CEO, Please Hold Yourself

At this time, Gu Heming's face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

Meng Ruhui even offered to break the engagement with him!

Although he was prepared to report to his parents in a few days and announce it in public at an opportunity, it was Meng Ruhui who said it in advance, which did not mean that Meng Ruhui dumped him.

How unreasonable!

Excited, Gu Heming a body forward to pull Meng Ruhui's wrist, "what did you say just now, to terminate the engagement, did you agree with me?"

Meng Ruhui mercilessly shook Gu Heming's hand away, and said in a cold voice, "drink, Gu Heming, what do you mean? At first, it's my fault that I block you in the middle and can't let you all be together openly. How can I let go now, and I'm not right?"

"You..."

"Poof!"

Hearing Meng Ruhui's words, many people sneered.

Gu Heming's breath was stagnant. "Meng Ruhui, it's really interesting. You want me to change my mind to you and deliberately play hard to get and indulge me here. I tell you, it's impossible. I only have Xinya in my heart. Please put away your poor and careful thinking!"

"Gu Heming, I didn't see what kind of person you are before, but now I'm sober up. I know what I'm doing. Since you don't talk about your feelings, you can wait and see if I'm trying to get and indulge myself!"

With that, Meng Ruhui walked away with her head held high, leaving Gu Heming with a resolute figure.

Gu Heming's face was livid. He never dreamed that Meng Ruhui, who was invited by him, would do so. Now he has become the one who was dumped.

Everyone looked at him like a joke, he also felt very humiliated, depressed, speechless, and quickly left here.

Zhao Xinya's face is not much better. She has picked up the man Meng Ruhui didn't want. Moreover, she obviously feels that Chen Jintai is more and more indifferent to her. Now she doesn't even want to look at her more and more.

……

In the evening, Wu Xiaoran took Meng Ruhui back to Xiangyuan community. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled the smell of the whole house.

After Meng Ruhui enters the room, after changing his slippers, he looks up to see Wu Yaonan smashing a pink apron with no violation and feeling. He is busy in the kitchen. His handsome face is full of happy smile.

Wu Xiaoran was even more happy to trot to Wu Yaonan and yelled, "uncle, you are good at cooking again. Just look and smell me, and I start to drool. Tut tut!"

Wu Yaonan smiles with indulgence. When he looks up, he sees Meng Ruhui standing behind him. The next second he cuts his hand, which is cutting vegetables, "ah!"

He could not help but exclaim.

"Oh, my little uncle, what's the matter with you? You scared me. I just ate a mouthful of food. As for such a fuss?"

Wu Xiaoran didn't notice Wu Yaonan's nervous look and said jokingly.

Meng Ruhui covered his lips with a smile, and hurriedly approached him. Looking at Wu Yaonan's cut hand, he asked in a low voice:

"little uncle, are you ok?"

"Nothing! I just scraped a little skin. It's OK. I'll wrap it in a moment. Don't eat it secretly. Help me cut this dish and cook it in the soup. I'll wrap it up! "

"Oh! Then you go

Meng Ruhui quickly follows Wu Yaonan. She clearly sees blood flowing from his fingers. It seems that the wound is still very deep.

"Come on, I'll help you."

Seeing this, Wu Shihua quickly took out the small medicine box, "you child, you are very stable at ordinary times. How can you still cut your finger?"

Wu Yaonan grinned and quickly took his hand away. Meng Ruhui could not help but go forward. He gently took the disinfectant cloth that Wu Shihua handed over and carefully helped him wipe and bandage.

Looking at the girl's quiet face, Wu Yaonan felt a trance in his expression, even his fingers could not feel pain.

What kind of feeling is that - very happy, very sweet