Surrogate wife every step of the way

Sun Mengjiao chuckled, "Give me a vacation, and give yourself a vacation too."

Mr. Li didn't raise his head, and laughed at himself: "In my current situation, if I don't work, life would be worse than death."

The smile on Sun Mengjiao's face faded, "Then you should pay attention to rest."

"Don't worry." Mr. Li replied straightforwardly.

Sun Mengjiao was walking alone on the street, looking at the dazzling array of goods in the store, she was not interested at all.

She randomly picked out a white dress and rushed to the hospital.

These days, too many things have happened, and she hasn't seen her father for a long time.

First of all, she might be really busy, and she didn't adjust her mood well, and she didn't know how to face Sun Zhenxing.

Secondly, how should she explain Luo Zhiguo's death?
She stood at the door of the ward for a long time without opening the door.

"Mengjiao, why are you standing at the door and not going in?"

Sun Zhenxing's old and tired voice sounded behind Sun Mengjiao.

As soon as Sun Mengjiao turned her head, she immediately smiled and said, "Dad, I was thinking of how to surprise you. Who knew you were wandering outside."

She took the wheelchair from the nurse and slowly pushed him into the ward.

Sun Zhenxing glanced at her meaningfully, sighed and said, "Unexpectedly, Uncle Luo couldn't think about it, so he just left."

As soon as Luo Zhiguo was mentioned, Sun Mengjiao was stunned for a moment, her mind was in a trance, and the picture of him jumping off the building unconsciously popped up in her mind, and she held the hand of the wheelchair tightly.

"As a brother, I didn't even see him for the last time! Did he go in pain?"

Sun Zhenxing turned the wheelchair, looked at the slightly pale Sun Mengjiao and asked.

Sun Mengjiao resisted the struggle in her heart, and reluctantly nodded, "It's okay."

"By the way, what about Luo Hao? What should he do?"

Sun Mengjiao didn't go to understand the current situation of the Luo family at all recently, she just faltered and said: "I... I divorced him and have nothing to do with him, but I have returned the bank card given to me by Uncle Luo before."

Sun Zhenxing's old face was covered with wrinkles, "Mengjiao, Uncle Luo is gone now, although Luo Hao treats you so well, but he can help you, don't make Uncle Luo feel sad under Nine Springs."

Sun Mengjiao understood that Sun Zhenxing valued Luo Zhiguo's friendship very much, and the reason why he mentioned this was just a debt to Luo Zhiguo.

"Okay, I will."

When Sun Mengjiao came out of the hospital, the breeze blew and gently caressed her cheeks, but it couldn't blow away the haze that covered her heart.

The accumulation got deeper and deeper, and even she couldn't figure out whether she still had a heart.

The matter of Luo Zhiguo jumping off the building was like a thorn in her heart, a barb that couldn't be pulled out, and the slightest touch made her so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She went back very late and the lights were turned off. These days, in order to avoid meeting Zhao Zifeng without words, she deliberately left early and returned late to avoid him.

When she was about to go upstairs, she caught a glimpse of the moonlight shining in, reflecting on the coffee table and sofa, casting a silvery white, and a half-opened gift box was placed.

She turned around, walked to the edge of the sofa, half bent down and lowered her eyes, the half-opened gift box revealed the clothes inside, the light blue dress glowed quietly against the moonlight, like a quiet lake, Peace of mind.

She took a deep look at the gift box, raised her eyes, and went upstairs.

Huaze company's anniversary celebration.

Big names gathered, and the grandchildren, celebrities and dignitaries mingled with each other, and there was a lot of laughter.

Sun Mengjiao was wearing a white off-the-shoulder dress. The skirt fluttered and danced as she walked. Although she was not outstanding, she had an exquisite appearance and a tall figure, which just outlined her graceful figure.

In the crowd, it can attract people's attention at a glance.

Many men came to strike up a conversation, and they were all attracted by Sun Mengjiao's shallow smile and polite attitude.

As one of the persons in charge of this Star Entertainment project, she naturally received a lot of compliments.

She took two sips of the wine, feeling bitter and tasteless in her mouth. She went to the dessert area and picked a strawberry cake. She was about to eat it, but she saw Zhao Zifeng, who had been avoiding her for a long time, where her gaze was.

He was wearing an exquisite handmade black suit, a gray shirt with a crisp collar, and well-fitting trousers, outlining his perfect figure. He was tall and straight, shining like a standout among the crowd.

He put one hand in his pocket, and held a glass of red wine in the other. With his lips open and closed, he was chatting with someone. There was a little smile on his brow and eyes, but it was not obvious.

There was a natural noble temperament in her gestures. This was the first time she looked at him from afar after the economic and trade symposium with him.

The dazzling headlights shone straight on his face, making his outline even more resolute and handsome, as delicate as a chiseled axe.

Maybe it was a change of hairstyle, the sides were shaved, and only the front and back of the forehead were combed back.

It was as if his aura of a financial predator emanated from the inside out, as ferocious as a bloodthirsty wolf.

But because of a movement made by the girl next to him, she came back to her senses.

She has wavy long curly hair reaching her waist, wearing a generous and dignified dress, standing tall and tall beside Zhao Zifeng, she is not inferior at all, and she is talking and laughing.

Her heart tightened for no reason, and her chest was slightly suffocated, as if something was blocking her.

The cake in my hand was deformed without knowing it.

"Mr. Zhao is really a suave and handsome talent. Standing next to Mr. Zhao is Liang Yishu, the daughter of Zhifeng Group, an authentic daughter of a wealthy family."

Mr. Li did not know when he stood beside Sun Mengjiao, looked at Zhao Zifeng's position, and suddenly spoke.

Zhifeng Group?

Sun Mengjiao withdrew her gaze, looked down at the pinched and deformed cake, coughed in embarrassment, glanced at Mr. Li, and guessed how long she had been looking here.

Of course, the name of this company only passed through her mind once, and then it passed by in a flash, and she didn't remember it.

She was more concerned about whether Mr. Li saw her looking at Zhao Zifeng just now.

It was always strange to hear her praise Zhao Zifeng as a suave and handsome talent.

"What do you think?"

Mr. Li asked suddenly.

Sun Mengjiao moved her brows and eyes slightly, and stuffed the crooked cake into her mouth, and asked in a completely ignorant manner, "What do you think? Is it none of my business?"

Mr. Li chuckled and clinked glasses with Sun Mengjiao, "Of course it's related."

Seeing her smiling mysteriously, Sun Mengjiao was suffocated, and the air seemed to stop flowing for a moment. She concealed her thoughts, forced a smirk and asked, "How could it be related to me? Me and him …”

Mr. Li frowned slightly, and interrupted Sun Mengjiao's explanation, "Zhifeng Group is about to cooperate with Huaze on a project, and Mr. Zhao is talking about it. If we follow up, our marketing department may have to follow up. You just said you and him? Him? Who?"

Sun Mengjiao nodded guiltily, thinking that she had almost revealed her secrets, she hurriedly turned away, and said with a chuckle: "It's nothing, I just said that I have no contact with Miss Qianjin of Zhifeng Group..."

"It's a big order." President Li patted Sun Mengjiao on the shoulder and went to chat with others.

Sun Mengjiao was still standing there, although she strongly forced herself not to care, but her eyes always moved uncontrollably to Zhao Zifeng's direction again.

Seeing that the daughter of Zhifeng Group smiled sweetly, holding Zhao Zifeng's arm, leaning half to one side.

I don't know if it's because I've been watching it for too long, or because I'm drunk, but my eyes are sore and a little uncomfortable.

She rubbed her eyes, turned her face away, pretended not to see it, and murmured to herself, "Sun Mengjiao, what are you thinking? He is his only thing, and you don't like him, what do you care about?"

She left the dessert area and wandered casually among the crowd, everyone laughed happily, but she was like an outsider, her heart was cold and she couldn't cheer up.

"Mengjiao, come here!"

When the colleagues in the company saw Sun Mengjiao, they waved at her.

Sun Mengjiao looked in the direction of the source of the voice, saw Feifei and Lingling gathered together, chatting about something, and walked over.

Feifei grabbed Sun Mengjiao's hand and leaned between them.

"Mengjiao, our boss Zhao is so handsome, there are many people in the company who like him!"

"Mengjiao, we were talking just now, who in the company likes Mr. Zhao, who do you think? But to be honest, I like him too!"

Sun Mengjiao forced a smile, but said nothing.

Lingling's face is full of longing, she has long dreamed of something.

"That's right! That's right! Mengjiao, you don't know who likes Mr. Zhao? Looking at it now, she is probably about to break her heart. Look at us Mr. Zhao and the daughter of the Liang family standing together, how well-suited they are. It's good, we're just waiting to talk about marriage!"

"Who says it's not? Then Liang Yishu has chased after our Mr. Zhao very closely. We are right in the same family. It will be a matter of time."

The anger in Sun Mengjiao's heart was getting worse and worse, just hearing the word Liang Yishu felt her heart suffocating.

"Mengjiao, what do you think? Do you think Liang Yishu is a good match for Mr. Zhao?"

Lingling insisted on pulling Sun Mengjiao to ask.

Sun Mengjiao took a sip of wine in her mouth, before she could swallow it, she choked on her question, coughed a few times violently, her fair face flushed.

"Ah, Mengjiao, slow down!"

Feifei hastily stroked her back and persuaded her.

Sun Mengjiao coughed for a while, then stopped, covered her chest and said, "You talk, I feel a little uncomfortable, go sit over there."

They didn't care either, they got together and continued to gossip.

She just found a corner and sat down, shaking her high-heeled feet to relieve the uncomfortable feeling, she half bent over and pinched the heel with her hands, frowning slightly.

She is in the marketing department, and she doesn't know how to wear high heels unless she has to. After all, running around wearing high heels, her feet are probably useless.

"Why are you here alone?"

A pair of hand-polished brown leather shoes fell into Sun Mengjiao's sight.

She raised her eyes, a little astonished, "Mr. Kang?"

Kang Haoxuan frowned lightly, "Don't call me Mr. Kang, call me Haoxuan, how can we be considered friends?"

Sun Mengjiao was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and shouted: "Haoxuan"

Kang Haoxuan suggested with a light smile, "Shall we chat?"

"it is good."

Sun Mengjiao got up from the chair, leaned slightly, did not stand firmly, and was about to fall down.

Kang Haoxuan stretched out his hand, directly embraced her slender waist, let go of it gentlemanly, and reminded: "Be careful."

Sun Mengjiao stood firm, straightened her crooked skirt, brushed the hair behind her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

The two walked towards the garden one after the other.

"beware of the steps."

He stood at the bottom of the steps, raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand in a gentlemanly manner, his movements were elegant and calm, and there was no trace of profanity or desire in his eyes.

Sun Mengjiao was slightly taken aback, and lightly placed her hand on his palm, only feeling that her palm was being held, she went down the steps following her strength.

With this formal attire and these high-heeled shoes that get in the way, it's really not easy to walk up the steps.

Kang Haoxuan stood beside the garden fountain, with his hands in his pockets, leaning slightly on the edge of the fountain seat, under the dim moonlight, he looked particularly noble.

"Is Mina doing well?"

Sun Mengjiao nodded and said appreciatively, "Not only is she good, I like her very much."

As she spoke, she thought about what happened at Xingchen Entertainment that day. She blinked, looked at Kang Haoxuan and asked in bewilderment: "So you are the president of Xingchen Entertainment? I didn't know your identity before. Fortunately, I have you , It can be regarded as a perfect solution to the incident of changing stars and signing contracts."