Mrs. Lu picked it up

Yun Zhan lived a life of licking blood on the sword, and when Yun Meng said this, he couldn't laugh: "You want to hand me over to Song Li?"

"A product that loses money is a product that loses money, turn your elbows out."

Yun Zhan stood up abruptly, and before he touched Yunmeng, he was pinned down on the sofa by the bodyguards.

"Mengmeng, you must not have forgotten your crazy mother."

Yunmeng hesitated.

Yun Zhan thought it was useful: "She can't leave me now, what should I do if she goes crazy after being stimulated?"

"If you still can't accept your ending after knowing your crime, then my mother has been insane for 20 years. Now that I have the ability to take care of her, am I afraid that she will go crazy?"

"Yun Zhan, your crime is unforgivable!"

No matter how much Yun Zhan begged for mercy, Yun Meng didn't say a word, and asked the bodyguards to tie him up and lock him up in the basement for the time being.

After arranging everything, Yunmeng called Song Li.

Almost as soon as it rang, it was connected.

On the other side of the phone, the man's voice was low: "What's the matter?"

"Lu Jingchuan?"

The man responded, "It's me."

"Where is Song Song?"

"In the hospital, just fell asleep."

When Yunmeng heard this, her heart ached, and she asked in a low voice, "Why is Song Song in the hospital again? Forget it, I'll go find her."

She cut off the phone, put on her clothes and was about to go out when she had an encounter with Yu Qing.

"where to?"

Yu Qing asked very unhappy.

"Song Song is hospitalized, I'll go over and take a look."

"You are a pregnant woman, how can you help me if you go? You will also add trouble to Achuan."

Yu Qing hated Yunmeng for putting her focus on Song Li, as if the world wouldn't turn without Song Li in this world.

Yunmeng pushed Yu Qing away: "I'll ask the bodyguards to take me there, you can take a good rest when you're tired."

She insisted on going, and if Yu Qing stopped her, she would stop the Queen Mother of Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

With a dark face, he watched Yunmeng go downstairs.

Yu Qing strode back to the bedroom and poured half a glass of red wine on the small balcony.

When he came back, he sat down beside Yunmeng sleeping.

The two of them share the same bed, but they have always been quite distinct.Yu Qing had never seen what was in her drawer.

But Yunmeng left in a hurry, and the drawer was not closed.

There is a small book inside, the first page is propped up, like a diary.

What can be written in Yunmeng's diary?
Have a crush on him?Is it expensive to give birth to a child?
Assuming she has self-knowledge, she knows who can give her the best life.

Yu Qing raised his lips and reached out to take out the notebook.

Yu Qing guessed wrong, it was not a diary, but a ledger.

In other words, it is not strictly a ledger.

[A custom necklace, 50W.I can't afford it even after I get paid, so I don't need to wear it. ]
[A tiramisu cake, 998, is a bit expensive, but it’s affordable for a little extravagance. ]
[A watch, Patek Philippe, 68W, is my dream brand. The artist under him has signed a contract, and with commission, he should be able to wear it. ]
[......]
See more and more.

Yu Qing frowned tightly.

None of these things had a brand name, but Yu Qing felt more and more familiar the more he looked at them.

He reached out and opened the cabinet door.

None of the clothes hanging in the closet were bought by him for her.

As if to be sure, Yu Qing pushed open the door of the cloakroom, and he found the Patek Philippe packing box.

In fact, Yu Qing didn't like this watch. He went out to play for a day and brought it to Yunmeng when he came back.

The custom-made necklace was not a luxury item, it was bought when he had a hot fight with a female designer.

He had already forgotten the price, and he didn't know how Yunmeng determined it.

Chanel dress, she didn't wear it, the label is still there.

An evening dress, her size, with the tag.

Let the bracelet designed by his royal designer with pink diamonds sleep in the jewelry box.

She is very well preserved.

If he didn't see this diary by accident, Yu Qing would never know that Yunmeng never used anything he bought.

That's not right, she used it, even if it was a 998 yuan tiramisu cake, she was going to give him exactly what she paid for it.

Yunmeng is really the cheapest woman he has ever slept with.

In such a hurry to get rid of it, Yu Qing should get rid of it for her own good.

But there was a stagnation in the chest, and the breath seemed to be cut off in an instant.

All his reactions became strange, and in the next second, the red wine in his hand was smashed by him, and the dark red liquid splashed everywhere in the cloakroom.

Yu Qing walked out of the cloakroom stepping on the broken glass.

We have been together for nearly half a year, he has never seen Yunmeng's book before, and suddenly it is put down so loudly, but it is Yun Zhan who is back and will be brought to justice soon, she does not intend to stay any longer.

As soon as she got out of the cloakroom, she was facing Yunmeng who was in a hurry to come back. She was panting from running, and she was breathing while holding on to her somewhat cumbersome body.

When Yunmeng heard the noise, she turned her head slightly, her pupils constricted suddenly.

She saw the notebook he was holding.

Yunmeng just came out of the gate and remembered that she usually locked up the accounting book, but she just finished writing it today, so she forgot.

But she still came back late.

The bright sunshine outside blurred all the expressions on Yu Qing's face in an instant, and when they fell into Yunmeng's eyes, they were all cold.

"Why did you come back?"

There was ice in his tone, which had never happened before.

Yunmeng was suddenly a little scared, Yu Qing raised the notebook in his hand, the corners of his lips turned up: "For this?"

"Ah Qing, listen to me..."

"Needless to say." Yu Qing's expression was unpredictable: "This is the first time I've seen a cheap woman like you."

"I'm not as stingy as you think." Yu Qing turned back to the cloakroom and picked up a jewelry box.

Yu Qing bought it a long time ago and was going to wait for Yunmeng to give birth to her child. He invited the top fashion designer in Milan to design the Butterfly Love Flower series that women like.

The most vulgar series, the most impressive design.

Spend tens of millions.

Yu Qing tore open the exquisite packaging, handed it to Yunmeng, and ordered in a tone of voice: "Put it on."

Yunmeng didn't dare to accept it. She had been in the entertainment circle for a long time. She knew the designer of this design style, and it cost a million dollars at every turn.

There is no such thing in the world, that is to say, it was customized by Yu Qing.

Even if you really sell her, you can't afford it.

Yunmeng smiled ugly: "Ah Qing, I'm pregnant, and this jewelry has spikes on it, so it's not suitable for me."

The so-called spikes are because the wings of the butterfly are sharp.

It's ridiculous to be called so vulgar by Yunmeng.

"My child, I say it fits and it fits."

Yu Qing grabbed her and put the necklace on her neck forcefully.

Feeling cold on her neck, Yunmeng bowed her head and her heart was half cold.

Yu Qing approached suddenly, leaned against Yunmeng's ear, and said in a cool tone, "Go down and wait for me, I'll change clothes and take you to the hospital."

Yunmeng didn't dare to resist, and went downstairs wearing an expensive necklace, walking with the same hands and feet, this fear did not ease until he left Yu Qing's sight.

Yu Qing returned to the bedroom, threw the ledger on the bed, and made a phone call.

"Mr. Yu."

"Where's Yun Zhan?" Yu Qing asked, and the other party replied: "Miss Yun asked me to lock him in the basement."

"The door to the basement is not as tight as she thought."