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

The small red box was placed on the coffee table.

Shen Mengxue didn't say much polite words, she was straightforward:

"Auntie, uncle, thank you for taking care of me in the past. Take this little money and buy something delicious."

As to how much, it was not stated.

A group of relatives started talking.

"I really didn't expect that Meng Xue would let bygones be bygones and even specially prepare a big red envelope for the Shu family."

"Yes, Mengxue is very lucky and kind-hearted. No wonder she was able to marry into the richest family."

Everyone praised Mengxue for being so great.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen's faces were full of smiles.

Turning around and looking at the Shu family's children, his words became a little unpleasant.

"Did you notice that the son-in-law of the Shu family didn't even come? I guess he looks down on us poor relatives."

"I've known this for a long time. He's always so arrogant. He runs a small business and makes a few bucks. How can he take us elders seriously?"

“Look at that Shu family daughter-in-law. She doesn’t even respect her mother-in-law, and it’s a great blessing for us relatives to even have a look at her!”

Everyone was talking to each other, not afraid of offending the Shu family, and soon, their faces turned red with shame.

They had already lost face when Meng Xue repaid evil with kindness.

Just because her daughter doesn’t speak doesn’t mean that Shen’s mother won’t speak.

She walked up, took her sister's hand, and smiled warmly: "Yulan, we two sisters should let go of our past. Here is 500,000 yuan. Use it to buy something delicious."

Half a million!

Everyone present was shocked.

The Shen family is too generous!

There are five families of relatives on Mr. Shen’s side.

Mother Shen has only one younger sister.

By this calculation, more than one million red envelopes have been sent out.

The Shen family really prospered.

"Come on, everyone is hungry, let's eat first and talk while we eat."

Li Yulan was mortified.

In the southernmost town, Wen Xiaomei bent down to weed in the yard. These days, she bought a lot of flower seeds and planned to plant them in the yard.

Plant roses and your garden will be full of flowers next spring.

After planting, I sat on a rattan chair in the yard and opened my phone for some unknown reason.

The hot search was about the wedding of the richest man in Haicheng.

She thought: My best friend must be very happy now.

It’s a pity that she couldn’t accompany her in person, walk her down the red carpet, and witness her happiness with her own eyes.

I have been here for almost a week. I changed my mobile phone card and various social software.

Restart.

In the afternoon, it started to drizzle in the small county town.

Thoughts slowly drift away.

Mu Lingyun has already set off, and his first stop is Qingyuan City, a small city near Haicheng.

But where should he start looking in such a vast sea of ​​people?

In the next three years, every time Mu Lingyun arrived in a city, he would visit every pedestrian street and snack bar.

That slender and graceful figure never appeared again.

In the evening in Haicheng, the weather is getting hot, and the president of Dongyu Group is in his office.

Assistant Anran knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Mo asked me to pass this to you."

A farewell letter.

Lu Chenyu's eyes were deep as he looked at her, with an unconcealable guilt in his eyes.

If Academician Mo and Mo Qianyu had not come to Haicheng to help Dongyu Group, Mo Qianyu would not have suffered the disaster.

Just a few hundred words and it's clear at a glance.

"Did Mr. Mo say anything?"

"This one……"

"Speak hesitantly." Lu Chenyu raised his eyes to look at her.

"Mr. Mo said that Miss Mo has already returned to China on her flight today, and he wants to take Miss Mo back to Beijing for recuperation."

This is understandable. Mr. Mo does not owe the Lu family anything. Instead, it is the Lu family that owes Mo Qianyu.

A great friendship.

It can be said that Dongyu ME9 was launched so quickly and made a great comeback.

In addition to Shen Mengxue's accurate positioning and successful planning, the most important credit goes to Mr. Mo and a group of R&D staff.

Lu Chenyu stood up immediately.

"What time does Qianyu's flight take? Going directly to Beijing? Or is she stopping in Haicheng for a short while?"

"Mr. Mo didn't say that."

"You go out first."

After An Ran left, Lu Chenyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, thought for a moment, and dialed Mo Qianyu's number.

The other party did not turn off his phone, and it was obvious that he had already got off the plane.

After a few beeps, the phone was picked up.

“Qian Yu…”

"Congratulations, and happy wedding."

There was no sound of sadness or joy in the voice, nor was it as cheerful as before; instead, it was much duller.

At Hongjiao Airport, Mo Qianyu was pushed out of the airport in a wheelchair.

Mr. Mo came towards me with a look of distress in his eyes.

When you get there, take two quick steps and squat down.

The old hand was placed tremblingly on the daughter's knee.

After nearly three months of rehabilitation treatment, Mo Qianyu can only walk a few steps with the help of a cane. It seems that recovery is a long way off.

"Xiaoyu, your legs?"

Mo Qianyu replied calmly, "Dad, it doesn't hurt anymore. Once we get back to Beijing, I'll stick to the rehabilitation training and it will get better."

Mr. Mo is nearly 70 years old and has been staying in the research institute all year round. He wears thick glasses and has sparse hair, and looks much older.

At this moment, I held back my tears. As long as my daughter is in a good mood, she will definitely be cured.

At worst, I can go back to the capital and ask the traditional Chinese medicine doctor for help.

With Mr. Mo’s contribution, we can invite a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

"Why don't you just go back to the capital?"

He felt mixed emotions. If he had not come to Haicheng, perhaps such a disaster would not have happened.

"I want to say goodbye to him properly. I may never come to Haicheng again."

"Okay, Dad will push you out."

Outside the airport, there was a black extended Lincoln car parked.

The driver, Xiao Chen, hesitated to speak.

Still asked: "Master, does your wife know that you are here?"

"There is nothing going on between her and me. Qianyu is probably coming back to China to witness the happiness of my wife and me. There is no need to tell her, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble."

The driver Xiao Chen stopped talking.

Not long after, Mr. Mo was seen pushing Mo Qianyu out.

After cutting her hair short, she looked more energetic. When Lu Chenyu returned to China, she still looked sickly.

His face looked much rosier now.

Seeing her coming out, Lu Chenyu got out of the car and walked over quickly.

"Qianyu, are you feeling better?"

Her beautiful eyes were calm, and when she saw him coming, she no longer had the admiration she had before.

He smiled and said, "That's great. I never thought that I would just return to China and happen to run into your wedding."

What a coincidence.

The airport is bustling with people of all kinds.

The shutter button is pressed and photos are taken one by one.

The president of Dongyu Group hurried over to greet the beautiful woman, and another one personally opened the car door for her and helped her get in.

The shooting angle is very tricky, and the side profile looks very gentle and affectionate.

Especially the photo of him helping her into the car, it is misleading no matter how you look at it.

The extended Lincoln quickly drove out of Airport Boulevard and onto the viaduct.

The Shen family's home was decorated festively in the afternoon. It was done by staff from a professional wedding planning company.

The house was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and big "囍" characters were pasted on the windowsills. A red carpet was laid from the front door to the downstairs.

At home, the relatives had no chance to help, so they sat on the sofa, surrounded Shen Mengxue, and chatted enthusiastically about family matters.

At the monthly visiting opportunity in Haicheng Nanpu Prison, the visitor wears gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and tie, carries a briefcase, and looks like a successful man.

"It's been so long, and you still can't find an opportunity?" The voice was hoarse and cold.

"Master..."

"If I don't live well, no one in the Lu family will live well!"