Yuyang came upstairs. In the small studio that was converted from the conference room, Mengmeng was sitting in front of the drawing board with her back turned, focusing on drawing.
Jia Li and Yu Yang, who were following, looked at each other. It was obvious that Meng Meng had gained weight and her hair had grown longer. She had it braided into a low ponytail and was wearing a skirt and nine-point trousers. She looked very girlish.
Looking at it this way, Mengmeng is so soft and fleshy, which adds to her invincible cuteness.
"Mengmeng," Jia Li called her,
Mengmeng turned around, her eyes were particularly beautiful in the halo, and her braid was also thrown in front of her head. At first she was unfamiliar, then she became indifferent and turned her head away.
Jiali came closer and squatted next to her, "Why are you so heartless? I know you have lost your memory, but your mother-in-law never forgot," he said, handing her a cigarette, feeling as skillful as before.
Mengmeng stretched out her hand to take it, but Jia Li put it directly to her lips. Mengmeng held the cigarette in her mouth and said vaguely, "Are you from Zhongdu?"
Yuyang has already walked over, with her hands behind her back, bending down to look at her painting. Jia Li looked at Yuyang, then looked at her with a smile, "That's Yuyang, your dearest uncle. I used to always be the elder uncle, but now you really don't remember it at all?"
She lit the cigarette with her, Mengmeng took a puff and looked at Yuyang, as if searching for the impression in her memory; Yuyang also looked at her, and suddenly came close, pressing his forehead against hers, "When you come to Dadu, I am the closest to you." Yes, why did you forget..." He picked her up, put his palms behind her head, and rubbed his face, and walked towards the window as he spoke.
Mengmeng still held a cigarette between her fingers, "Are you Yuan Yao's son?"
Yuyang nodded, "You must have remembered this. Your grandfather is my mother's cousin, so you call me uncle."
Mengmeng pouted, "But you didn't even protect me, and you're here now..." How can you not dig into Yuyang's heart when you say this! Mengmeng's words were actually her thinking. You are such a powerful person, and you say that I am the closest to you. Why did you come here after I suffered such a big sin? But in Yuyang's ears, it is unparalleled warmth and heart-wrenching feeling. No matter how hard you ask him to let her go, he becomes increasingly reluctant to let her go...
Yuyang kissed her hard, "It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of you..."
Jia Li sat in front of the drawing board where Meng Meng was sitting just now. Looking at Yu Yang and her on the other side, he felt warm and heartwarming, but he also understood Yu Yang's struggle. In his position, he couldn't have too much freedom, in every aspect. , there are too many things to think about...
"What do you want, Mengmeng, what do you want most now,"
Yuyang raised her head and shook her gently. Maybe her heart was too confused this time, and Yuyang was eager to please her.
Mengmeng was smoking a cigarette, being held up by him, looking out the window, pouting with a trace of hatred.
"Go to Zhongdu and tell Lu An that you are my uncle, not hers!"
How childish! This is not a deep grudge. Lu Meng asked him to say this, just to declare, "I am the most legitimate granddaughter of Lu Daixu, and you, Lu An, are neither!"
Yuyang looked at her, why didn't she come over immediately? Her memory was so confused that she couldn't even remember that Lu An was dead... But Yuyang was too passionate at this time. For Mengmeng, it didn't matter if he wanted to go crazy again. No!
Yuyang hugged her tightly, "Okay, let me go and tell you, Mengmeng, you are mine, you are my only one..."
Oh, it is indeed crazy. Whoever sees what happens next will not think it is crazy...
Yuyang must have picked her up,
Behind the heavy curtains on the third floor, Chan Ling stood, watching them step into the car.
Chanling picked up the phone,
Call me listen to the fish,
"Yuyang picked her up."
Tingyu said, "Kerry just called me and they will come here."
After hearing this, Can Ling obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "She has a conscience." It seems that the "race against time" and "vaccination" at the front have taken effect. Meng Meng "go home" and see what Yuyang is now. I won't go against her will.
"Thank you, Chanling." Tingyu said, very sincerely.
Can Ling said nothing and hung up.
