President, he is so charming to me

In this silent night, Meng Yanmu took off all her disguises and yelled at the man on the bed like a shrew.

She has always been cautious, always wearing a false disguise.

Meng Yanmu suddenly hesitated at this moment, whether her hard work over the years was correct.

Meng Yanmu was tired of cursing and became dumb from crying.

She sat on the ground without any image, her eyes were empty and red.

He looked back at Yan Jingheng.

He was still asleep, but his brows were more tightly frowned.

Meng Yanran sneered.

This laughter, I don't know if it's for me or Yan Jingheng.

After a long time, she stood up, wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, kicked the high heels beside the bed aside, and walked out of the room barefoot.

This is the wedding room of Yan Jingheng and Meng Yanran.

There was originally a large wedding photo in the living room, but since the two fell out, Yan Jingheng took the wedding photo away.

Meng Yanmu was happy for a while because of this.

When the driver asked her address just now, Meng Yanmu reported this place by accident.

Meng Yanmu rarely came to this house, because Yan Jingheng didn't like her coming.

The house is very empty, and the moonlight shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows next to it, and the furnishings in the house can be vaguely seen.

Meng Yanmu knew very early on that this house was decorated according to Meng Yanran's preferences.

It's just that she doesn't know that the two of them have been separated for such a long time, and the furnishings in the house have not changed at all.

Her heart is getting colder and colder.

The bouquet of delicate lilies on the dining table is so dazzling.

boom!
The vase is broken.

Water stains spread, lilies scattered on the ground.

Meng Yanmu raised her foot and stepped on Lily, crushing it bit by bit!
The shattered glass shards from the vase got stuck in the flesh.

She didn't seem to feel any pain at all, until the residue of the lily was mixed with blood, and she retracted her foot in satisfaction.

That's how it should be.

A person as proud as Meng Yanran will be trampled under her feet sooner or later!

The next day.

Yan Jingheng blinked his eyelids for a long time before slightly relieving the soreness in his eyes.

He struggled to open his eyes, the dazzling sunlight by the window made his temples throb and throb.

The pain in his stomach reminded him of last night's madness.

It's been a long time since I haven't had a drink.

Like desperately.

Yan Jingheng sat up from the bed and rubbed his temples.

Who sent him back yesterday?

Yan Jingheng thought for a while, and the shadow in his head was a little fuzzy.

Last night, he seemed to have seen... Meng Yanran?

No, it couldn't be Meng Yanran, he hated himself so much.

Yan Jingheng frowned and walked out of the room.

There is a thin figure on the sofa in the living room.

Long hair, white dress.

Yan Jingheng's eyes widened, could it really be...

"Yan... Yanmu?"

Meng Yanmu turned around when she heard the noise, and saw the disappointment in Yan Jingheng's eyes at a glance.

She couldn't help sneering in her heart, "Who does Brother Heng think?"

When Yan Jingheng saw her gaze, he dodged subconsciously, "No one."

Soon, he frowned again.

Meng Yanmu's condition at this time is very bad, her eyes are bloodshot, her eyes are black and blue, her hair is messy, and her face is full of tiredness and depression.

Moreover, there seems to be... blood on the sofa!
Yan Jingheng hurried over and said in a deep voice, "Mu Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Yanmu shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't sleep all night."

Yan Jingheng put her foot on her body and looked at the injury on the sole of her foot.

The residue of the vase was finely broken, but luckily the wound was not very serious, and some of the wounds had already scabbed over.

But it was still shocking to watch.

Yan Jingheng hurried to look through the medicine cabinet.

"What did you do?" he asked.

Meng Yanmu pointed to the ground, "I accidentally broke the vase and stepped on it."

Yan Jingheng glanced at it, and the movements in his hands stopped.

That was Meng Yanran's favorite vase.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, Brother Heng, I will pay you one next time."

"What nonsense?" Yan Jingheng rolled his eyes, "It's just a vase, you're all injured, I'll help you deal with it, it won't be good if it gets inflamed."

"Ah."

Meng Yanmu stretched her leg over.

Yan Jingheng took out the tweezers and squeezed out the residue bit by bit.

His expression is very serious.

Meng Yanmu thought, it would be great if he was like this all the time.

"hiss……"

Meng Yanmu was so painful that she subconsciously wanted to retract her legs.

Yan Jingheng grabbed her in time.

"Mu Mu, bear with it for a while, it will be fine soon."

Meng Yanmu nodded reluctantly.

"Mumu, were you the one who sent me back last night?"

Meng Yanmu glanced at him, "Yes."

Yan Jingheng had already picked up iodine to disinfect, "Then yesterday...did I say anything?"

"No."

Yan Jingheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"But, you've been calling someone."

His heart tightened, "...Who?"

Yan Jingheng wrapped the gauze around her, and Meng Yanmu retracted her legs and put them on the sofa.

She looked at Yan Jingheng and said word by word: "Meng Yanran."

Bang!

The medicine box fell to the ground.

Yan Jingheng hurriedly picked up the scattered things on the ground.

A man who has always been calm and calm rarely has such a moment of panic.

Meng Yanmu looked at him quietly.

Yan Jingheng said hesitantly: "Mu Mu..."

"Well, I'm here."

Meng Yanmu was very well-behaved, she didn't make trouble, and she didn't make any noise.

Yan Jingheng suddenly felt sorry for the woman in front of him.

She conceived a child for herself, endured the scolding and accusations of her family, and followed her all the time.

And in front of her, he actually called another woman's name.

Yan Jingheng's head suddenly became hot.

"Mumu, let's get married."

Meng Yanmu raised her head suddenly, her eyes filled with shock.

"Heng, Brother Heng, what are you talking about?"

Yan Jingheng was also a little surprised at what he blurted out.

But Meng Yanmu's eyes were too hot.

He repeated again, "Mu Mu, let's get married."

Meng Yanmu's nose was sore, her eyes were slightly red, "Is what you said true?"

Yan Jingheng stroked the broken hair on her forehead with some distress, "It's true."

"Brother Heng!" Meng Yanmu threw herself into his arms, "Brother Heng, I knew you must love me!"

Yan Jingheng was afraid that she would fall, so he supported her subconsciously.

He said nothing else.

This sentence is already the biggest promise he can give.

Although the wound on Meng Yanmu's sole had already been treated by him, Yan Jingheng still took her to the hospital for a look.

Meng Yanran asked for the third time, "Are you sure your grandma isn't here?"

Ge Mingwei said helplessly: "I'm really not here, I've confirmed it."

Only then did Meng Yanran feel completely relieved.

Early this morning, Meng Yanran, who was on vacation, received a call from Ge Mingwei in bed.

He said, I need help.

Meng Yanran was dazed under the covers for a long time before realizing how to help.

According to the previous agreement, when he got the divorce certificate, he had to help Ge Mingwei deal with his family.

So she got up in a hurry.

Because it was just an ordinary family banquet, Ge Mingwei asked Meng Yanran to dress up casually.

Said it was casual, but Meng Yanran wasn't really casual, she still took care of it.

Wearing a royal blue off-the-shoulder long dress, the beautiful collarbone is looming, the slender waistline, the waist ribbon has silver and white patterns, and the thin neck is like a fine blue and white porcelain vase.

Her eyes were clear and her red lips were slightly red.

No one could connect her with the confident and flamboyant professional woman last night.

Going to Ge's house again, Meng Yanran was still a little nervous.

Last time, Mrs. Ge made her almost overwhelmed.

After Meng Yanran confirmed several times in the car that she would not come, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw Ge Mingwei's family, he raised his tone again.

Mrs. Ge didn't come, but Mrs. Ge did!

Ge Mingwei's mother, Ms. Ning An, a well-known fashion designer in China.

Moreover, the number of people in the living room this time is only a lot more than last time.

Mrs. Ge is not as strict as Mrs. Ge.

Seeing two people coming in, she got up and greeted them.

"Mingwei, quickly bring Miss Meng in."

Meng Yanran pinched her palms and walked in with him.

Except for Mrs. Ge, there are a few familiar faces and a few new ones.

Familiar faces, such as Ge Mingjing, but I didn't see the young lady.

The girl smiled brightly at her.

The others were expressionless.

Ge Mingwei introduced: "This is my mother."

"Hi aunt, I'm Meng Yanran."

Mrs. Ge smiled slightly, "Miss Meng is indeed beautiful."

"whispering sound."

The sound was very soft, and I don't know where it came from.

Both of them ignored it tacitly.

Mrs. Ge is very talkative, not particularly enthusiastic, but not embarrassing.

Meng Yanran could see it as soon as she entered the door.

Except for Ge Mingjing, everyone else didn't like him very much.

Including this Mrs. Ge who seemed to have a good conversation with him.

The feast began shortly after Meng Yanran entered.

Because it's just a family banquet, there are not so many complicated procedures.

After Mrs. Ge moved the chopsticks, everyone started to move one after another.

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

None of the people present spoke.

Ge Mingwei sat next to Meng Yanran, serving her food from time to time, and chatting in a low voice.

The words are very gentle.

In order to cooperate with him, Meng Yanran tried her best to act like a little girl.

She herself felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, but Ge Mingwei beside her was enjoying it.

He served Meng Yanran more and more frequently, and several juniors even glanced at it.

Meng Yanran stared at him in embarrassment, and Ge Mingwei calmed down a bit.

After the dinner, Ge Mingwei proposed to play at the racecourse.

The Ge family's main house is not in China, but their villa in China is also extremely luxurious.

These include private horse farms and golf courses.

Mrs. Ge left Meng Yanran in the living room and asked Ge Mingwei to take the others first.

Ge Mingwei was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Mrs. Ge joked: "Can I still eat her?"

Meng Yanran was a little embarrassed.

Only then did Ge Mingwei turn around and leave.

Only Mrs. Ge and her were left in the living room.

Meng Yanran's heart beat a little faster.

Mrs. Ge smiled and said, "Miss Meng, don't be nervous, I just want to chat with you."

"Auntie you said."