I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

Wen Xiaomei always followed Mu Lingyun without looking back. A man like this was not worth her staying with him.

After the two left, Zhou Quan asked for help in a panic: "Brother policeman, I need to go to the hospital, I'm injured!"

When he stood up, he lost his balance and fell onto a chair, which fell with a clang.

"Put up the chair! I told you to put up the chair!"

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Quan couldn't even stand steadily, and he was busy holding the chair.

Mu Lingyun sat next to her in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Seeing that she was worried, he said in a gentle voice with deep concern: "Don't be sad. It's not worth wasting your energy on a man like this."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaomei responded softly.

"In fact, you should be thankful that you have discovered his true colors and cut your losses in time. You and him don't have children, right? If you divorce after having children, the children will suffer. After all, they are innocent."

Wen Xiaomei had looked at Mu Lingyun more than once. He was dignified and elegant, with a good personality, and was particularly respectful towards women.

How could such a good man be single until now?

"Actually, I wasn't thinking about him. I was thinking about how I should thank you."

When talking, Wen Xiaomei didn't dare to look at him. In front of him, she always felt very humble.

"Want to thank me? Let me think about it."

He said he would think about it, but nothing happened for a long time. Wen Xiaomei thought about it and realized that she didn't have any good way to express her gratitude.

She turned to ask him: "Mr. Mu, you are young and promising, with a high status. Logically, there should be many women chasing you. Why are you still single?"

"Want to know?"

She stared at him without blinking.

But Mu Lingyun's eyes were full of pity.

She had a plain little face with some chloasma under her eyelashes. Her originally pretty oval face was now full of traces of the vicissitudes of life.

"Because there is a person who has always lived in my heart for twenty-one years."

"I know this, it's your little milk bag, Mr. Mu, you are so infatuated, that girl is so lucky!"

I’m so happy to be loved silently by such a good man for so long.

"Have you found her in these years?"

Mu Lingyun pondered for a moment and nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, I found it."

"Did they find it, or didn't they?"

He smiled gently and didn't say anything.

"I hope my little milk bag won't feel humbled and scared when facing me."

"Xiao Mei, from now on, you should call me Brother Mu, or Brother Mu, or President Mu. If someone with ulterior motives hears it, wouldn't it be exposed?"

After he said this, Wen Xiaomei remembered that they were now in a cohabitation relationship by agreement, which meant they were pretending to be a couple.

She felt honored to be able to pretend to be his boyfriend or girlfriend, even for a moment.

However, she no longer had any interest in love, or rather, she was afraid and dared not touch it anymore.

"We are just pretending. Brother Mu, you are of noble status. I am about to get divorced. It would be embarrassing for a divorced woman to get the news out. It would be bad for you and the Mu family."

He burst out laughing. This woman, who was not living a happy life herself, still considered others.

He decided to speak out his true feelings. "Do you feel that after your divorce, you have become a second-hand woman? You are inferior to others? You don't deserve happiness anymore? Even if happiness is right in front of you, you are still full of anxiety and entanglement?"

Wen Xiaomei nodded, her face full of disappointment. Her life was ruined by that bastard Zhou Quan.

"What's wrong with being divorced? Which woman doesn't want to have a love that will last forever? A marriage that will support each other through thick and thin? This is not your fault, Xiaomei. You have to have confidence in yourself. Maybe happiness will quietly come to you one day."

She felt lost, and her delicate shoulders slumped slightly.

She no longer dared to hope for happiness. She was afraid after her divorce with Zhou Quan became so serious.

It is impossible to get rid of such psychological trauma in a lifetime.

Mu Lingyun is such a person. Now that she knows that she is the little kid who has been loved for more than twenty years, she will just turn around and run away.

I will never stay by his side like I do now.

He wanted to hold her cold little hand and tell her that happiness never comes in order and will definitely come.

But we can't rush into things.

"Thank you. I'll prepare dinner at home tonight. Please have dinner."

"Okay, go back and see what ingredients are in the refrigerator."

Although she said this, Mu Lingyun knew that she didn't have much money in her pocket, and even the card that provided her with living expenses had been suspended.

So, he would ask someone to send back some ingredients, and he would eat whatever Xiaomei cooked.

"Well, just let me go here. I'm going to the market to buy some vegetables."

When she said this, there was a hint of confidence on her face. Having been a full-time housewife for three years, she was the best at handling the daily necessities of life.

The Zhou family is very picky about food. For three years, Wen Xiaomei forced herself to learn various cooking skills, just so that the man could give her a satisfied and affirmative smile when he came home.

The most difficult thing for a full-time housewife, besides asking for money, is to deal with the relationship between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law. Wen Xiaomei has always adhered to the principle of being tolerant but what she got in return was not sympathy and understanding, but Li Meijuan's getting worse again and again.

A few hours later, on a passenger plane bound for Gangcheng, Shen Mengxue led the entire crew and arrived at Gangcheng International Airport.

In the president's office of Dongyu Group, Lu Chenyu held a document in his hand, his eyes fixed on the mobile phone beside him from time to time.

There was still no message or call from her.

I simply put down the work at hand and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with my phone.

The flight has arrived in Hong Kong City, and she should have gotten off the plane by now.

He thought about it and decided not to call.

I feel like I married a fake wife. Every time I go on a business trip, she completely forgets about her husband.

"Knock Knock-"

"Enter."

Assistant Yun walked over with long legs and whispered, "Boss Lu, Feng Yong is here, what do you think?"

"Okay, let's go over there."

The cooperation between the two companies was decided before.

In Hong Kong City, Shen Mengxue led the crew members, boarded the airport bus, and headed straight to the film and television city.

She is just like that. When it comes to work, she is always decisive and even strict.

At around 10:30 in the morning, the crew planned the next shooting location, went to the hotel for lunch, and officially started shooting in the afternoon.

Even while eating, Shen Mengxue was discussing the scenes of the past few days with everyone.

She completely forgot about the man. Around five in the evening, the crew was still filming.

The screen of Shen Mengxue's phone lit up, and the caller ID displayed: Dear Husband.

She secretly changed this note after a night in Wencheng.

After receiving his call, Shen Mengxue felt a little embarrassed: "Oh, Chenyu, as soon as I get off the plane, I have to go to the venue and prepare costumes and props. I'm busy."

The man's deep voice was full of protest: "So, you forgot? You made me wait until now?"

Shen Mengxue stopped the crew and said, "Chenyu, when we get home tonight, I'll video call you, okay? I'm really busy right now."

"You said the same thing last time." There was resentment in his words.

He is a big CEO, but he is not so busy and worried about everything.

"Chenyu, I promise you, I will remember it."

The entire crew was waiting for her, only Ye Shiyan had an inexplicable look in his eyes.