"Have you brought all your luggage out? Do you have enough thick clothes in winter? It will have to cool down tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Seeing that she was wearing pajamas, Yu Qiao asked with concern, wondering if she had not enough clothes.
In fact, Mu Wanqing didn't bring any thick clothes with her. Even the coral velvet pajamas she was wearing were brought to her by an errand boy who was sent by Ye Huan after she got home.
She had never expected that her life would become such an embarrassment.
"Yes, that's enough. Besides, I don't have to go out." She was too embarrassed to tell the truth, so she smiled to save face.
Yu Qiaoduo was shrewd and saw that she was lying at a glance, so he immediately took out his mobile phone: "I will transfer five thousand yuan to you first, and it will be used as an advance salary."
"Jojo! No-"
"Don't be polite to me. I also hope that you will be my assistant well and don't fall ill from the cold and delay your work." As she spoke, Yu Qiao had already transferred the money to her.
"You go ahead and eat. I have to go back to spend time with my child. If you need anything, you can tell me anytime."
Yu Qiao acted vigorously and resolutely, and it took less than ten minutes from the time he walked in to the time he left.
After sending Yu Qiao away, Mu Wanqing looked at the five thousand yuan on her phone and was suddenly moved to tears.
Ye Huan came over during the day, knowing her predicament, and offered to lend her money, but she refused.
My best friend is not working now and lives a life with her palms facing up. Money is the most sensitive topic between them as a couple.
She refused to accept it. Ye Huan was afraid of hurting her self-esteem, so he didn't force it. He just asked an errand boy to bring her a package of things after returning home - thick pajamas, a warm baby, and a brand new pair of woolen cotton shoes - Afraid of freezing her.
Life gave her storms, but in this tattered patchwork, she gained the most sincere and touching friendship.
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A person's life is very simple and peaceful, except for missing his children.
There were already more than ten packets of breast milk in the freezer section of the refrigerator. Mu Wanqing wanted to send it back to the children, but she was afraid of meeting Wen Zhan and was even more afraid of never returning.
After thinking about it, she took the initiative to call Aunt Zhou and made an appointment for a time and place to meet.
In the burger restaurant, Aunt Zhou was very excited when she saw Mu Wanqing: "Madam, where do you live? It's so cold today. Don't freeze outside. You'd better go home!"
"Aunt Zhou, I'm fine. You don't have to worry." Mu Wanqing thanked Aunt Zhou for her concern and picked up a reusable bag. "This is breast milk. I pay attention to hygiene. There will be no problem."
Thinking about the harm caused to the children by carrying milk last time, Mu Wanqing was extra careful when expressing milk now and kept it in the refrigerator away from other food.
"Okay." Aunt Zhou nodded and took the breast milk. Seeing that her clothes were a little thin, she said awkwardly, "I originally wanted to bring you some clothes, but I was afraid..."
She didn't finish her words, but Mu Wanqing understood and comforted her with a smile: "No, I won't be cold and hungry, don't worry."
"Then you...really don't want to go back?"
"I won't reply. Please take good care of the babies. If anything happens, tell me as soon as possible." Mu Wanqing really wanted to ask more about the children, but she was afraid that the more she knew, the more she would become soft-hearted. I regretted taking this step.
So after saying these words, before Aunt Zhou could respond, she got up and left in a hurry.
It was windy and snowy, and she was wearing a hat, which blocked most of her sight. She did not notice the Rolls-Royce parked on the street.
Wen Zhan was sitting in a warm and comfortable luxury car, looking through the icy window glass at the women huddled in a group and walking hurriedly on the street, with a cold face and dark eyes.
Aunt Zhou came back soon, sat in the passenger compartment, turned around and reported: "Third Young Master, my wife is here to deliver breast milk to me."
"Um."
Aunt Zhou looked at the male host looking out the window, and understood in her heart. After careful consideration, she said: "I feel that the wife seems to regret running away from home. Should the third young master go to persuade her again? No woman can listen to soft words, the third young master Stop coaxing, my wife will definitely change her mind."
Wen Zhan turned a deaf ear and said coldly: "Go home."
Aunt Zhou: "..."
Yi Hang responded, flicked the steering wheel, and the Rolls-Royce merged into the main road.
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Mu Wanqing said goodbye to Aunt Zhou and received a call from Zhou Yiru on the way home.
"Xiaoqing, I heard that you moved out?"
She was surprised, "How do you know?"
Zhou Yiru smiled and said, "That Miss Yu added my WeChat account, and she said it's been two days since you moved out."
Mu Wanqing was a little surprised.
The last time the three of them met downstairs in the apartment, Zhou Yiru handed over his business card just out of social courtesy. He didn't expect that Yu Qiao would directly add the other party's WeChat.
However, this kind of thing is quite in line with Yu Qiao's character.
"Yes, I have moved out, but I haven't divorced yet. It may take some time." Mu Wanqing told the truth about her situation.
In fact, she had been hesitating and struggling in the past two days, wondering whether to ask Zhou Yiru for help.
Wen Zhan would definitely not break up with her peacefully. He tortured her to the point of losing half of her life that night, and then went back on his word the next day. Now that she has moved out, the two of them cannot see each other, let alone talk about divorce.
Now the only way to resolve this matter is through litigation.
But it's not easy to find a reliable lawyer. The only person she can turn to is Zhou Yiru.
Zhou Yiru is also a smart person. Hearing her take the initiative to mention the divorce, he understood something in his heart, so he suggested: "If he refuses to divorce, then you can only go to the court and file a lawsuit."
"I've also thought about it...but, since he is so powerful, I'm afraid no lawyer will represent him -" Moreover, she was also worried that if this matter spread, it would lead to negative consequences.
Zhou Yiru immediately said: "I will arrange the lawyer's matters. Don't worry, I will definitely let you regain your freedom."
Mu Wanqing was waiting for this, but when the other party said it readily, she became worried again: "Brother Zhou, Wen Zhan... is very vengeful. I'm afraid he knows this..."
Zhou Yiru smiled and said, "No, I have a way."
He let it slip, making Mu Wanqing curious, "What can I do?"
"It's a long story. I'm on a business trip these days - by the way, Miss Yu has made an appointment to have dinner together on the weekend. I'll tell you the details then."
In fact, Zhou Yiru took the initiative to propose the dinner, but he was afraid that Mu Wanqing would be psychologically burdened, so he said it was Yu Qiao who brought it up.
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she felt a little confused.
Does Yu Qiao's overly proactive behavior mean anything to Zhou Yiru?
After hanging up the phone, she told Yu Qiao on WeChat that Zhou Yiru called her.
Yu Qiao quickly replied: [Yes, I added him on WeChat to inquire about something, and by the way, I mentioned that you moved out. I thought he was going to look for you at the apartment. 】
I see……
Although Mu Wanqing was curious about what Yu Qiao was consulting with Zhou Yiru, but thinking that it was not easy to inquire into other people's private matters, she only replied: [He is on a business trip and asked you to make an appointment to have dinner together on the weekend. See you then. 】
Yu Qiao, who was still working in the company, looked slightly shocked when he saw these words.
Did she make an appointment?
It was obviously Zhou Yiru who took the initiative to bring it up.
But smart people think quickly, and Yu Qiao quickly understood: [Yes, because I still have something to consult with him, so I wanted to make an appointment to have a meal and chat. 】
Mu Wanqing hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold it back, gossiping: "Are you treating him..."
She deliberately didn't finish typing, but anyone with a discerning eye would understand it at a glance.
Yu Qiao stared at the phone, stunned again.
