Mrs. Lu picked it up

Yunmeng: "..."

When she didn't know how to reply Yu Qing, the housekeeper hurriedly knocked on the door, "Sir, Mrs. Yun has woken up, and there is a lot of trouble down there, do you want to go down and have a look..."

When Yunmeng heard this, she stood up abruptly.

She stood too anxiously, leaning forward, Yu Qing's full attention was on Yunmeng, and when he found something was wrong, he grabbed her back by the collar.

Pull people up.

"Did you fall?"

Yun Meng shook her head.

But she was terrified.

Picking her up, Yu Qing frowned and carried her downstairs.

The butler didn't make alarmist remarks, Mother Yun was really making trouble.

Her madness seemed to be getting worse, she insisted on finding a Song Li, and even imagined a child by herself: "I have to go and bring up a child for Song Song."

"Who are you? I don't know you. Let me out."

That's all, but because they stopped her, Mother Yun suddenly bumped her head against the wall.

"Let me go, let me go!"

Yunmeng's body trembled.

She knew that Yun Zhan had a great influence on her, but Yun Meng really didn't know that he had such a great influence on her.

Two years ago, when he decided to hand over Yun Zhan, Yunmeng had already made preparations. If he handed over, Song Li would be redeemed, and her mother would step into the abyss one step at a time.

If you don't, it will be the short-lived family happiness of Yun's mother, and Song Li will continue to walk alone in the abyss.

She thought she had already thought about it, but when she saw such a scene, she felt a stab in her heart.

It hurts sharply.

Yunmeng turned her head away, her face darkened.

You Qianyu has done psychological counseling for two years. Although it is his one-man show, it has benefited Yunmeng a lot.

Although there is hatred in her heart, Yunmeng is also willing to think about problems from the standpoint of Yun's mother.

If it was her, she might not be much better, and she would definitely be crazy.

If her baby is lost by her, she will not stop looking for it. If she finds a scum after 30 years of searching, she will also feel desperate.

If he died suddenly, she would go crazy too.

If you have not experienced human suffering, you are not qualified to persuade.

What Yunmeng did should die ten thousand times in Mother Yun's heart.

Yunmeng took a deep breath and asked Yu Qing to let her down.

Yu Qing put her down and helped her go downstairs.

Mother Yun had already been pulled away, and Yunmeng walked up to her, ready to be slapped.

But Mother Yun just shrank her pupils, looked at her for a long time before murmuring, "I know you, you are Mengmeng's classmate, what's your name?"

Sadness and pain came overwhelming in an instant.

Caught off guard, a tear fell.

Yunmeng rushed forward and hugged Mother Yun, crying heartbreakingly.

She had just woken up, and it was not easy to be overjoyed and sad, and her mood fluctuated so much that Yunmeng almost fainted from crying.

Yu Qing forcibly separated the two of them, carried him upstairs.

Dizzy, Yunmeng was forcibly pressed on the bed, "Don't cry, I brought you back, I hope you see Auntie happy, not so sad."

"Ah Qing, do you know?"

Yunmeng choked with sobs, and her eyes were dim: "I am so wronged, my mother has been looking for Yunzhan for 30 years, and she has never failed to recognize me."

"Now, she doesn't know me anymore, I..."

Yunmeng really thinks that life is a nightmare, but other people's nightmares will wake up, but hers will not.

Never will.

Yu Qing stretched out his arms to hug her, "It's not that I'm still there, I don't know you, I will always love you."

Yunmeng was moved.

No woman can match the sweet talk of a man, let alone the sweet talk of a handsome and rich man.

Yunmeng was tired from crying, and Yu Qing was almost done with the investigation. He knew that Yunmeng had recently become obsessed with poplar nectar, so he rubbed her head and said in a low voice, "I'll make you a cup of fruit tea. I'm not here. Don't cry."

Yunmeng didn't take it seriously at all, but in about 10 minutes, he came up, bringing a cup of poplar nectar made by himself, enough ingredients, it was really fruit tea.

She took a sip, and the mango was pureed, without sugar and honey, it was the sweetness of the mango itself.

It tastes better than every milk tea shop she has ever tasted.

Unknowingly, Yunmeng drank most of the glass, and Yu Qing took the rest.

She was a little dissatisfied, stared at Yu Qing, and whispered, "I want to drink."

"Your stomach is too weak now, don't drink too much, it's easy to have diarrhea."

Yu Qing seemed to have no grudges.

But Yunmeng clearly knows that Yu Qing is not such a generous person, he did not die, and he grieved for two years for no reason. If it were anyone, she would not be able to stand this joke. If it was her, she would be angry, even If you are not willing, you should be punished in a small way and punished in a big way.

It's not like it is now, let it go.

Yunmeng thought of Yu Qing's character of vengeance, and felt that she was brewing a big one, holding back and preparing to bully her.

Yunmeng was dazed, but it was Yu Qing who brought her back to her senses. The man was holding a notepad, squatting on the floor under her feet, and said softly, "Did the doctor in Nanhuai say anything about precautions, about eating and drinking?" ?”

"I didn't say it, it's fine if it's not heavy oil."

With quick fingers, Yu Qing wrote a few words on it.

"What about life? What about rehabilitation? What can I do?"

"Yu Qing!" Yunmeng called him anxiously: "What are you doing, are you planning to be nice to me, and then abandon me when I can't leave you?"

"Abandoned?" Yu Qing's eyes were full of grimness. He grabbed her wrist, and he seemed to want to crush her bones: "What dream are you doing? I've been waiting for you for two years just to abandon you. What do you want?" Is it pretty?"

Yunmeng: "??"

Is Yu Qing sick, the kind that's still seriously ill?

After Yu Qing knew what she was going to eat, she disappeared. An hour later, Yu Qing brought up a tray. The four dishes on it were quite light, but they had meat and vegetables, and they paid attention to the combination of nutrition.

Yunmeng has long missed the craftsmanship of Lanxie's four-star Michelin chef, picked up the chopsticks, and Yunmeng took a look at the things.

This thing doesn't look like a chef's plate, does it?
Yunmeng took a sip, but the taste was not right, not to say it was bad, it was quite good, the good taste seemed to be made by Yu Qing.

He rarely puts seasonings, but the taste is excellent.

"You did it?"

"Dislike?" Yu Qing asked back.

"It's similar to doing everything by yourself. I actually kind of want to eat seasoning."

Yu Qing smiled slightly, rubbed Yunmeng's head, "I can understand that, are you feeling sorry for me?"

For two years, Yunmeng felt that Yu Qing seemed to have delusional disorder.

"If I have to understand it this way, I have nothing to do."

"If you want to eat, I'll see if I can hire you back."

Yu Qing spoke lightly.

With the treatment Yu Qing gave to the chef, Gao Yunmeng wanted to change careers as a cook, and when she was here, the other party showed no sign of resigning.