The Return of the Daughter: The President's Adorable Wife

"Hi, this is Boulogne, may I help you?"

"I want to reserve a seat for two at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of your hotel tomorrow night. Are there any seats available?" Lin Meng asked knowingly.

"Hello, let me check, please wait a moment."

Aren't there a lot of people calling to make an appointment these two days, why do we need to check?

After a while, there was a reply from the other end of the phone: "Hello, there is still a place. Would you like to confirm the appointment?"

……

Didn't you say there is no more?

Lin Meng hurriedly confirmed again: "I'm talking about tomorrow, May 5th, the evening seats at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Boulogne. Are there really any seats left?"

"Yes, and, would you like to make an appointment?"

"To..." Lin Meng was a little dazed.

"I have already made an appointment for you. Is there anything else Ms. Lin needs?"

"No, goodbye..."

"Goodbye."

Because she was too shocked, Lin Meng didn't notice that the hotel waiter knew her surname was Lin.

Hanging up the phone and lying on the bed, Lin Meng didn't have the heart to tell Lin Hui the news, lest he go crazy again.

At this time, Gu Chenfeng called.

"Hello?" Lin Meng said with a guilty conscience.

"It's me." Gu Chenfeng's voice was deep and magnetic.

Lin Meng sat up straight from the bed with her slightly messy hair: "Mr. Gu..."

"Hmm... is the injury on your hand healed?"

"The scab has faded away." Lin Meng said as she waved her left hand, as if Gu Chenfeng was standing opposite her and could see it.

"Well. Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, I will send Xiao Mo to pick you up." Gu Chenfeng said again.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Gu."

"You're welcome."

……

Silence spread between the two of them, and the topic seemed to be exhausted at once.

In fact, Lin Meng really wanted to ask about what the old man mentioned two days ago, but she was afraid that if she asked, Gu Chenfeng would feel that she couldn't wait to climb up to the Gu family.

Now it's good to be simple ordinary friends with Gu Chenfeng.

Lin Meng was afraid that if the distance between the two of them got closer, such a delicate relationship would be broken, and they would not even be friends.

Her birth was doomed that she would never have many beautiful things, so even if it was a little bit warm, Lin Meng would habitually take care of it.

Every time she saw herself like this, Lin Meng felt sad.

After every sorrow, it still continues like moths to a flame.

It was like an endless loop that couldn't be untied, she could only watch herself step by step looking for an exit that couldn't exist at all.

There is no redemption.

Finally, it was Gu Chenfeng who spoke first: "Have you eaten yet?"

A very common inquiry.

Lin Meng clutched her hungry stomach and fell on the bed, saying duplicity: "Eat."

"Don't lie down after eating."

Gu Chenfeng seemed to be at the scene, Lin Meng immediately stood up from the bed and sat up straight: "Of course, I'm not that lazy."

"It will accumulate food." Gu Chenfeng seemed to be explaining that he didn't mean to imply Lin Meng's laziness when he said not to lie down.

Lin Meng smiled: "Yeah. Has Mr. Gu eaten?"

Gu Chenfeng looked at the leftovers on the dining table coldly, a flame ignited in his heart: "No."

"Then Mr. Gu, go eat early, it's getting late." Lin Meng sincerely instructed.

Just as the flame ignited in Gu Chenfeng's heart, it flickered twice in the wind and then went out: "Yes."

"...Then I won't disturb Mr. Gu for dinner, goodbye." Lin Meng remembered that Gu Chenfeng didn't like people disturbing him when he was eating.

"Goodbye."

Gu Chenfeng looked at the hung up phone on the phone screen, his eyes dim.

The next day soon came, Lin Meng chose a light blue sleeveless knee-length dress, and while she was free in the afternoon, she made a big curl for her long hair with a curling iron.

Speaking of which, Lin Meng suddenly remembered that when she first met Gu Chenfeng in the United States, she seemed to have such curly hair as well.

It was just a whim then, and now...

Looking at herself in the mirror, Lin Meng was a little confused.

On May 5th, although Gu Chenfeng said that the situation was calm, and he looked like he just happened to be free, but after these few days, Lin Meng still couldn't help but think about it.

She is not a monk with a calm mind. Facing such an outstanding person, there is no woman who will not think too much.

However, in Lin Meng's overthinking, there was an extra sense of reason that she hated and was grateful for.

She hates this rationality that clearly draws a gap between her and Gu Chenfeng, making her dare not even have a dream; but she is also fortunate that it is precisely because of this rationality that it protects her from falling in love with her in the future. The damage caused by Gu Chenfeng.

520...

Is Gu Chenfeng just pretending, or is it real...

"Mengmeng, what's the date today?"

"20, what's wrong?"

"How many months?"

"October."

"so……"

"Okay, Chen Feng, 520!"

"520!"

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Lin Meng closed her eyes, as if she could still feel the gentle kiss on her eyes from this conversation that appeared in her mind for some reason.

Those things never happened in the last life.

However, it's true that it just seems like it happened yesterday.

In addition to the constant nightmares, is there such a delusion in the sequelae of rebirth?

It was as if Lin Meng still dreamed that Han Yide questioned her in the previous life why she had ambiguity with Gu Chenfeng, even though she and Gu Chenfeng had only a handful of words in that life.

and many more!

Lin Meng suddenly found that she couldn't remember many details of her previous life.

She remembered that Lin Hui was dead, but she couldn't recall the details of Lin Hui's funeral.

She remembered that Han Yide asked her for the authority of Xuanhua Company, but she couldn't remember the details of giving him authority.

She still remembered that Ye Qian appeared at her wedding...

At that time, it happened that the asthma relapsed, and Gu Chenfeng sent her to the hospital.Lin Meng caught Ye Qian's figure at the moment when the car door was about to be closed.

In her last life, Lin Meng always thought that it might just be that she didn't see the truth when she got sick.After all, she and Ye Qian hated each other to the extreme, so how could Ye Qian come to her wedding.

But, thinking about it now, what if Ye Qian came to make trouble?

Even... Her sudden asthma at that time might be caused by Ye Qian's hands and feet.

At that time, Han Yide and Ye Qian should have hooked up.Therefore, after Gu Chenfeng sent her to the hospital, she could not be cured and left the hospital, maybe it was thanks to these two people.

Lin Meng's hands and feet were suddenly cold.

It turned out that she had already been calculated at that time.

The doorbell rang suddenly, waking Lin Meng up from his wild thoughts.

A figure of a man appeared on the doorbell videophone screen, and Lin Meng recognized it as Xiao Mo.Looking back at the clock hanging on the wall, it was exactly six o'clock, exactly right.