Meng Shao divorced his wife and kept loving him

After returning to the apartment from the nursing home, although Lian Wuyi was relieved that Aunt Sleeping Beauty could continue to stay in the nursing home, she was also relieved because she was worried that she would cause trouble to the degree!

Lian Wuyi returned to Meng Zhiyang's apartment and started tidying up the house after putting the purchased things back at Duo's house.

But when she went in and saw the untouched breakfast on the coffee table in the living room, she walked over to pick it up and sighed in disappointment.

"He clearly said he would eat it, but he still didn't take a bite."

Lian Wuyi muttered to himself, with a little distress and a little loss.

Feeling sorry for him, I don't know if he skipped breakfast and went straight to work, but he always forgot the good things he said to her when he was lost, and didn't remember what he said he would do at all.

Last time he said he wanted to eat at home, but he went out after she cooked, completely forgetting that he said he wanted to eat at home.The same is true for breakfast today. He said he would eat it, but he didn't move.

Maybe it's not that he doesn't remember, but he doesn't like the breakfast she made, right?
It's just that when he went out in the morning, he didn't know why he was so angry. He felt that the atmosphere was normal when she came up in the morning, but in the end he did get angry again.

But what is he angry about?She was so afraid that he would be angry. Whenever he was angry, she worried that it was because she made him unhappy.

Alas, forget it, instead of worrying about gains and losses here, she should do what she should do.Anyway, it's just that she likes him, and he doesn't like her, so it doesn't make any sense for her to add so many messy conjectures.

After Lian Wuyi poured her breakfast into the trash bag, she started to tidy up and clean up. These are the things she has to do now.

In a day, as long as you are serious about doing things, time always passes quickly.

Meng Zhiyang in the company almost forgot the existence of time after he was immersed in his work, and he also forgot that it was time to eat when it was time to eat.

Wu Qian knocked on the door and came in. Holding an insulated box in her hand, she came to Meng Zhiyang who was still typing on the computer and said:

"President Meng, it's time for lunch, I..."

"Order any order."

Meng Zhiyang's eyes did not leave the computer screen. Hearing Wu Qian's words, he thought Wu Qian came to ask him what he wanted to eat.

Wu Qian looked at the insulation box in her hand, and boldly said:

"If Mr. Meng doesn't dislike it, I prepared an extra portion when I prepared the bento in the morning. Do you want to try my home-cooked meal at noon?"

Strictly speaking, she didn't make the bento, but she asked her mother to prepare it. She was only responsible for making the lunch box and putting it on the plate.

Before coming to the company after hearing Meng Zhiyang said that he had eaten at home, Wu Qian thought that Meng Zhiyang might occasionally want to eat home-cooked meals, or was tired of eating lunch boxes.

Therefore, Wu Qian wanted to try to find a different opportunity to get close to Meng Zhiyang's private life.

She likes Meng Zhiyang, but because the relationship between subordinates and subordinates has been maintained for so many years, it has always been business-like. If it is not business-like, she really doesn't know how to start.

She wanted to have business and private affairs with Meng Zhiyang at once, but she knew that Meng Zhiyang only had business affairs with her and had no personal interests.

At least in the eyes of Meng Zhiyang, she is just an assistant, and she can see this very clearly.

But she wanted to try her best, maybe if she did too much, Meng Zhiyang might be able to see her intentions, or it would be possible for her to find a suitable opportunity to directly express her intentions to him.

There is no woman around Meng Zhiyang now, it doesn't mean there will be no women in the future.He is so outstanding, and it is only a matter of minutes that there are equally outstanding women around him.

If there was a woman around him that she couldn't surpass, it would be even harder for her to let him see her.

Meng Zhiyang usually doesn't care about what to eat, but when he heard Wu Qian talking about bento, his mind flashed in the morning that Lian Wuyi wanted to make bento for Xie.

He suddenly frowned, and his displeasure surged up again.

Wu Qian thought that Meng Zhiyang was not happy that she brought him a lunch box, so she hurriedly said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, if you don't want to eat bento, I'll order another lunch box for you, and I'll return it now..."

"Let's put it down, don't waste time."

Wu Qian secretly let go of her hanging heart, and became happy again. She said:
"Then I'll put the bento on the coffee table. If you're not used to eating, I'll order a lunch box for you."

"Ah."

Meng Zhiyang didn't have anything extra to say, and continued typing on the keyboard. He still had a few important emails that he needed to reply personally.

Wu Qian understood Meng Zhiyang's work habits, so even if she was somewhat disappointed as usual, she could only quit silently as usual.

Meng Zhiyang didn't notice Wu Qian's secret sadness, and he didn't know when Wu Qian went out.

He didn't rub his temples until he finished processing the emails to reply, and then raised his hand to look at his watch, it was getting closer.

His stomach was aching, he remembered that he hadn't had lunch yet, and he got up to eat a lunch box on the sofa.

But as soon as he got up, his stomach suddenly throbbed.He gritted his teeth. He had had an upset stomach before, but he had never felt this bad.

He stroked his stomach, and waited for the pain to subside before he walked to the sofa and sat down.

After looking at the unfamiliar insulated box, he thought for a while, and then remembered that his assistant Wu Qian seemed to have said something about bento.

It doesn't matter what, Meng Zhiyang opened the insulated box, the first layer is steamed pork ribs, the second layer is baby vegetables in thick soup, and the third layer is white rice.

After arranging them one by one, Meng Zhiyang ate casually, but after a few mouthfuls, he felt a little bit hard to swallow.

It's not that the food is not tasty, in fact, the taste is not bad, but when he sees these home-cooked dishes, his taste buds will think of the dishes made by Lian Wuyi.

Although he can't eat much, he has only drank water since morning, and he really needs to replenish energy, so he still tries to let himself eat more.

Originally, he had breakfast in the morning, but because he was so cheap and helpless, he was even angry at the breakfast she brought, so he didn't want to touch it anymore.

After eating half of the meal, Meng Zhiyang couldn't eat anymore, because his stomach was very uncomfortable, and it might be even more uncomfortable to eat.

He casually threw the rest of the meal on the coffee table and leaned back on the sofa. He put his left hand on his stomach and pressed it gently, waiting for the discomfort to subside...

In the end, he found that the stomach discomfort not only did not subside, but also showed signs of aggravation.

Just as he frowned to endure the discomfort and wanted to return to his desk to work, Wang Jun knocked on the door and came in.

He walked to the sofa and sat opposite Meng Zhiyang, looked at the food on the coffee table, and saw that it was the bento he brought, he asked in some surprise:

"You even brought bento?"

Meng Zhiyang took a deep breath, not in the mood to discuss any bento, he endured the pain and asked:
"What's up?"

Wang Jun shrugged and said:
"It's nothing, I just finished my work, come here... Hey, what's wrong with you, you look so ugly?"

Wang Jun suddenly noticed that Meng Zhiyang's face was pale and uncomfortable, he lost all desire to chat, and looked at Meng Zhiyang with concern.

Taking another breath, Meng Zhiyang said:
"It's okay, I'm just a little sick to my stomach."

"Then hurry up... Forget it, I'll send someone to bring stomach medicine, you take the medicine first and see if it can relieve it?"

Wang Jun wanted to send him to the hospital at first, but then he remembered that Meng Zhiyang hated the hospital very much, unless he passed out from the pain, it was impossible for him to go to the hospital.

"No, I should be fine after I go home and rest."

Meng Zhiyang didn't think about going home at first, but he felt that if he stayed in the office, he might not be able to work efficiently.

"Don't be brave, taking medicine doesn't mean you need to go to the hospital."

Wang Jun was a little anxious, regardless of whether Meng Zhiyang agreed or not, he got up and left Meng Zhiyang's office and came back not long after, with a medicine kit in his hand, and Wu Qian came in with a glass of water.

As soon as Wang Jun put the medicine box on the coffee table, Wu Qian quickly opened the medicine box and found the stomach medicine, then poured out two medicines according to the instructions and handed them to Meng Zhiyang, saying:
"Mr. Meng, you should take the medicine first."

Seeing that Meng Zhiyang seemed really uncomfortable, Wu Qian looked worried, she hadn't noticed that Meng Zhiyang was uncomfortable just now.

Wu Qian looked at the bento again, she didn't finish half of it, probably because Meng Zhiyang's stomach felt uncomfortable before eating it.

The medicine was already in front of him, Meng Zhiyang didn't bother to say no to it, he simply took the medicine and drank it with the warm water brought in by Wu Qian.

"Okay, I'll go home after a short rest, don't worry about me."

Meng Zhiyang clutched his stomach and leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, enduring the still uncomfortable stomach.

"I'll take you back when you're better, and you can rest well in bed."

Wang Jun said with concern.

"Why don't you let me drive Mr. Meng back? There will be an important meeting later. If Mr. Meng is not here, Mr. Wang will be required to preside over the meeting."

Wu Qian reminded Wang Jun of the meeting in the afternoon. Firstly, the meeting really needed someone to host it. Secondly, Wu Qian also wanted to take the opportunity to participate in Meng Zhiyang's private life.By taking him home, she can also see where he lives.

Wang Jun looked at Wu Qian and smiled. There was indeed a meeting in the afternoon.But the time started at four o'clock, now it's less than two o'clock, even if he comes back after sending Meng Zhiyang off, he can still make it in time for the meeting.

Wu Qian rushed to send Meng Zhiyang off, it's not hard to see that she had selfish motives.

It's just that Wu Qian may not know Meng Zhiyang well enough. If Meng Zhiyang has thoughts about her other than business affairs, she won't wait until now to remain indifferent.

Although Wang Jun somewhat guessed that Wu Qian had personal feelings for Meng Zhiyang, he didn't think Wu Qian could get what she wanted, at least he knew that Meng Zhiyang didn't fall in love with a woman so easily.

Meng Zhiyang doesn't even care about a perfect woman like Zhuo Ruge, and he doesn't know what kind of woman he should be interested in!
Moreover, compared to women, Meng Zhiyang seems to love work more, so Wu Qian may just be in love for nothing.

Originally, Wang Jun couldn't bear to let Wu Qian seize the opportunity, but Meng Zhiyang made Wu Qian's selfishness unsatisfied, and he refused:

"None of you need to send me off, I'll go back by myself."

"But you can't drive."

Wang Jun didn't want to agree to let him drive back by himself.

"Okay, I'm better, I can do it myself."

Meng Zhiyang did feel less uncomfortable, he stood up, picked up his coat and walked out by himself without saying anything.

Wu Qian wanted to follow, but Wang Jun stopped this time:
"Forget it, let him go back by himself."

At this time, Meng Zhiyang didn't like having other people around the most, because he didn't want people to see him as weak, so he said he wanted to go home, because the home was quiet enough.

Although Wu Qian has selfish intentions, it's not easy to catch up. After all, everyone in the company knows Meng Zhiyang's uncompromising character.

It's just that she was still secretly worried about Meng Zhiyang, and she didn't know if he would really recover after a sleep?