"What do you mean?"

Ran Yuan was a little blindsided, looking at her dim eyes, she blinked in disbelief, "What's the situation?"

"He treated me like a stranger, whether it was pretending to be real or real, it was like that. Jiang Mi tugged at the corners of her mouth, and then stuffed the card back into her bag, "So don't worry, this time, I won't hurt myself at all." ”

Ran Yuan wrinkled her eyebrows, and her temper came up instantly: "I still don't understand very well, why does he pretend not to know you, he used to hide his identity from you, and he left you without saying a word, he still pretended not to know you? Why, I don't think your identity matches him? Why should he?"

Identity mismatch......

Jiang Mi smiled silently.

Also, in front of her, Meng Ting was just an ordinary person who was worried but willing to take care of her.

Now he has the title of the second son of the Meng family, drives a luxury car, lives in a big house that she can't afford for several lifetimes, and even a coat has to be drunk and vomited several times before she can afford it.

It's true that people like her, who don't have a serious job and can only rely on laughter and sell alcohol, can't match.

"It doesn't matter, go up and sit, it's cold. ”

Jiang Mi shrugged his shoulders and pulled her upstairs.

Jiang Yu had already slept a long time ago, and after eating the snacks at night, the garbage was obediently thrown in the trash can.

"By the way, do you have time tomorrow?"

Ran Yuan asked coldly while helping her clean up the clothes that had fallen beside her.

"It depends on what it's done, you know, I've got to take care of them. ”

Jiang Mi took off his cotton clothes, found a thick quilt to wrap in the bed, squatted in front of the heater, and roasted his hands that had long been frozen.

"Tomorrow, the senior I know will return to China, you can go to the airport with me to pick him up, tell him about Xiao Yu's situation, and see what he says, OK?"

Jiang Shan will have nothing to do tomorrow, Jiang Mi thought about it and nodded in response.

"Then it's settled. ”

Ran Yuan didn't mean to sit down and rest, just looked at her small bed and sighed helplessly.

"No matter what, you have to take care of yourself! There is always hope in life. ”

Jiang Mi curled up comfortably and nodded quietly.

"I'm going back, I'll call you tomorrow. ”

"I'll send you, it's not safe to be so late. Jiang Mi struggled to get up, and was pushed back by Ran Yuan.

"You drunk, you don't know who is more insecure. Remember to drink some milk to nourish your stomach. ”

After Ran Yuan finished speaking, she waved at her and then went out.

Jiang Mi leaned against the edge of the bed, staring vacantly at the yellowed ceiling.

It seems that there is a piece missing in my heart, and I always feel stuffy and numb.

Why?

It was she who was hurt, she was the one who was haunted, and even the pain spared those who started it, and only chased her.

Life is so unfair.

She was still haunted by nightmares every night, but he could calmly treat her as a stranger.

It seems that it is really ruthless and ruthless.

With a long sigh, she cheered up, got up and made the small bed, and went to help Jiang Yu cover the quilt before curling up on the bed and falling asleep.

She was awakened from the cold.

I don't know when the power went out, and the heater was cold, Jiang Yu curled up on the bed and coughed vigorously, she had to get up and find a bed quilt to help him cover it.

It was still dawn outside, and she was sleepless, leaning on the bed and playing with her phone.

When she opened the webpage, she typed in the entry: Tongcheng Mengjia.

Soon a number of news items popped up on the page.

Meng Yue, the son of the Meng family, is seriously ill, Meng Ting's life experience is a mystery, and Meng Xiao is extravagant......

Among them, the rumors about Meng Ting are the most.