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He stood in front of the table in a daze, unable to recover even when the people around him called him.He remembered that during the heavy snow that year, he clearly thought about protecting Meng Yuannian in the future, but now he has forgotten it.I just get stuck in those love affairs, and I'm useless.He should have known about Meng Yuannian's difficulties early on, but he was still immersed in those illusory feelings.When you don't even have the ability to protect the person you love, what qualifications do you have to stand by his side?

Obviously Meng Yuannian should be a child.He also needs a harbor where he can anchor and take a rest, and he also needs protection, stability, and protection.

Mo Qingxian spread out his hand and looked at the criss-cross lines on it, one by one, all telling the ups and downs of the road ahead.But as long as he thinks of the person he loves standing at the end of the road, he will be fearless and invincible.

It wasn't until Meng Yuannian arrived in Shanghai that he felt a little light all over and had a splitting headache.He stood in the empty mansion, except for the servants and the patrolling security guards, everything was silent.Even the noisy insects in the past disappeared and there was no movement.He felt lonely, lonelier than at any time in the past two years.

He took off his coat and sat casually on the European-style sofa in the living room, lying on his back and wanting to close his eyes and rest for a while.But before he had time to lie down, he saw Jing Yue walking in from the door with his men.

He could only pull himself together, order the servant at the side to open a bottle of red wine and bring it over, and then waited for Jing Yue to speak.At this time, Jing Yue's hair was combed meticulously, and he was wearing a black one-button suit, a white shirt with a stand-up collar, and a dark striped tie.The expression on his face was solemn and cold, but it softened the moment he saw Meng Yuannian.As he walked, he unbuttoned the button casually, pulled the bow tie around his neck and shouted happily: "Yuan Nian, you are back!"

"Where did Uncle Jing just go? He was dressed so formally." Meng Yuannian smiled slightly, rubbed his forehead, and then continued: "You came here as soon as you got home. Uncle Jing has worked hard these days."

Jing Yue put down his clothes and sat opposite Meng Yuannian, and looked carefully at Meng Yuannian: "I haven't seen you for a few months, and I've lost weight again. You are just growing up, so don't be too tired."

"It's not too young." Meng Yuannian raised the quilt in his hand and asked Jing Yue, holding the red wine bottle, "Would you like a drink?"

"You sit and I'll do it." Jing Yue said as he was about to stand up.Meng Yuannian reached out his hand to stop him and said in a low voice: "I'm not so unstable that I can't even hold the wine bottle." After being silent for a while, he poured the wine and gave the glass to Jing Yue before adding: "My father was like me back then. When I was growing up, I heard that I was the boss of one party. Now that I rely on what my father left behind, it’s already bad enough to walk so hard. If I relax any more, I’ll let my father’s spirit live up to him.”

"If your father is alive, he definitely hopes that you can live a more relaxed life, instead of worrying about it like you are now."

"Uncle Jing is joking?" Meng Yuannian sneered suddenly, his eyes flickered coldly: "My father is dead, have you forgotten?"

Jing Yue sighed in his heart, drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, smacked his lips and muttered in a low voice: "It's still comfortable from Erguotou, this red wine is boring to drink."

"Hehe, who told you to drink it." Meng Yuannian gently pinched the handle of the cup with three fingers in his right hand and shook it casually, but he didn't drink. He was silent for a long time before he asked, "How's it going in Pudong?"

"It's still negotiating, it's a bit difficult. I heard that Mrs. Ouyang is pregnant, President Ouyang listens to her very much." When it comes to business, Jing Yue also calms down. He is really tired from the hard work of the past few days.

"You took so many benefits back then, now you want to turn your face and deny people?" Meng Yuannian took a sip of wine and rolled it on the tip of his tongue before swallowing and sneering: "It's really naive."