Sweet Love: Cute Wife, Don't Run

In fact, Lin Menghan's identity is indeed an unexpected joy, and it is also the result of her own efforts.

So sometimes it's really good for good and evil for evil. All the tricks are done. Bad people are always bad people.

Duan Jingyu is still preparing for the proposal, after getting creative planning.

Duan Jingyu took the planning book, and his frown did not loosen.

Will someone really do such a bloody thing? And will someone really be moved?

However, Duan Jingyu does admit that sometimes love talk can make people move, even he is no exception. Although, Lin Menghan has too few opportunities to speak love words to him, so it is very rare that things are rare.

Now that you have made up your mind, Duan Jingyu will not change easily, so it will be implemented naturally.

At dinner that night, Lin Menghan always felt that Duan Jingyu's eyes on him were strange. However, when she looked at it, she was normal. She thought that she was too thoughtful and whispered in her heart. She must have been short of sleep recently, so she would be sensitive.

Until the next day, Lin Menghan was very sure that this was not her heart.

When I open my eyes in the morning, I turn to see a white card on the crystal cup on the bedside table.

Lin Menghan picked her eyebrow and took it directly. She only saw a heart shape in red in the upper left corner, on which there were two big characters: Good morning.

Needless to say anything else, you can see that it was written by Duan Jingyu.

Lin Menghan didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd. He could not help but look at the card and whisper to himself, "Duan Jingyu, what is this for? Early in the morning, I began to go crazy. "

If Duan Jingyu hears that he is said to be crazy, he will really spit up blood. He is not easy to be creative once. He is still considered abnormal. He will be depressed for a while.

However, he didn't think much about it, so he put it down. Lin Menghan cleaned up and went downstairs to have breakfast. As soon as he came down, the housekeeper woke up and bowed to him and said respectfully, "little grandma."

Lin Menghan nods helplessly when he hears this address. He has said it many times before. She and Duan Jingyu have already divorced, and now they can only be regarded as the relationship of cohabitation. It's OK to call her name. If she can't, it's OK to call Miss Lin. as a result, she doesn't know how many times she has corrected it. However, the people in Linhai villa, from the top to the bottom, from the housekeeper to the driver, refuse to change their words, so she can only reluctantly respond.

"What about Duan Jingyu?" Lin Menghan looks in the direction of the restaurant. When he doesn't see the figure, he asks the housekeeper. According to the truth, even if it's morning exercise, it's time to come back.

"Sir has gone out." The housekeeper nodded and said, "the driver said that he would go to a temporary meeting today. He should be able to come back in the evening."

Lin Menghan nodded and didn't care. Anyway, meetings and business trips are common things, and she has been used to it for a long time. What's more, she often goes on business and has meetings, which is not surprising.

Lin Menghan went directly to the restaurant for breakfast. This morning, she was prepared with red bean and coix rice porridge and rye toast.

Just as she was about to start eating, she looked down and found that there was a necklace on the rye bread.

"What's the situation?" Lin Menghan picked up her eyebrows, while talking to herself, she picked up the toast piece and touched it. As a result, it was really a whole necklace, and the pendant that had been used to be a necklace was hidden in it.

This really makes Lin Menghan puzzled, but he is also a very intelligent person. After several turns in his mind, he suddenly wants to understand Duan Jingyu's intention.

This guy doesn't really want to be romantic, is he? Lin Menghan has this doubt in her heart, but she is also calm down. Since Duan Jingyu has already been arranged, she can accept the following things at ease.

After thinking it out, Lin Menghan happily took down the necklace and put it aside. Of course, the toast was also given to the cat kept by the housekeeper. It's not his fault. Although she is not very clean, she still can't eat the jewelry mixed with food. After all, who knows how many people's hands this necklace has passed.

After breakfast, Lin Menghan went directly to work in the company.

Lin Menghan went directly to his office. As soon as he went in, he saw a cup of warm Pu'er tea in front of the table. Lin Menghan's favorite tea was Pu'er. In the past, he liked Pu'er because he heard it could promote weight loss. However, after a long time, he fell in love with the taste.

Now you don't have to guess. It must be Duan Jingyu's handwriting again. She thinks that her assistant can't guess the time so accurately.

This time, next to the tea cup, white A4 paper still uses black signature pen to write a simple line: drink less coffee for health.

Lin Menghan's fingers gently tap on the A4 paper, eyebrows pick, eyes are full of fun.Even if Duan Jingyu is romantic, he can't say such words, and he can't think of such a way. In his opinion, if two people often go on a date, it's probably romantic enough. Such delicate things really don't seem to be Duan Jingyu's brain circuit.

I don't know where I came from. Did I ask others for advice? It's even less like his style.

When Lin Menghan was thinking about it for seven times, someone happened to knock on the door.

"Come in, please." When Lin Menghan spoke, she raised her head, saw the people coming in at a glance, and immediately stood up, "Ye Ju, how did you come here? Can I help you? "

"I just went downstairs. I'll send you this document by the way." Ye Ju conveniently put the document on the table, picked her eyebrow and looked at Lin Menghan, and then said, "Meng Han, why do you feel like you are different today?"

Lin Menghan blinked his eyes and asked, "where is the difference?"

The leaf orange pondered for a while, then returned a way: "feel as if is in a better mood."

"I feel better every day." When Lin Menghan heard this, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"No, it's not the same." Yeju held out his index finger and said, "according to my spicy eyes, it's not simply a good mood. There must be a reason. It's different from the daily routine, there are special reasons."