After time travel, the imperial concubine becomes a celebrity herself

An Mengyi just glanced at her indifferently, she didn't want to waste her time communicating with such a person.

Unwillingness flashed in Zhang Ting's eyes, she was just a manager, she was so arrogant, Zhang Ting complained silently in her heart.

"An Mengyi, don't think that just because you are a manager, you can do whatever you want. This position does not belong to you." Zhang Ting is still brooding over An Mengyi's position as a manager.

"Whatever you think." An Mengyi said without giving Zhang Ting a look.

Zhang Ting was so angry that she couldn't go with An Mengyi, so she snorted coldly and walked away on her high heels.

It didn't take long for the people of the Dayao Group to discover that the relationship between An Mengyi and Rong Jinghao didn't seem to be very good. Sometimes when they stood together, neither of them had a smile on their faces.

Zhang Ting was so proud of herself that she came here to mock An Mengyi, "Why, now that I know how high I am standing, it hurts me to fall."

"How could the president like you, it's just for fun." Zhang Ting said triumphantly, wanting to stimulate An Mengyi.

But An Mengyi didn't have any expression on her face, she just frowned impatiently, "Deputy Manager Zhang, are you very busy, if you are free, just fold some documents and take them for copying."

Zhang Ting said angrily, "Why me, I didn't do these things."

"You're contradicting your boss." An Mengyi said coldly.

Considering the other party's identity, Zhang Ting's anger piled up in her stomach.

She walked out of the office angrily, then turned her head and glared at An Mengyi, "I want to see how long you can be proud"

Thinking of the past few days, An Mengyi couldn't help but stop what she was doing, feeling restless in her heart.

At this time, Su Lele walked in, and she said anxiously, "Mengyi, what those people in the company said is all lies, you obviously have such a good relationship with President Rongda."

Seeing that An Mengyi didn't answer, Su Lele's heart skipped a beat, "You two are really divorced?"

An Mengyi frowned, "No."

Su Lele patted her chest, "Let me just say, those gossips, they only know how to spread rumors when they have nothing to do all day long."

"But the situation is almost over." An Mengyi said, with a small sigh in her heart.

She has been looking for an opportunity to separate from Rong Jinghao, but Rong Jinghao has been insisting, and she has no choice.

Even if he never admits it, An Mengyi is not a fool, she can guess it.

It was because of this that she insisted on separating. An Mengyi couldn't convince herself to be with the person who killed her child.

Even if the previous life has passed, An Mengyi can learn to let go of the deception and hurt he brought.

But the child will always be a thorn in her heart.

When thinking of the child, Rong Xigu's lovely face flashed in An Mengyi's head again, and her heart ached.

Seeing this, Su Lele quickly comforted her, "Mengyi, don't be sad, you are just a man, you are so outstanding, why are you afraid you won't find it, besides, there is me."

Su Lele said again, "How about going out to play together on weekends."

An Mengyi was about to agree, but she thought that she still had business to do, so she smiled at Su Lele, "It's okay, I just happen to have something to do on the weekend, so let's play together next time."

Su Lele only thought that An Mengyi was too sad and wanted to be quiet, so she didn't say much.

On the weekend, An Mengyi got up early to get ready.

When she was about to go out, Rong Jinghao stopped her.

"Where are you going?" Rong Jinghao asked.

"Go out for a walk." An Mengyi lowered her head and said, without looking into Rong Jinghao's eyes.

In the past few days, if she could avoid her, she chose to avoid Rong Jinghao, because whenever the two of them got along, An Mengyi could feel her heart start to beat wildly.

Rong Jinghao put on his suit jacket indiscriminately, "I'll go with you."

"No need." An Mengyi said immediately, "I just want to be alone, you don't have to follow me."

Looking at An Mengyi's indifferent look, Rong Jinghao was helpless, and pain flashed in his eyes.

"I don't force you either." Rong Jinghao put down his hand, "You go."

An Mengyi walked past Rong Jinghao, she felt the eyes of the man behind her, but she still didn't dare to look back.

According to the address provided by Song Sizhe last time, she found the university where Song Sizhe was staying. The purpose of her visit was not specific, but she wanted to study with Song Sizhe about the Dayao dynasty.

When they came to the school gate, the guard saw An Mengyi's outstanding temperament and didn't ask any further questions, and let her in directly.

Just as he was about to ask for directions, he happened to see a pretty girl.

An Mengyi politely stopped the girl, and asked, "Hi, do you know where Professor Song Sizhe is?"

"Are you at Professor Song?" The girl looked at An Mengyi with strange eyes. At first, she was surprised, and then later, there was some hostility.

"Why are you looking for Professor Song?" Zhong Man looked at An Mengyi warily. This woman's looks and appearance are outstanding. Could it be that she admires Professor Song.

Today's An Mengyi is still wearing formal attire, her exquisite facial features are eye-catching, her long curly hair hangs behind her back, and her hip-wrapping skirt outlines her graceful figure.

Standing beside An Mengyi, the always cute and youthful Zhong Man was overwhelmed.

An Mengyi didn't feel Zhong Man's hostility, she explained, "I have something to talk to Professor Song about."

"That's it." Zhong Man nodded, a dark light flashed in his eyes, "That's where the professor is." Zhong Man pointed An Mengyi in a direction.

But she never told An Mengyi that Song Sizhe had left school.

"Thank you." An Mengyi smiled kindly.

Zhong Man glanced at An Mengyi proudly. Professor Song could only belong to her alone.

I don't know how long it took, but An Mengyi still couldn't find Song Sizhe. Under the scorching summer, An Mengyi couldn't stand it anymore.

But it was still the weekend at this time, and when there were few people, An Mengyi couldn't find a chance to ask for directions.

She found a gazebo to sit down and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She began to wonder if the female classmate from the beginning was playing tricks on herself.

But I have never met her before, so she has no reason to cheat her like this.

There was no other way, An Mengyi was going to make a call to Song Sizhe, but found out that the phone was out of battery.

Misfortunes never come singly, An Mengyi turned off her phone irritably, and when she stood up and was about to leave, she suddenly felt dizzy.

In the next second, her eyes went dark and she fainted on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, but when An Mengyi woke up, she found herself lying on the hospital bed. Looking at her attire, it should be the infirmary.

Seeing that An Mengyi woke up, Song Sizhe hurriedly said, "Mengyi, you woke up, do you feel uncomfortable?"

An Mengyi only felt weak all over, she asked, "What's wrong with me, why am I here."

"You suffered from heat stroke, and you were discovered by the students at the school. I bumped into you just as I was coming back." Song Sizhe replied, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, just tell me."

An Mengyi knew it in her heart, and she said, "But obviously a student told me that you are in the office here and that he knows you."

Song Sizhe's face darkened, "I told my students today that I'm not at school, who would say that?"

Zhong Man's delicate and innocent face flashed in An Mengyi's head, she closed her eyes, "That's all, I don't know her name, maybe it's just a prank."

"Brother Song, why did you come to the infirmary? Are you injured?" A delicate voice came.

Song Sizhe frowned slightly, obviously very distressed.

Zhong Man walked into the infirmary, and when he saw An Mengyi on the hospital bed, he was taken aback for a moment.

There was a smile on the corner of An Mengyi's mouth, "We meet again."

Song Sizhe looked at the two of them suspiciously, "Do you know each other?"

"That's right, I just saw it." An Mengyi looked at Zhong Man coldly.

She could see what this little girl was thinking now, she liked Song Sizhe and wanted to occupy him, no matter who approached her, she would not allow it.

It's fine if it's someone else, Song Sizhe has some friendship with him anyway, and An Mengyi doesn't want him to really fall into the hands of such a sinister girl.

"I remember, you are the classmate who showed me the way just now, I really want to thank you, the way you showed me, I really found Professor Song." An Mengyi had a faint smile on her face, His eyes were cold.

Zhong Man's face froze, and he said with a dry smile, "It would be great if I could help you with a little effort."

"It's you who told Mengyi that I'm in the office here?" Song Sizhe's face suddenly became serious, "But you clearly know that I'm out of school, why are you lying to me?"

Zhong Man's face turned pale, and he hesitated and said, "I just forgot at the time, really, I didn't mean it."

"Sister, please forgive me, I really didn't mean it." Zhong Man said pitifully, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"What do I forgive you for? In fact, it's nothing. I just accidentally suffered from heatstroke." An Mengyi said calmly, "All this is due to you."

"Sister, I've already told you I'm sorry, why are you still embarrassing me?" Zhong Man looked unbelievable, interpreting the image of Xiao Bailian very thoroughly.

Song Sizhe's eyes were filled with deep disgust, "Zhong Man, I really didn't know you had become like this now."

"Brother Song, how can you think of me like this." Zhong Manlihua said with rain, "Since you don't believe me, then I'll just go."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Man ran out crying, not knowing that someone had bullied her.

"I'm sorry Mengyi, Zhong Man is just young and ignorant, so don't take it to heart." Song Sizhe said.

If it wasn't for the fact that his mother dragged him to take care of this relative, Song Sizhe simply didn't want to talk to him.

"I'm in my twenties, how childish can I be?" An Mengyi said lightly.

She had no other purpose, just to remind Song Sizhe that he could see clearly.

"Mengyi, did you come to see me today?" Song Sizhe asked.