President, he is so charming to me

Yan Jingheng was irritable, picked up the suit jacket on the chair, put it on his back, walked around the table, as if to leave.

Meng Yanmu grabbed his arm, a little anxious, "Don't go, brother Heng, look at me, think of Jiaming!"

Yan Jingheng struggled a few times, but did not break free, and was a little afraid of hurting her, but the coat fell to the ground.

"Mu Mu! Don't make me angry!" Yan Jingheng restrained himself and growled.

Meng Yanmu was irritated by this sentence, "I made you angry? Did Meng Yanran stop making you angry? 
"open!"

Yan Jingheng sullenly, turned his back to Meng Yanmu and said in a low voice.

"I love you so much, don't you know?!" Meng Yanmu roared, almost losing her voice, "I didn't ask for fame to give birth to you, why did you treat me like this!"
Meng Yanmu's words seemed to hit his weakness, Yan Jingheng's voice softened, "I know you love me, Mu Mu, calm down."
Meng Yanmu's voice choked up, "If I hadn't begged, how long would you not see Jiaming? You love me...do you really love me..."

Yan Jingheng was a little moved, couldn't bear it, frowned and turned to help her, "Mu Mu, you are obedient, I will be responsible for you and Jiaming." Yan Jingheng knew that Meng Yanmu wanted to hear what he had to say, but he couldn't say anything , had to avoid the conversation, try to appease her
Emotions.

Suddenly, Meng Yanmu threw herself into Yan Jingheng's arms and began to tear his clothes.

She was a little careless, her voice was hoarse, "You never touch me! You never say you love me, you never..."

During the tugging, Meng Yanmu even tore off a section of her long skirt.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Yanmu could no longer listen to the reasoning, so Yan Jingheng had no choice but to hold her hands and press her on the table.

Yan Jingheng held her down with great effort, "Listen to me, I know I owe you and Jiaming. I promised to marry you, I have said many times, I am really tired, don't make me too tired Mu Mu... ..."

Only then did Meng Yanmu stop her tears and calm down.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door...

Meng Yanran returned to her office, silently digesting the scene she just saw.

Separated by a thin wall, the two are now next door...

Feeling depressed for no reason, Meng Yanran shaved her hair irritably.

She suddenly felt hot and dry in her lower abdomen, and Meng Yanran gently stroked her lower abdomen, as if the little life was still conceived in it.

She should hate, hate Yan Jingheng for abandoning her old love, killing her flesh and blood; hate Meng Yanmu for taking her love with a knife, not knowing what to do.

However, at this time, she hated herself the most, hated that she had no more love for that man, seeing him make out with Meng Yanmu, her heart still felt a bit of pain like a needle prick.

She hated herself for being so dishonest.

Not only sorry for herself, but also for her unborn child, sorry for the Meng family!
Putting the stack of documents aside, Meng Yanran lay on the table, entangled in infinite self-blame.

Gradually, her consciousness gradually blurred, and with tears in the corners of her eyes, she fell asleep.

She didn't sleep very soundly, she felt that she turned over, as if she knocked over something, but she didn't care about it.

At this moment in the office next door, both Yan Jingheng and Meng Yanmu calmed down, remaining relatively silent for a long time.

Meng Yanmu was sitting on Yan Jingheng's office chair, wearing Yan Jingheng's suit jacket on her back, her hair was recombed, her arms were on the table, her lips were pale because she shed too many tears.

Yan Jingheng leaned against the desk and lit a cigarette, "There is still one working day, the day after tomorrow, I will accompany you to see the wedding dress."

"it is good."

Meng Yanmu's voice was a little hoarse, and her voice was still a little trembling, and there was some comfort in her heart.

The scene just now caught Meng Yanran by surprise, and it was exactly what she wanted.

Even if he, Yan Jingheng, still misses Meng Yanran, Meng Yanran already has a reaction in her heart, and the distance between the two will only grow further and further.

"Brother Heng, I'm sorry, it's all because I love you so much." Meng Yanran pretended to turn her red and swollen eyes away, looking very pitiful.

Yan Jingheng interrupted her, "Don't say anything, you go back first."

After thinking about it, he added, "I'll let Shu Zheng see you off."
Meng Yanmu had achieved her goal, she nodded, then picked up her bag wisely and left, still wearing Yan Jingheng's suit jacket——

When it was time to get off work, people from the company left one after another, and there were fewer and fewer brightly lit rooms in the Meng's Building.

Only the lights in Yan Jingheng's office were still on.

Ge Shi suddenly terminated the cooperation with Yan Shi, and internal strife broke out again within the company. Yan Shi, who seemed to be calm and calm, actually had an undercurrent surging inside, and all forces were ready to move.

Yan Jingheng hasn't had a good night's sleep these days, not only because of Meng Yanran and Meng Yanmu's affairs.

After typing the last word, Yan Jingheng clicked save, copied a copy into a USB flash drive, and then turned off the computer.

He stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out of the office. Just as he was about to lock the door, he accidentally saw the door of Meng Yanran's small office next door was ajar.

Yan Jingheng accidentally pushed it away, and in the weak natural light, he saw Meng Yanran obediently lying on the table.

There were documents scattered on the ground, and some even fell to the door. Yan Jingheng found that he had stepped on one, and bent down to pick it up.

"Responsible for breach of contract..."

It just happened to be a contract that was terminated with Guernsey, which was really a headache.

Yan Jingheng sighed, put down the briefcase, and squatted on the ground to pick it up.

While picking it up, he carefully patted off the dust on it, and because he was a little afraid of waking Meng Yanran, he went to visit her from time to time.

She had already shed the youthfulness she had when she was in college, and became more elegant and calm, lying there obediently at this moment.
She seemed to be doing better without herself.

Yan Jingheng stood up, approached her desk, and gently placed the document on it. Meng Yanran, who restrained her sharp prickles, made him look at it quietly.

Just as Yan Jingheng was about to withdraw his lowered hand, he saw the sparkle hanging from the corner of her mouth, which looked a little funny.

How long had it been since he saw such a childish side of Meng Yanran? He couldn't help but want to reach out and touch Meng Yanran's face.

Meng Yanran didn't sleep deeply, but at this moment, she felt a familiar aura getting closer to her, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

My eyes haven't adjusted yet, I just feel that there is a person standing in front of me, who is reaching out to her...

"rogue!"

She screamed and jumped up.

Yan Jingheng withdrew his hand reflexively, stepped back hastily, and turned on the light.

It was a bit dazzling, Meng Yanran covered her eyes with her hands, and saw the person clearly through her fingers.

Yan Jingheng was a little embarrassed, "It's me, don't bark!"

Meng Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes concealed vigilance.

What the hell is this guy doing?Why did you come to me in the middle of the night and stretch out your hand...

Faced with Meng Yanran's suspicious and guarded expression suddenly, Yan Jingheng said with a dark face, "I just picked up the documents for you."

Fortunately, the crooked pile of documents on the table could help him prove it. Meng Yanran checked her clothes suspiciously.

Yan Jingheng saw that she didn't believe in him so much, and left the company blushing and turning pale.
Meng Yanran looked at the back of him leaving a little inexplicably.

Yan Jingheng seemed to be staggering just now.

That night, Yan Jingheng dreamed of Meng Yanran and their wedding night...

Meng Yanran nestled shyly in his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and called him Jing Heng, Jing Heng...

The thin curtains swayed slowly, and the beauty on her face was flushed with blood.

He couldn't help lowering his head to kiss her sweaty forehead, and raised his hand to stroke her wet hair...

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Yan Jingheng sat up in shock, his mouth was dry, so he had to get out of bed to find water to drink.

He stood in front of the window with a cup in his hand, looking at the lights of thousands of houses outside, feeling unspeakably lonely in his heart.

On the second day, Meng Yanmu went to see Jiaming alone.

The child's condition improved a lot. Meng Yanmu opened the door and saw Aunt Chun holding his little hand, picking flowers on the lawn downstairs of the villa.

As soon as he saw Meng Yanmu, Jiaming let go of Aunt Chun's hand and walked towards her excitedly.

"Slow down!" Meng Yanmu squatted down and opened her hands, hugging him firmly.

"Mom, mom, where's dad?" Jiaming said childishly, pointing behind Meng Yanmu.

Meng Yanmu's expression changed slightly, "Dad didn't come today, so Mom will bring Dad to see Xiao Jiaming in two days, okay?"

Jiaming curled his lips and nodded aggrievedly.

Meng Yanmu accompanied him all afternoon, planted flowers and plants with him, and fed him. The little guy was very happy.

Before leaving, Meng Yanmu called Aunt Chun over and handed her a box of pills, her eyes were fierce.

Today is my best friend Wang Minting's birthday, and she invited me to her birthday party.

After yesterday's commotion, Meng Yanmu couldn't call Yan Jinheng again, so she had to go to the banquet alone.

Leaving the villa, Meng Yanmu returned home.

She wore a light-colored short dress and put on light makeup that was almost invisible. She still looked pitiful and pitiful to me.

After getting out of the car, many male guests among the guests immediately stared at Meng Yanmu's figure and couldn't move their eyes.

She smiled obediently at the people around her, and some people couldn't help but want to strike up a conversation.

Wang Minting stood far away and was talking with her elders, when she caught sight of Meng Yanmu from the corner of her eye, she immediately pushed aside the crowd, went up to her and hugged her waist affectionately.

"Yan Mu, come to the private room over here."

Wang Minting led her through the crowd and into a private room with excellent quiet effect, where a group of sisters were sitting together drinking champagne.Not long after sitting down, a person came over and sat down next to her and Wang Minting.

A woman with a slender face usually dislikes her, and today she couldn't help but find fault when sitting together, "Yan Mu, I heard you are getting married?"
Meng Yanmu smiled slightly, her face brimming with happiness, "Yes, I will choose a wedding dress with my boyfriend tomorrow."
"We, Yan Mu, are not married to ordinary people, but Yan Jingheng, the president of the dignified Yan family!"

Wang Minting proudly added from the side.

The mediocre-looking woman next to the slender face interjected, with a mocking tone, "Boyfriend? I remember you both have sons."
Meng Yanmu glanced at her lightly, the woman felt a surge of hostility, and couldn't help shrinking her neck.

The woman with a slender face took a sip of wine, then spoke again, with the tone of someone who came here: "Sister Yanmu, we are also talking from the bottom of our hearts, think about it carefully, how does he treat the wedding with Meng Yanran, and how does he treat you?" ?”