Substitute bride: the president loves so much

Meng Yu's heart became cold when she thought of this, and the words she heard that day kept coming to her ears, one sentence after another, just like the wind under the bright sun, although it is wind, it is not cool, but with fiery warmth breath.

Meng Yu looked at the rotten fruits, she stood up slightly, then lifted her feet, and kicked them all aside.

It was Tang Luqin who killed her mother!It's Tang Luqin!However, she has no evidence!what to do?what can we do about it? !

Tang Luqin has already been imprisoned, back then, Tang Luqin still wanted to die by herself!How cruel and merciless!Not only did her mother kill her, but she also wanted to kill herself...

Meng Yu's gaze was as cold as frost, and the weather was scorching, but it couldn't warm her heart.

Footsteps came from the other side of the road, Meng Yu turned her head and saw a familiar figure from the back, and that figure was about to run away.

"elder sister?"

Meng Yu quickly reacted, turned sideways, and called to stop the person who was about to leave without seeing her.

The figure paused, and stopped its flustered pace.

Even though she was seen from the back, it made people feel that she was a little thinner than before, and she was wearing a white dress, which was very suitable for this quiet environment.

"Sister, it's you!" Meng Yu's face was a little pale, but she put on a smile at this moment. She stood in front of the tomb with a smile on her face, and said to Meng Yin every word.

The white figure trembled for a moment, and she stopped there without moving.

Meng Yu also calmed down, the surroundings were quiet, only the slight sound of the wind, and the occasional birdsong.

They stood like this, separated by a certain distance, Meng Yu looked at her back, never taking her gaze away.

For a long time, so long that both of them felt a bit stiff in their limbs.

Meng Yin finally turned her head, turned around, and looked at Meng Yu.

The eyes of the two collided, Meng Yu had a slight smile in her eyes, while Meng Yin was already in tears.

Meng Yu still didn't move, she continued to smile and said, "Sister, why didn't you tell me when you came back."

"How long have you been back? How have you been recently? Where's Yan Zheng? Is he better?"

Meng Yin didn't answer her series of questions, but her tears kept flowing. She looked at Meng Yu who hadn't seen him for half a year in the distance, and couldn't hold back her tears no matter what.

"Sister, why are you crying? Is something wrong? Or are you so happy to see me? But, sister, why did you leave just now?" Meng Yu took a tissue from her bag, and finally took a step. Walking in front of Meng Yin, she took out a piece of paper, held it in her hand, and wiped away Meng Yin's tears.

"Sister, why don't you speak?"

"Stop talking about Xiaoyu! Yan Zheng is dead! That's why I'm back," she said.

The voice is still a familiar voice, but the person is no longer that familiar person!

"Dead?" Meng Yu repeated softly, and then her smile disappeared. She hugged Meng Yin gently, and her voice became indifferent, "Sister, it's all right. Just come back. You don't know, you're not here How worried I was about you. Just come back. In this way, Dad should be happy too. "

"Xiao Yu, I heard that you went to replace the marriage for me."

Meng Yu was stunned for a few seconds, but she didn't react much.

"Yes, sister, it's all for you." She replied stiffly.

"Xiao Yu, I heard that you were not feeling well a while ago."