Give you heartbeat, return to hell

In silence, Tang Wanjun nodded.

Seeing that she didn't refuse again, Meng Yichen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go."

When approaching the car, the man took the first step, opened the door gentlemanly, and the woman bent over the car calmly, with a calm expression on her face.

"Thank you."

Meng Yichen's heart ached, but he didn't say anything more.

Long, long ago, they weren't like that.

At that time, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she always smiled at him like a flower, and she would call him brother sweetly.

But in the end he ruined them.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

If he hadn't done that at the beginning, maybe the situation like this wouldn't have happened.

With a sigh in his heart, Meng Yichen returned to the car and started the engine.

Speechless all the way.

"Just here?"

After a long time, a man's voice sounded, and Tang Wanjun raised her eyes to look out the window, and the huge signboard flashing with neon lights dazzled her eyes.

The current her doesn't match up with such a hotel at all.

"No, just go to Old Street and find a place to live."

"But……"

Meng Yichen wanted to say something more, but when he met her eyes, he finally died down.

…………

In the dim rental house, Tang Wanjun sat wearily on the old sofa with several holes on the side. There was a small wooden bed in the corner not far from her. The surrounding walls showed faint signs of falling off. The cement floor is gray and mottled.

Meng Yichen originally wanted to stay and take care of her, but she firmly refused.

She has always been like this, never dragging her feet.

The lights on the roof were flickering, Tang Wanjun's eyes were dull, staring at the lamp above his head for a long time, and then he blinked his already dry eyes lightly.

so tired...

All this happened so fast that she didn't even have a chance to breathe and think.

What should Tang do?
What should she do?
In a trance, the sky outside the window changed at some point, and the autumn wind was wrapped in drizzle, making people feel cold and heartbroken.

The windows of the rental house were not closed tightly, and the woman did not know how long it had been blown by the wind.

There seemed to be a piece of yellow lotus stuck in her throat, and the wind and rain outside the window was getting more and more severe. Tang Wanjun walked to the window and closed the window forcefully, but the wind still slipped in through the gap.

The dead ginkgo tree outside the window looks bleak in the wind and rain.

After a while, the woman walked into the bathroom.

It is said that the bathroom is actually just a small area in the house divided by wood and glass.

Tang Wanjun turned on the faucet, trying to wash away his tiredness with cold water.

Looking up, she saw herself in the mirror.

The top was covered with meandering creases, and the white folds were mixed with the dust that fell on the ground yesterday. A few strands of hair were messily scattered on the forehead, his eyes were red and swollen, and his face was bloodless.

With this appearance, who can tell that she is the glamorous Miss Tang?
"It's really not easy for you, Tang Wanjun, to look like this family is ruined." The woman laughed at herself.

In the silent space, there was only her voice.

After tidying up, the woman lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

After this sleep, I slept until the next day.

Tang Wanjun was awakened by a knock on the door.

Who else will come at this time?

After tidying up, Tang Wanjun opened the door and saw Meng Yichen standing outside.

Dressed neatly, he was somewhat out of tune with the messy environment around him.

"I brought you breakfast." The man picked up the bag in his hand and shook it at her, "Eat it while it's hot."

The wind and rain outside have not stopped, and the man's gray casual jacket is still covered with rain marks.

"You don't have to be so nice to me."

She has nothing and can't afford to pay it back.

Meng Yichen was stunned for a moment, then put the breakfast on the table as if nothing had happened, patiently untied the knot on the bag, and took out the contents one by one.

When Tang Wanjun came out of the bathroom again, what she saw was Meng Yichen sitting at the dining table waiting for her to have breakfast together.

A lot of memories came to my mind in an instant. When she was in Fu's house, she also sat at the dining table like this every morning, foolishly waiting for Fu Yunshen.

But how many times have you waited for him?
"How many times do I need to say..."

Tang Wanjun pulled herself out of the memory, she stood upright, her thin body was somewhat stubborn.

"Xiao Wan, you've been too tired these two days, take a good rest first, can we talk about something after breakfast?"

"Let me help you once?" Looking at the person opposite with dark circles, Meng Yichen couldn't bear to say.

"Do you know that helping me is against Fu Yunshen?"

As soon as the words Fu Yunshen were mentioned, Tang Wanjun felt indescribably sad.

They used to share the same bed, but now they are full of hatred.

"You know I don't care, not to mention that besides me, few people will make a move now." Meng Yichen's eyes were full of sincerity, "Okay, we'll talk about this later, eat breakfast first."

Tang Wanjun's stomach growled in response to the occasion, she hadn't eaten for a day and a night, acid water had already appeared in her stomach.

But after eating two mouthfuls of fried dough sticks, a feeling of nausea rushed straight up from her stomach, and she immediately put down her things and rushed to the bathroom.

"Xiao Wan, what's the matter with you?" Meng Yichen followed immediately.

Tang Wanjun lay powerlessly in front of the sink, and she vomited out all the food she ate just now.

There seemed to be a hand pulling in the stomach, and the filth in the sink was swirled by the water and sent into the sewer.

"Water." Tang Wanjun yelled weakly, feeling her throat burning like fire.

Meng Yichen immediately ran to the living room to bring a glass of water, and then patted the woman on the back, trying to make her feel better.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just morning sickness."

The woman made no secret of it, directly throwing out this fact.

The man froze suddenly, and after a long time, he said dryly, "Does he know?"

Tang Wanjun retched twice and then nodded.

"know."

Hearing Tang Wanjun's answer, Meng Yichen couldn't help but punched the wall beside him, "Then how could he treat you so heartlessly!?"

Why?She doesn't know either.

The woman laughed at herself.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

"He thought the child was gone..." Tang Wanjun whispered again.

Fu Yunshen couldn't let Fu Yunshen know about this matter, if he knew, this little life might be lost.

"Of course I won't tell him, but Xiaowan, what are you going to do now?"

After a long time, the woman made up her mind, "I would like to ask you to do me a favor. Please help me contact our business partners who have a deep relationship with our Tang Corporation. I want to talk to them and see if I can ask them for help."

The company that my father managed to run with great difficulty must not be wiped out because of Tang Rou!
Now that it's not easy for her to come forward in such a situation, I'm afraid no one will accept her appointment, but Meng Yichen is different.

Although the Meng family has been developing abroad for these years, they still have a place in the domestic business circle and have a certain right to speak.

If the young master of the Meng family came forward to invite her, the success rate would naturally be much higher than that of the powerless young lady of the Tang family.

And when she heard that she had something to ask, how could Meng Yichen refuse, so he took it all without saying a word.

The man's work efficiency is not low. In the evening, he sent the time and place of the meeting to Tang Wanjun's mobile phone.

Looking at this text message, Tang Wanjun clutched the phone tightly.

Just tonight.

Success or failure, or in one fell swoop.