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

"see your performance."

He is such a big CEO, but now he is half squatting in front of her, looking aggrieved.

Shen Mengxue softened her heart.

After she got pregnant, she couldn't stand seeing marital discord, so she would take the initiative to adapt to the identity of Mrs. Lu.

Adapt to the Lu family's luxurious life.

I also tried to adapt myself to the fact that my husband was the richest man.

In the past, she thought she had married into a good family, her mother-in-law was caring, and the family was warm and harmonious.

Let her feel the long-lost warmth.

The man worked very hard, often got promotions and salary increases, and would come home on time to have dinner with her.

She felt that she had married the right man, who was so gentle, family-oriented, and had a noble temperament.

Later I discovered that the man had an extraordinary temperament and was indeed a young master from a wealthy family.

She flinched.

Before she was ready, various problems occurred in the group and she rushed into office as the group's president.

When he came back, they had a grand wedding, but he didn't expect that he would get married the next day and go to pick up Miss Mo.

It made her very angry, but she endured it for the sake of the overall situation.

As a result, she discovered that men also have the nature of big bosses who don't care about the feelings of the lower class.

This was unbearable for her.

She could adapt to everything about him, except this one.

She had experienced it personally, so when she saw Zhou Xiaoyun suffering from difficulties, she immediately felt the same humiliation and the bitterness of struggling to make a living.

That's why she ignored her mother-in-law's objection and went straight to the exhibition hall to inspect it.

Lu Chenyu was obviously relieved. If he couldn't coax her, he would be scolded again when he returned.

Now the whole family dislikes him, making him miserable.

"Okay, listen to my wife, I'll go to work now."

"Wait!"

Lu Chenyu just stood up and stopped immediately when he heard Shen Mengxue calling him.

"When you come in the evening, remember to go to the pedestrian street. I want to eat hot and sour noodles."

"I'll bring it to you, warm."

Lu Chenyu's brows relaxed and he looked much more energetic.

He also greeted Shen Qiancheng, "Brother, this is my sister-in-law, right?"

Feng Wanqing's face turned red when she was called.

"Qiancheng, President Lu is calling you."

"I can hear it."

The three of them went downstairs together, all going to work.

Downstairs, Shen Qiancheng stopped and said, "Don't think that Meng Xue is easy to coax and you don't take it seriously. If there is a next time, I will definitely not forgive you."

Lu Chenyu's eyes darkened. This brother-in-law has quite a bad temper.

"Brother, how dare I? Meng Xue is my family's treasure now. I can't wait to treat her well."

"It better be this way."

After saying that, Shen Qiancheng stepped forward and walked to the Land Rover.

Feng Wanqing glanced at Mr. Lu apologetically, meaning that he should not take it to heart. Qian Cheng was just like that, protective of his own shortcomings and with a stubborn temper.

He smiled, got in the car and left.

In the southernmost town, Wen Xiaomei has been here for almost half a month.

From the initial sadness, confusion, and helplessness to now, slowly returning to calm.

Although I still miss you, life must go on.

She has been out for half a month, and what she is most worried about is her parents. She doesn't know how they are doing now.

Do you know that she has left Haicheng?

After thinking about it, I decided to call Mother Wen.

"Who are you looking for?" Mother Wen asked casually when she saw the strange phone call.

It can’t be another harassing call.

"Mom, it's me."

"Hmm? Mei?"

Mother Wen became excited and put down the work in her hands.

"Why did you change your number?"

Half a month later, Xiaomei burst into tears when she heard her mother's voice again.

"Mom, I'm going to be out of town for a show, and I may not be back for a long time, so I'm telling you in advance."

Her family knew the nature of her job. She was a producer and often followed the crew around.

Get used to it.

Wen Xiaomei weaved lies bitterly.

She was afraid that her parents would worry about her.

"I see. You should take good care of yourself when you are out there. Don't always eat those meaningless snail noodles. If you don't have enough money, just tell me and I will send it to you..."

Xiaomei couldn't stop crying when she heard her mother's careful advice.

"Yes, Mom, I know. I will. I will."

His voice was frosted, becoming hoarse and trembling.

Mother Wen heard the sobbing in her voice and said distressedly: "What's wrong, Xiaomei, do you miss your mother? Come back early, we will wait for you at home."

"Okay, Mom, I'm going to hang up first. I'm busy now."

What is she busy with?

I just don't want my mother to worry.

I have been here for half a month and have settled down in this small county town with green mountains and clear waters. The people there are simple and honest. I have not gone out to look for a job for the time being.

Here, I am unfamiliar with the place, have no best friends, no Mu Lingyun, and no suffocating rich daughter.

Get up and walk out of the yard.

She liked sitting on the big protruding rock by the lake, enjoying the clear water, blue sky and gentle breeze. Sometimes she would sit there for the whole day.

Longing will flow with the waves and flow to a very far place.

She would also have dreams at night, dreaming that Brother Mu was looking for her like crazy.

But so what? After all, she and he are from two different worlds.

When I woke up, tears flowed across my temples and dripped onto the pillow, spreading out into a sea of ​​longing.

I hope time passes faster so that he can forget it faster.

She didn't come back until eleven o'clock in the morning.

I've lived here for half a month and have become familiar with my neighbors.

At this moment, my aunt is slaughtering a pig at home.

Serve the steaming hot pig-killing noodles.

He said enthusiastically: "Xiao Mei, we've killed a pig at home. Come and have a taste. It's delicious."

They are all grilled with fresh pork offal, and they look very appetizing at first glance.

"Thank you, Sister Wang. I asked you to bring it over."

Wen Xiaomei hurried over to answer it.

"It's okay, I'll bring it in, it's hot."

Sister Wang is a typical rural woman, warm and hospitable.

You can see the shadow of Mother Wen in her.

Wen Xiaomei was very kind to her.

Putting it on the table, Sister Wang reminded her, "Eat it while it's hot. I know you like spicy food, so I added chili peppers."

Wen Xiaomei was grateful, "Thank you, Sister Wang, you are so kind to me."

"That's not the case. Don't be polite."

Sister Wang had a kind smile, and her eyes were filled with longing.

Her daughter is about the same age. She married and moved far away to Sichuan and only comes back once every few years. The chili peppers prepared at home are also for her daughter.

Usually, Wen Xiaomei likes to eat noodles and can eat a big bowl every time.

I don't have much appetite today and I feel a little nauseous.

I took a few bites and couldn't help it.

"vomit--"

I feel a little nauseous and want to vomit.

He ran out to the yard and vomited everything he had just eaten, even the bile.

Sister Wang ran out and patted her on the back gently.

She said very self-reproachfully, "Maybe the pork offal noodles I made weren't tasty, Xiaomei, how do you feel? Why don't you go to the clinic and have a look?"

People here don't like to go to big hospitals for treatment because there are long queues. For a minor illness, they have to go to the hospital for a lot of tests and spend half a day busy, and they can't get any medicine at all. It's better to go to the clinic and get some medicine, which is convenient and quick.

After vomiting for a long time, Wen Xiaomei bent over and took a long time to recover.

I went back to the room and rinsed my mouth, feeling better. I saw a bag of oranges on the table.

I peeled it open, took a petal and put it in my mouth.

The sour and sweet oranges whet her appetite.

Sister Wang took a look and said with a smile, "Xiaomei, you are not pregnant, are you?"