President, he is so charming to me

"Stinky boy, if you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, tell me, what's the matter?"

Father Meng put down the newspaper and looked at him sharply.
Meng Junyang chuckled, and he knew he couldn't escape his father's eyes.

"It's like this. Last week, a company approached me to cooperate, but the conditions were too generous. I was a little troubled."

"Here's the contract, Dad, take a look."

Meng Junyang took out the documents from his briefcase. Father Meng squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while. He didn't see anything wrong with the contract, but it's always good to be cautious.

"Go and rest first, I'll take a closer look."

Meng Junyang agreed, and Dad Meng looked at the company again to confirm that he was not mistaken, picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Old Ma, it's me, Lao Meng, help me find a company..."

After Meng Junyang came down from upstairs, he saw his father sitting motionless on the chair.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Father Meng was about to speak, but when he saw Mother Meng and Meng Yanran coming back, he closed his mouth.

"You can sign that contract with confidence, there is no problem."

After Meng's father left such a sentence, he went to cling to his wife.

Um?Is the contract okay?
Meng Junyang put away the documents. Since his father said that the contract can be signed, it should be fine.

Meng Junyang then turned his head and continued to contact the partner. Meng's father had already asked Yan Jingheng out to meet.

In the restaurant, Father Meng stirred the coffee in front of him, and smiled lightly when he saw Yan Jingheng fidgeting.

"I asked you out today, first to thank you."

grateful?

Yan Jingheng didn't think he had anything to be grateful for.

"Thank you for introducing customers to Mengshi."

It turned out to be this matter, Yan Jingheng lowered his head: "No, there is nothing to be grateful for."

As for whether he had other purposes for helping the Meng family, there must have been, and he hoped to make up for Meng Yanran.

"However, I have one more thing to ask you today."

Father Meng considered it again and again, but decided to speak out.

With a serious expression and deep eyes, he looked at Yan Jingheng and sighed unconsciously.

He is undoubtedly the leader of the younger generation, with outstanding looks and a thriving career, he is a young talent among many people.

But there is only one thing, he is not a good husband.

"I hope you can understand that Yan Ran stay away and don't disturb her life."

Yan Jingheng didn't seem surprised by Meng's father's request, but he was still somewhat frustrated.

Why, did he and Yanran really have no chance?
"Uncle, do you think that there is no possibility for Yanran and I?"

"Yan Jingheng, you are indeed a young talent, but I regret that I agreed to your marriage with Yanran at that time."

"I'm sure you'd be trustworthy if I worked with you, but you're not a good husband."

Father Meng took a sip of coffee and looked at Yan Jingheng with regret and helplessness.

After all, he and Yanran missed each other.

"If Yanran and your old relationship rekindle, I, the father, will be the first to say no."

His words were so loud and his attitude was firm that Yan Jingheng was very depressed.

"Thank you for your help, and agreeing to your pursuit of Yanran are two different things."

"But uncle, everything in the past was a misunderstanding. Yanran and I used to have a very happy time, didn't we?"

hapiness?

Father Meng looked at Yan Jingheng in disbelief, why did he think so?

"Yanran married me after graduation, and she took care of the housework for me. Because of her, I can work hard in the mall with peace of mind. Similarly, I also want to let her live a better life, so I work so hard. "

"So you thought so."

Father Meng couldn't help but sigh that the former couple had such a lack of communication in their marriage.

"Do you think Yanran is happy in your marriage?"

What does it mean?
Yan Jingheng swallowed hard, feeling that what Father Meng said was something he didn't want to face.

"At least, Yanran and I were in love before Meng Yanmu intervened in our marriage."

So what if you love each other, if there is no mutual tolerance and understanding between two people, the love will be obliterated by daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea in life.

"Yan Jingheng, haven't you ever wondered why that unscrupulous father and stepmother of yours never troubled you at that time?"

Meng's father's eyes were even a bit inconceivable. Is Yan Jingheng careless or slow?

He has many complaints about his daughter, his ex-husband. How could he have such a confused husband?

He demanded Yan Jingheng with his own standards, and felt that Yan Jingheng had not fulfilled his responsibility as a husband.

Today's conversation is destined to be Meng's father's unilateral criticism of Yan Jingheng, and it is the kind that Yan Jingheng can't talk back.

Because Meng's father was right, thinking about it now, in his marriage with Meng Yanran, he always seemed to be in the dominant position, and he never cared about what Meng Yanran thought or what her situation was like.

"Yan Jingheng, I think you also know what kind of virtue your father is, and what kind of virtue the people of the Yan family are. Yan Ran has been wronged a lot in your family, and she still worries about your displeasure, and never tells you."

Why didn't she tell herself?

"Why, heh, Yan Jingheng, why else, to let you work with peace of mind, so that you don't get distracted by trivial matters."

The more Meng's father talked, the more angry he became. Occasionally when Yanran went back to her mother's house, he could find Yanran's expression gloomy and pale.

But Yan Jingheng, the person next to his pillow, never found out.

What a "competent" husband.

"Okay, I don't want to talk to you so much, after all, the past is over, and now I just want Yanran to be happy, so I hope you can promise me to stay away from Yanran."

After Meng's father finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Yan Jingheng's answer.

But for Yan Jingheng, the torture has just begun. He returned home in a daze. This place used to be his and Yanran's love nest, but now it is empty, only he and Mrs. Wang stay here.

"Sister-in-law Wang, Madam used to be at home, did she often get wronged?"

His memory of Meng Yanran's life at home was terribly vague.

Sister-in-law Wang's expression was a bit perplexed, she spent the most time with Meng Yanran, so of course she knew the grievances she had suffered.

When Meng Yanran divorced, she felt wronged for his wife. Such a virtuous wife, she didn't understand why her husband wanted to divorce, and she was with that scheming Meng Yanmu.

"Tell me, I won't be angry."

Yan Jingheng pinched his brows wearily, he tried to refute what Father Meng said earlier in his heart, but there was nothing he could refute.

"Sir, then I'll tell you."

Sister-in-law Wang held the rag and sat down under Yan Jingheng's gesture.

"When we first got married, Madam was very happy, but you, sir, were busy and often came home late. Although Madam was unhappy, she would cook soup every day and wait for you to come back."

Yes, he remembered, when he just got married, Yan Ran would wait for him in the living room every night, and hand him a bowl of soup to warm his stomach.

But then what?
"One night, you didn't know what was going on, you came back drunk, got angry at your wife, told her not to wait for you so late, and threw the soup on the floor."

Aunt Wang looked at Yan Jingheng with some condemnation in her eyes. In her eyes, Mr. Wang was a little ignorant of good and bad.

That time, he remembered.

That day, he was ridiculed by his partner, and the contract was not signed, so when he saw Meng Yanran waiting for him, the pressure in his heart increased. How could he promise Yanran a bright future like this?

So he became irritable, and vented his depression through drinking, but it was not aimed at Yanran.

So he left work early the next day and bought a gift for Yanran.

"Later, my husband's business took off. Your father brought his wife to ask for money."

Want money?

Yan Jingheng raised his head: "Do they come often?"

"That's right, they often call Madam and ask Madam to go shopping with them. In fact, they ask Madam to pay the bill."

It turned out to be like this, he remembered that Yanran spent a lot of money after marriage, and he still complained about her in his heart, not knowing how to sympathize with the difficulties of starting a business.

"Why, why didn't she tell me?"

Yan Jingheng murmured, scratching her hair in pain.

"That's all your family. Madam doesn't want to tell you, to add to the pressure on you."

"Sir, at that time, you really treated Madam too much. People from the Yan family often made things difficult for Madam, but you acted as if you didn't know, allowing Madam to be bullied by them."

He couldn't argue, he really didn't know.

But will anyone believe it?Will Mrs. Wang believe it?Will Yanran believe him?

"That stepmother of yours was even worse, she ran to the house and slapped Madam."

what?
"How long ago?"

"Why is she making things difficult for Yanran?"

Yan Jingheng never knew that Yanran had suffered so many grievances silently.

"It happened several years ago. It seems that Madam didn't sign her shopping list that week. She said Madam didn't respect her mother-in-law."

If you want Mrs. Wang to tell you, what kind of decent mother-in-law is she? A woman with a high-ranking mistress is just like the wife's cousin.

Aunt Wang talked a lot, so she became less nervous, and even started to teach Yan Jingheng a lesson.

"You were too busy with work at that time. Sometimes Madam wanted to talk to you, but you stayed in the study. Whenever Madam said a word, you would frown and look impatient."

Yes, he is busy, and always puts his career first, and even said that Meng Yanran is looking for trouble when he has nothing to do.

He suddenly remembered that once, he said to Meng Yanran impatiently.

"If you have nothing to do, go shopping with your little sister, don't hang around me all day."

How could he say such a thing?

Is that indifferent man really him?
Yan Jingheng felt suffocated for a while, her lips were bloodless, which made Mrs. Wang dare not speak any more.

"Thank you, Mrs. Wang."

He is going to find Yanran.