The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"What do I take him for?" Mu Yuansheng said, "He will follow you, so I can rest assured."

Meng Ying finally said nothing.

After breakfast, the two walked out together. Nansang was already waiting outside.

Mu Yuansheng drove by himself. Before getting into the car, he kissed Meng Ying, and then reminded Nan Sang, "Be careful in everything."

Nan Sang nodded.

Now we have to guard against the three brothers and sisters of the Yan family. In any case, it is correct to be careful.

Mu Yuansheng drove the car away first, Nan Sang opened the door of the back seat, and Meng Ying got into the car with an indifferent expression.

That night, Nansang regretted sending out the message, but unfortunately he couldn't withdraw it.

He should send WeChat.

Fortunately, I haven't seen each other for a few days, otherwise he will be even more embarrassed.

Along the way, Meng Ying did not speak.

The car was parked downstairs in the company, and Meng Ying did not rush to get out of the car.

She said, "Namsang, thank you."

Nan Sang looked at her from the rearview mirror, and she looked at him too.

At the moment when his eyes collided, Nan Sang felt guilty.

Meng Ying did not say that he would meet someone who loves him, and he also loves.

He likes her, she can't use such words to dismiss him.

It's better to be straightforward.

Thank you for your love, thank you for your love.

Thank him for telling his mind in that way, thank him for restraining his mind and not doing anything embarrassing her.

Nan Sang's thank you to him was undoubtedly another invisible knife that pierced his heart.

But he couldn't show it.

Meng Ying pushed the car door and walked into the company.

Nan Sang sat in the car, looking at her back, his heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

The text he sent that day was based on Jiujin and mustered the courage to edit a paragraph.

That was his first confession, and it will be the only time.

Since then, they have maintained the status quo, as if nothing had happened.

Nansang slowly loosened his grip on the steering wheel and drove the car to the parking lot.

…

Mu Yuansheng called Meng Ying and said that he would not get home until about ten o'clock.

After Meng Ying got off work, she invited Qingcheng to eat. Lan Chen had something to do, but didn't come.

Nansang asked her to finish her meal and called him.

Qingcheng took the initiative to call for a drink, and Meng Ying was very puzzled.

"I want to be bold." Qingcheng poured a full glass.

Meng Ying frowned.

"At night, I'll go to him." Qingcheng said, "It's too uncomfortable. I'm like a boat floating on the sea. I can never get to the shore."

"I found the harbor by myself, work harder, and lean in."

"Um."

Meng Ying didn't drink much, Qingcheng drank a lot.

Meng Ying called Nan Sang to pick him up, and then sent Qingcheng to the downstairs where Xu Nianhua lived.

"Come on." Meng Ying squeezed Qingcheng's shoulder, Qingcheng seemed to be a boxer about to enter the ring.

Qingcheng smiled, "I'll work hard. Big deal, put him in night clothes."

Meng Ying squeezed her face lightly, "Russ can be taught."

Qingcheng smiled stupidly.

If she hadn't drunk too much, she would not have said such a thing.

After Meng Ying left, Qingcheng stood downstairs for a long time.

After taking several deep breaths, I walked in.

In the elevator, she simulated several scenes in her mind, thinking whether he would throw him down when he opened the door, or confess to him first?

The elevator door opened, and she was still in a daze.

Xu Nianhua walked in and saw her standing there, dumbfounded and frowned, "Why are you here?"

Qingcheng was shocked when he heard his voice.

Why is he here?

Xu Nianhua frowned, "Did you drink?"

When Qingcheng saw him frown, he became nervous.

I forgot all the simulations I thought about before.