President, he is so charming to me

Men are all like this, turning their faces and being ruthless.

Thinking of what happened in Yan Jingheng's office just now, Meng Yanmu was also furious.

She thought that Yan Jingheng had already got the news, and seeing what was written in the newspaper, he must have a deep hatred for Meng Yanran at this time, so he was completely disappointed in her.

He didn't answer my own call yesterday, so I interrupted to go to the company to find him.

But Meng Yanmu thought again, no, if he pushes harder, he might feel disgusted with him.

So she suppressed the restlessness and excitement in her heart, and waited quietly all night.

Early this morning, Meng Yanmu came to Yan's early, thinking to take advantage of this opportunity to comfort him and make him trust her more.

Yan Jingheng was not as haggard as he imagined. Although he was neatly dressed, there was still a slight bruise under his eyes, and there were slightly red bloodshot eyes.

"Brother Heng." Meng Yanmu tidied up her clothes and knocked lightly on the door.

Yan Jingheng raised his eyes, "Mu Mu, why are you here?"

"Why didn't Brother Heng answer the phone yesterday? I'm so worried about you."

Meng Yanmu frowned, leaned close to Yan Jingheng, and put her slender and tender hands on his shoulders.

"I'm fine," Yan Jingheng pondered for a moment, holding her hand, "There were a lot of things yesterday, and I didn't hear the bell. It's my fault that made you worry."

"Brother Heng, did you not sleep last night, your eyes are bloodshot?"

Yan Jingheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said with some delay: "No, I rested on the sofa for a while yesterday, otherwise I won't be able to bear it."

Meng Yanmu muttered for a while, and said, "Is it because of my sister?"

Yan Jingheng's expression changed, he quickly withdrew his hand, and picked up the pen to process the document as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "No, you think too much."

"Brother Heng, don't believe those gossips, I don't think my sister is like that." Meng Yanmu gently held his hand.

Yan Jingheng stopped writing, and his face was a little unhappy, "Mu Mu, if you are here to say good things for your sister, then you should leave."

Meng Yanmu sneered in her heart, how could I say good things for that bitch, does she deserve it!
"Brother Heng, I won't talk anymore. Don't drive me away. You didn't talk to me all day yesterday. I'm a little scared." She said with an aggrieved tone, her eyes were slightly red.

After a long time, Yan Jingheng took her hand and sat down on the sofa, reached out and touched her face, and said apologetically: "Mu Mu, I've been a little confused these days, maybe I didn't take care of you, it's my fault." Okay, but can you give me a moment, I need to think about it."

Give you some time so that you can fall in love with Meng Yanran again? !What a joke!
Meng Yanmu remained calm on the surface, her eyes were still red, and she was pitiful, "Brother Heng, it's my fault. I snatched you away from my sister and ruined your relationship. I really..."

"Mu Mu, if you say that again, I'm going to get angry," Yan Jingheng said pretending to be stern, "I said before, this is not your problem, there is a problem between me and Meng Yanran... itself."

"But, but I just feel sorry for my sister. Although my sister doesn't blame me now, I still..."

"She didn't blame you?" Yan Jingheng frowned.

"When I went back yesterday, my sister admitted to my second uncle what was on the picture." Meng Yanmu spoke slowly, carefully observing Yan Jingheng's reaction.

Sure enough, his face became more gloomy, and he let go of his hands, without saying a word.

"Brother Heng..."

"She really admitted it?"

"My sister said that she did go to the Ge family's dinner party..."

She didn't say what she said later, the more vague it was, the more it would arouse people's associations.

Yan Jingheng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear her words.

After a long time, when Meng Yanmu was about to say something more, Yan Jingheng spoke.

"Mu Mu, I still have a lot of things to do today, you have nothing to do, so go first."

After he finished speaking, he stood up from the sofa, ignored Meng Yanmu, and turned on the computer to process the documents.

"Brother Heng..." Meng
Meng Yanmu stood up, ready to act coquettishly and pretend to be weak again.

"Mu Mu!"

The tone was still light, but stern, Yan Jingheng's eyes were a little impatient.

She squeezed her heart, pretended to be calm and raised a smile, and said obediently and sensiblely: "Okay, Brother Heng, don't be too tired."

"Ah."

Yan Jingheng didn't raise his head, he had been processing the documents, and responded casually.

Meng Yanmu glanced at him and left angrily.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Yan Jingheng's composed expression disappeared.

There is nothing on the computer screen, only the desktop is open.

He turned off the computer irritably, his eyes dim.

When he heard that Meng Yanran actually admitted it, the irritability he had suppressed last night returned.

Yan Jingheng clenched his palms and tried to calm himself down, and there was a little anger hidden in the current irritability.

What a fickle woman!

He kicked the table angrily.

"President Yan? Did something happen?" the female assistant asked cautiously outside the door.

"fine!"

"Oh, okay, call me if you need anything."

The female assistant left in a hurry, and Mr. Yan was terribly angry.

Meng Yanmu didn't go to the company after she came out from Yan's. Meng Junyang was there, making herself feel uncomfortable.

The girl at the front desk of the Meng family helped Meng Junyang hand over the things to the assistant. Not long after returning to the post, she saw Xiao Meng came back with a sullen face, looking like he was about to explode at any moment.

"Boss Meng..."

Meng Junyang ignored the girl at the front desk and strode away.

He really didn't expect that he would have such a big "harvest" this trip.

He didn't fully believe what Meng Yanmu said just now, and he still preferred his own guess in his heart.

No wonder my sister specially reminded herself to pay attention to Meng Yanmu before. I thought she was overthinking, but I didn't expect that Meng Yanmu's methods were too clever and deceived everyone!

After so many years of painstaking efforts to create a kind and weak image, but in private, he does shameless deeds, and even shamelessly messes with his brother-in-law. It's really disgusting!

My sister must have known it a long time ago, but I have been responsible for so long alone...

Meng Junyang tampered with the phone, hesitating whether to call Meng Yanran.

Forget it, don't be in a hurry, presumably my sister decided to join the company to deal with them.

I couldn't tell clearly on the phone for a while, and now my parents don't know at this time, this matter has to be discussed in the long run.

Meng Junyang put his phone in his pocket and strode into the elevator.

After get off work in the afternoon, Meng Junyang didn't stay in the company to work overtime anymore, and was ready to go home after work.

Passing by Meng Yanmu's office, she found that the office was empty. After thinking about it carefully, she seemed to be away from the company all day today.

She is sensible, not a disgusting person in the company.

Back at Meng's house, Meng Junyang was changing shoes at the door when he heard laughter in the living room.

The whole family was sitting on the sofa, and Mother Meng was talking about something while holding a photo album in her hand.

"Dad, Mom, sister, I'm back."

Meng Junyang changed his shoes and handed the briefcase to Uncle Bai.

"I heard your laughter at the door, what's so funny." He said with a smile, and sat down on the sofa.

When I came back and saw such a warm scene at home, those angry and bad things during the day also calmed down a lot.

Meng Yanran raised her eyes, and said with a half-smile, "You'll find out after taking a look."

Meng Junyang moved closer, and saw the photo album in Meng's mother's hand at a glance, and his face turned dark immediately.

It was a photo of him when he was three years old, and because he was pretty when he was young, he was often seen as a girl.

Once, on a whim, Mother Meng took some of Meng Yanran's old skirts for him to wear.

Although they are old clothes, they don't look old at all. Mother Meng even put some blush on his face.

The little pink skirt is paired with a pretty little face. Except for the short hair, she looks like a little girl.

Mother Meng also thought it looked good at the time, and took several photos of him.

I was ignorant when I was a child, and even smiled and posed a few moves in coordination.

This is simply his dark history.

"Mom, why did you take it out again?"

The black lines all over Meng Junyang's face, this is a photo taken many years ago.

"Mom thinks it looks good."

Meng Yanran also echoed: "Yes, look at your flushed face, how pretty it is."

"It doesn't look good," Meng Junyang pretended to grab the photo album, "This is obviously my black history."

Meng Yanran quickly took the photo album and hugged it in her arms, "What kind of black history is this, it's obviously your highlight moment."

"You haven't worn a skirt yet." She turned the photo album over to Meng Junyang and said with a smile, "This is the only time you wore a skirt to commemorate it, so you should keep it."

"...Sister, you are enough." Meng Junyang couldn't bear to look directly at the photo.

Although it was a photo of him when he was a child, even if someone saw it now, they might not recognize him, but Meng Junyang just felt... ashamed and flustered.

"What's wrong with me, doesn't it mean that every boy has a dream of wearing a skirt, and you don't?"

"No!" Meng Junyang helped his forehead and said helplessly, "Sister, I really grabbed it."

Meng Yanran hurriedly hid behind Meng Mu, pretending to be afraid, and said, "Mom, you have to protect me."

Mother Meng patted her daughter's hand and joined in their play, "Okay, I will protect you, Jun Yang can't grab it."

"Mom, you're partial to sister."

Meng Junyang, who hadn't acted coquettishly for a long time, let go of his mind during today's playfulness, and acted coquettishly at his mother.

Meng's mother and Meng's father watched the two children fight, feeling like they were young again.

At that time, the children were still very young, so they liked to play and play around them like this. Meng Yanran also bullied Meng Junyang in the same way when she was a child.

As the children grow up, they gradually leave home one by one, so there is very little such a happy and harmonious atmosphere.

In the end, this joke ended with Meng Yanran's "victory", and Meng Junyang still did not get back his dark history.