Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Wen Jing was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly smiled: "It's nothing, I was thinking, Mr. Lu may have too many things happened a while ago, and he was in a bad mood, so he went out to relax. If you want to relax, don't pick up It’s also possible not to contact anyone else on the phone.”

Meng Yunjian turned his head away impatiently, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't even want your son if you are so distracted? I don't know what he is thinking."

Wen Jing no longer had time to comfort his boss's awkward temper. He was so frightened by the thoughts in his head that he was sweating all over, and his heart was beating wildly.

If Mr. Lu really got stomach cancer, then according to the time calculation, this point is indeed almost no longer in this world, that's why he "disappeared" so completely, no one can find him, that's why even Jian Jian Do not come to see.

no, I can not.

Maybe, I really went to relax...

Didn't Brother Meng say that he can still receive Jian Jian's child support from Lu Qingyun every month?

It's just that Meng Yunjian also went to check. The money was transferred through a third-party organization, and they didn't know Lu Qingyun's contact information.

If Mr. Lu had asked the organization to transfer the money to Meng Yunjian on a fixed-month basis...

The more Wen Jing thought about it, the more frightened he became. After sending Meng Yunjian back to the apartment, he immediately called a cousin who worked in the police station.

"Brother, can I ask you for a favor?"

"what's up?"

Wen Jing: "I have a friend who I have been unable to contact recently. Can you check his account information for me? I suspect something may have happened to him."

If something really happened to Mr. Lu, there must be a record in the public security system.

Wen Jing's cousin responded immediately: "Okay, you can send me his name and ID number, and I'll check it out."

Wen Jing: "Okay, I will send it to you."

He sent Lu Qingyun's identity information to his cousin on WeChat.

……

Because Jian Jian was injured, Meng Yunjian simply took a week off with the crew.

Early the next morning, Meng Yunjian took Meng Jian's favorite strawberry ice cream to the hospital.

It was impossible for Mr. Meng not to show Meng Yunjian his son, and let him in with a cold face.

Meng Jian was awake, her head was wrapped with a thick bandage, her face was pale, and she was quietly leaning on the bed reading a comic book.

Seeing Meng Yunjian coming in, the little guy just stared at the direction behind him for a long time, making sure that no one else came, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes quickly, his whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, listless, hoarse voice screaming He said "Dad".

Meng Yunjian walked over, pinched his face, and frowned: "Why are you running up to the attic? Did I tell you that usually no one is allowed to go up there?"

Meng Jian: "...I'll get the photo."

Meng Yunjian: "What photo?"

Meng Jian lowered her head: "Daddy's photo..."

Meng Yunjian was stunned for a moment.

He is now living in an old villa that he bought before. When he was packing up his things, he did throw a lot of sundries into the attic, including a few photo albums.

Seeing the little guy's red eyes, Meng Yunjian couldn't help but soften his voice: "You miss Daddy, don't you?"

Such a small person with short arms and short legs has to run to the attic to find Lu Qingyun's photo...

Meng Yunjian sighed helplessly in his heart.

It seems that it is impossible not to get Lu Qingyun back.

In fact, for the sake of the child, it's not that he can't continue to communicate with Lu Qingyun.

"Dad will call him later."

Meng Jian: "Father, is Daddy not feeling well?"

"Ok?"

Meng Jian burst into tears: "Before Daddy was ill and had a fever, he also hid in the room, covered his head with a quilt and coughed and didn't let me in...Dad, is it because Daddy is sick that he doesn't come to see me all the time?"

Wen Jing, who was pouring water, was so frightened that he almost dropped the water glass on the ground.

I'm really more afraid of what will happen, Mr. Lu must be safe and sound, bah bah, a child can't take it seriously.

Here, Meng Yunjian just patted Meng Jian's head, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense, he...is just busy with work, and will come to see you when he's done."

Meng Jian choked up: "But it's been a year. No matter how busy Daddy used to be, he wouldn't stop visiting me for so long. Even if he didn't come, he wouldn't stop calling me. He hasn't prepared a birthday present for me yet... ..."

Meng Yunjian: "Didn't I say that? I divorced him. You are still young, so you will understand later."

Mr. Meng raised his crutches and slammed Meng Yunjian on the back: "Don't always ask for divorce in front of the children! What does it look like!"

Meng Yunjian frowned: "Grandpa..."

The old man: "Okay, Jian Jian, you have read it, you can go wherever you want, and bring A Yun back to me as soon as possible."

Meng Yunjian's heart sank a little, and he got up helplessly.

In the next second, he saw the watch on Meng Jian's wrist.

This watch... seems to be a birthday present from Lu Qingyun to Jian Jian the year before last.

The glass dial has been shattered into a spider web, presumably it was smashed when Jian Jian fell from the attic stairs.

Meng Yunjian squeezed Jian Jian's little hand.

He remembered that he also gave this kid a watch during the Chinese New Year last year, good guy, I haven't seen him wear it once.

"It's all broken like this, why don't you want to pick it off?"

Jian Jian's eyes were red: "Dad, this is what Daddy gave me..."

Meng Yun remonstrated: "I'll send it to be repaired, and I'll send it back to you in two days."

Jane glanced weakly at the old man.

The old man was really angry. Meng Yunjian and that little boy surnamed Bai usually took care of their children. They raised his lively and cheerful baby great-grandson to be so submissive within a year.

……

After leaving the hospital, Meng Yunjian got into the car parked not far away. He pinched the watch and looked at it for a long time before handing it to Bi Wenfeng: "Send it to get it repaired as soon as possible."

"Okay, Brother Meng." Bi Wenfeng took it and wrapped it in a handkerchief, "By the way, Brother Meng, Young Master Bai called and said he wanted to see Jian Jian."

Meng Yunjian leaned back, closed his eyes, and said after a while: "No, let him not come to the hospital during this time."

Neither Jian Jian nor Grandpa are happy.

Bi Wenfeng: "Okay, I'll call him later."

The car was about to start when Wen Jing's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took it out and took a look. When he saw the caller, his expression changed instantly, and he said hurriedly: "Brother Meng, my family is calling, I want to get out of the car and answer it."

Meng Yunjian waved his hand.

Wen Jing quickly grabbed the phone and ran out of the car, walked to a tree by the side of the road, and deliberately carried it on his back so that no one in the car could see his face.

"Hello, brother?"

"Wen Jing, there is news about the person you asked me to check."

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