Meng Shao divorced his wife and kept loving him

In the eyes of others, there are also people who have changed in life and Meng Zhiyang who has completely inherited and taken charge of Montessori!

The person who is most aware of his changes is his combat effectiveness who has been his special assistant for two years.

Since Meng Zhiyang officially took over Montessori, Combat Li almost never got off work and went home to rest before ten o'clock. Even on weekends, he had to work overtime in the company with his desperate big boss, Meng Zhiyang.

Today is Sunday, and likewise, the combatants are working hard at their jobs.

In fact, as Meng Zhiyang's special assistant, as long as Meng Zhiyang has endless things to do, he will naturally have nothing to do.

No, two hours ago Meng Zhiyang confessed the information he wanted, and he immediately took it to Meng Zhiyang as soon as he sorted it out.

When Combat Li sent the documents to Meng Zhiyang, he was not surprised to see that the dinner he had prepared for the big boss at seven o'clock was neglected and left in the "desolate place" where he was not to be seen.

Looking at the combat power, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. He glanced at the lunch box that had been cold for a long time, and then at the big boss who was tirelessly still working hard. He left Meng Zhiyang's office without a word. .

Five minutes later, the combat power came in again. He put a cup of soaked oatmeal in front of Meng Zhiyang, and said helplessly:
"President, can you have a drink for your face?"

Meng Zhiyang looked up at Combat Power, and then stared at the cup of porridge. He raised his eyebrows and realized that Combat Power was reminding him that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Maybe it was after the meal, but he didn't feel hungry.He is now living his life back to his original self.He puts all his thoughts on his work so that he can live "without distracting thoughts".

"President, this is a cup of oatmeal. It's for your stomach, not for viewing. Besides, if you stare at it, it won't bloom."

Seeing Meng Zhiyang staring at the oatmeal in a daze, Combat Power couldn't help "disturbing" his concentration.He was worried that if the president of his family continued to look at it, the oatmeal would be too mushy for people to eat.

Meng Zhiyang came back to his senses, but he didn't mean to drink the porridge, he just said:

"Come here today, I will drive home by myself, you can get off work."

"Thank you for your great kindness, CEO, but before I leave, please let me see that the porridge I have worked so hard for has successfully arrived at your precious body."

Combat Li laughed and enthusiastically pushed the oatmeal a little closer to Meng Zhiyang.He doesn't care if he can go home and rest now, he cares more about Meng Zhiyang's willingness to eat something than going home.

Meng Zhiyang looked at the combat power that was sloppy but could not be refused. He knew that if he didn't drink this cup of oatmeal, the combat power would definitely smash him to the end.

Since the last time he had a stomachache and was discovered by Combat Li, Combat Li was like a dick's aunt who took care of his three meals a day.Just because he now spends more time in the company than at home.Now that home is to him as it was a long time ago, just a place where he sleeps!

For a while, that home was a place that he was very attached to.His three meals a day are on time because of that person, and his sleep is satisfied because of that person.Just returning to that home, all his senses are warm!
Now, that person is no longer in his life.Without that man's house, he never ate at home again.Also, maybe that house was freezing again, so his insomnia came back to him!

He tried hard to forget all the short-term beauty, he tried to get used to going back to the past without that person.But it was really not easy, so he got carried away with work, because only work can make him numb his feelings!

But numbness made him have a dull attitude towards other trivial matters in life except work.Just like the oatmeal porridge that Combat Force insists on drinking now, he can almost ignore the taste in the mouth.

However, after he lowered his stomach, he frowned.But he frowned not because he couldn't drink the porridge, but because his stomach was signaling protest.

Seeing Meng Zhiyang subconsciously clutching his stomach, the combat power almost couldn't help getting angry, but he could only silently prepare stomach medicine and warm water for Meng Zhiyang.

Meng Zhiyang didn't refuse. After taking the medicine, he wanted to stay for a while and let the combat power leave first.But the fighting power did not go away, and he insisted on sending him home first.

Meng Zhiyang is already used to the fighting power of the chicken woman, and he is actually very tired, so he arranges according to the fighting power.

Fighting force sent Meng Zhiyang to the apartment and found that Meng Zhiyang fell asleep in the car.

Looking at Meng Zhiyang's brows that were tightly locked even in sleep, Combat Li sighed silently.He knew that Meng Zhiyang had been suppressing the pain that could not be relieved, and the root of that pain was something that Meng Zhiyang was not even allowed to mention~ Lian Wuyi!
But the more Meng Zhiyang shows his hatred for Lian Wuyi, the more he understands that he can't forget Lian Wuyi.He doesn't want to mention Lian Wuyi not because of how much he hates, but because he thinks more and has more feelings!It's just that Meng Zhiyang won't admit his true feelings.

He didn't have the heart to disturb the sleeping Meng Zhiyang, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for Meng Zhiyang to wake up.

While waiting, Combat Li heard Meng Zhiyang suddenly whisper: Wuyi, come back!

Combat Li opened his eyes and looked back at Meng Zhiyang who still had his eyes closed.Maybe it was a bad dream, but Meng Zhiyang slept very unsteadily, even the temples were sweating!

"President, President...!" Fighting force shouted!

Meng Zhiyang shook his head, opened his eyes and woke up.It took him a while to realize that he had just fallen asleep and had a dream, in which... there was her!
Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Meng Zhiyang got out of the car without saying anything.

Combat Li got out of the car, and before Meng Zhiyang went far, Combat Li shouted:
"President..."

Meng Zhiyang looked back at the combat power, and waited for him to speak wordlessly.

The combat power hesitated for a while, but still said seriously:
"Since you can't let go of Madam so much, why don't you go find it? Maybe Madam is waiting for you too!"

Combat strength is actually unclear about what happened between Meng Zhiyang and Lian Wuyi.He only knew that after Lian Wuyi left, Meng Zhiyang turned himself into a working machine.His demands on work are getting higher and higher, and he himself is decisive, but the employees below are secretly complaining, and they can hardly keep up with his rhythm.Sometimes even the fighting strength feels that it is not easy to keep up with Meng Zhiyang's work efficiency.

But such an efficient Meng Zhiyang is not happy, he didn't smile much at first, let alone now.If it wasn't for his handsome face, no one would want to see that cold look.

It has been almost two years, how Meng Zhiyang became numb and tasteless, the combat effectiveness could not be more clear.He really didn't want Meng Zhiyang to continue like this, so he couldn't help but mention Lian Wuyi again in front of Meng Zhiyang.

When Meng Zhiyang heard the words of combat power, his heart, which was already uncomfortable, became even more uncomfortable, and his stomach also felt uncomfortable.

Maybe it was because he was really uncomfortable, but Meng Zhiyang turned around and entered the elevator without saying anything.

Combat Power let out a helpless breath again, he cared about Meng Zhiyang, but he didn't know what to do other than being a special assistant to Meng Zhiyang at work.

He tried to tell Meng Yibo about the bad situation of Meng Zhiyang, but who knew that Meng Yibo, who had always regarded Meng Zhiyang as a treasure, was not worried about Meng Zhiyang's "life and death" at all.On the contrary, the sea is broad and the sky is lofty, and Meng Zhiyang is free to suffer on his own.

Strange to say, the combat power is still wondering why Meng Yibo resigned from the position of president early and handed it over to Meng Zhiyang to worry about the whole Mengshi.

Just retreat, it should be more leisurely to retreat.But what the combat power can't understand is that it is difficult for him to meet Meng Yibo now, because Meng Yibo always says that he is not free, so don't bother him when he is fine.

What can a retired old man with two sleeves be busy with?No matter how busy he is, can he be so busy that he doesn't even care about the life and death of his precious nephew?Lie ghost!

But as the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, and the combat power knows that no matter how much he worries, it is nothing to worry about.

Since he can't worry about the big boss, let's worry less!He only hoped that such tasteless Meng Zhiyang would return to normal quickly, he wanted to be with a boss with flesh and blood, not a cold robot.

What's more, he really hopes that Meng Zhiyang can be happy!

At this time, Meng Zhiyang, who was silently cared about by the combat power, was lying lifeless on the bed.He is tired, but sober!

Looking sideways at the other side of the bed, he slowly moved his body over.He smelled the smell of another pillow, but it was not the smell he remembered, but he still buried his head on the unoccupied pillow and took a deep breath.

Lian Wuyi!All the traces left by this woman in this room, which he was angry with and hated in his heart, constantly invaded his memory.She left cleanly, but what would he do when he was beaten up by her and left behind?
He wanted to hate her, but he really wanted to love her!But when he wanted to love her, he would feel angry again.In this way, in the pain of love and hate, he spent hundreds of days and nights.

He doesn't know where she is, is she living well?But since she left by herself, she can always survive, right?

But what if she's having a bad time?What if she still cries from time to time?He remembered that the last time he looked at her, she was crying.

The picture of her crying will always appear in his mind, he doesn't want to think about it, but he can't help but think of her crying.

The more he thought about it, the more lucid Meng Zhiyang's head became, until a little drowsiness hit him, he knew that the sky outside had begun to turn white!
After he fell asleep, he felt that it didn't take long before he was awakened by the sound of his mobile phone.

Because he didn't sleep soundly at first, Meng Zhiyang quickly woke up and picked up his phone to look at it. The caller was Nangong Lin who would contact him if he had anything to do.

Early in the morning, Meng Zhiyang didn't understand why Nangong Lin called him, but he still answered the call after clearing himself up...!