Three children, the president's father is super fierce

Chapter 1998 She Likes Him
Chapter 1998: She Likes Him
But after walking around the office for a while, the boiling emotions in his heart started to play tricks again.

Wait until the truth today, so unexpected.

Mengrou likes him, does he like Mengrou?

The bits and pieces of their relationship emerged in his mind. The first time he saw her, she smiled sweetly and introduced herself very touchingly.

He chose her to be his assistant.

She dared Lu Haocheng and Ou Jingyao's CP novel, he just saw that passionate description, and he was instantly angry...

A lot came to Le Jinxi's mind, and he sat back heavily on the sofa, clasped his hands and propped his forehead, but couldn't stop the joy in his whole body.

Is it joy?

He is fidgeting now, is he excited?
No, he has to go back.

Le Jinxi stood up abruptly, walked a few steps, and then stopped suddenly.

What can he do when he goes back, she likes him, she doesn't even dare to let him know that she likes him, so what can he do when he goes back?

After Le Jinxi figured this out, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.

The whole person calmed down instantly.

He clicked on WeChat and looked at the chat records between him and Mengrou. He had to think about what he should do so as not to burden her and let her open up to him.

After Mengrou finished chatting with Le Jinxi, she kept staring at Le Jinxi's good word.

So, is he coming back early tomorrow morning?

And come to her house.

Mengrou was very excited in her heart, but she couldn't express it.

She just sat quietly like this, and she didn't react when Lan Xin came out.

Lan Xin looked at the content of the conversation on her mobile phone, which in his opinion was nothing special, but Meng Rou kept staring at it.

Lan Xin couldn't figure out what was so interesting about this ordinary conversation.

In Lan Xin's eyes, it is normal, but in Meng Rou's eyes, it is a small expectation that can be secretly entertained for a long time.

Lan Xin said slowly: "Rourou, let me push you out for a walk."

"Ah..." Mengrou realized that there was someone behind her, and quickly put away her phone, "Sister Lanlan, what did you just say?"

Lan Xin: "..."

Lan Xin smiled, "I said, I'll take you out for a walk, it's boring for you to be alone at home every day."

"Oh, okay." Mengrou nodded quickly.

She really needs to go out for a walk now to calm her heart down.

"Then let's go." Lan Xin habitually picked up the blanket on the table and covered her knees, then pushed her out.

She has also been in a wheelchair before, and she knows that sitting in a wheelchair is particularly uncomfortable.

But the weakness of the legs is another kind of helplessness.

Today's weather is still very good, the autumn sun is shining brightly, and the people who shine are lazy.

Lan Xin raised her eyes to look at the sky, and the mist on the edge of the sky seemed to hang down a lot because of the sun.

It was already late autumn, and she could feel the weather getting colder and colder.

"Rourou, your mother comes back to see you several times a year." Lan Xin thought of her mother abroad.

I also thought of my mother and children abroad, and my mood sank.

Meng Judao: "Sometimes once a year, sometimes once every two or three years, most of the time it's phone calls or video chats."

"Sister Lanlan, my mother is also a fashion designer."

"I know." Lan Xin smiled: "Your mother is great!"

In those days, it was really not easy to go abroad for one's own dreams.

Mu Qing's mother is also an excellent designer, but for the sake of her family, she gave up her dream.

"Yes, Sister Lanlan, I also think my mother is great. At that time, there were not many people who could go abroad, and it took a lot of courage to go abroad..."

The two chatted all the way out of the community.

Lan Xin asked her, "Rou Rou, where do you want to go?"

Mengrou wanted to go out because she couldn't calm down, but she really didn't think about going anywhere.

"Well, let's take a stroll nearby. Tell me if you have any place you want to go. I'll take you there. I'm fine today."

Mengrou looked back at her enviously, smiled and said with crooked eyebrows, "Sister Lanlan, I really envy you, brother-in-law is so kind to you!"

As a woman, I always want that kind of love.

Lan Xin did not deny this, Lu Haocheng was really kind to her.

"I missed him for many years, and he has been working hard to make up for these years." Lan Xin seemed to be interested, and told her the story of her and Lu Haocheng.

After Mengrou listened to it, it was not much different from what she saw on the news, but the owner of the story told it in person. At this moment, the blood in her whole body seemed to be stagnant.

"Sister Lanlan, I thought this kind of love story would only appear in novels, but I didn't expect to meet it in real life, and the owner of the story even became friends with me. How lucky I am."

Mengrou's excitement, Lanxin's pain.

The moods of the two are different, and those who listen to the story will find it thrilling, but those who have experienced the story, the pain is still so unforgettable.

She was actually very glad that they could meet again, if they hadn't met, she would not have seen all his sacrifices.

This is what hurts the most.

Lan Xin was immersed in memories, and when she regained consciousness, she saw Meng Jiao standing in front of them, staring at the two of them viciously.

Mengjiao yelled at Mengrou like crazy: "Mengrou, are you happy now? My father and mother divorced because of you. If it weren't for you, how could they have divorced, and I couldn't have become A child without a father like you."

"You bastard, why don't you die? Why do you still live in this world?" Mengjiao said, and she sat down on the ground and cried.

Mengrou looked at her without any sympathy. When she had a father, she might not have cherished it.

When she had a home, she didn't cherish it.

For life, she never worked hard.

She smiled and said calmly: "You are an adult now and you don't have a father. Do you know when I lost my father? Six years old. I lost my father when I was six. I was 13 years old. When I was 13 years old, my mother went abroad. I was still a child at the age of [-]. I had to learn to be self-reliant, learn to cook by myself, learn to take care of myself, and also learn to face your cynicism and prevent you from stealing my pocket money. Qian, look, who is lucky between the two of us, huh?"

"Woooooo..." Mengjiao cried even louder regardless of her appearance.

"I don't care, my parents divorced because of you, you have to compensate my father, you have to give me pocket money every month." Mengjiao yelled at Mengrou heart-piercingly.

Lan Xin: "..." How could this woman live like this.

"Hehe..." Mengrou chuckled lightly, and mocked, "So, it's because you don't have a long-term meal ticket, not because you don't have a father?"

(End of this chapter)