Yanran looked at her parents and scooped out a bowl of soup for them.

Meng Yanran took a sip, her eyes lit up, and said, "Mom, your stew is really delicious."

"You can drink more if it tastes good. Mom stewed it specially for you."

"Okay, thank you Mom."

Meng Yanran drank a few sips of soup, and the miscellaneous thoughts in her heart stabilized a bit, and those painful memories were put aside for now, and she enjoyed the present time.

After dinner, Meng Yanran called her younger brother Meng Junyang and asked him when he would be home.Meng Yanran did not tell her younger brother what happened these days, but just chatted for a while as usual, Meng Junyang said that he will be home by noon tomorrow at the latest for his flight tomorrow.

Meng Yanran put down her phone, with a smile on her face all the time, finally seeing her long-lost brother, this was the happiest thing for her in this period of time.

When he was about to go to bed, a call came in. He thought it was his younger brother who had something to say to him, picked up the phone, and found that it was Ge Mingwei.

"Westbrook."

"Beauty Meng, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?" As always, she was angry.

Meng Yanran could imagine the expression of the person across the phone.

"Westbrook called at night, not just to talk about this."

"Why, I've been waiting for your call all afternoon, but you, a cruel woman, turned around and forgot about me, so I had no choice but to call myself."

Ge Mingwei, who was opposite, was sitting on a luxurious and soft sofa in his manor, shaking red wine in his hand.

"Thank you Westbrook today." Meng Yanran smiled slightly.

"Forget it, I said that everything I do must be rewarded, just remember it."

"Wesbrook has helped me twice, as long as I can do it in the future, Westbrook can speak up."

"Good to say."

Ge Mingwei changed his posture and said, "I called today to tell you some interesting news."

"Oh?"

"Yan Jingheng seems to have plans against the Meng family."

"..."

Meng Yanran knew that Yan Jingheng would do it sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.