"Brother Meng?" Wen Yuci smiled, "Are you Mingyang?"

"Yes," Shang Zhengyu said a little embarrassed: "I was introduced by you, he takes good care of me, I call him chairman in the company, and in private, he asks me to call him Brother Meng." ”

Chairman ...... Brother Meng ......" Wen Yuci repeated it, thinking it was particularly funny.

These two words, she felt that An was very strange in Mingyang.

She couldn't associate the words chairman and Brother Meng with Mingyang.

probably has been with Mingyang for too long, and in her mind, Mingyang's image is still that simple, clean and ignorant child.

But now, others have called him Chairman and Brother Meng!

"Porcelain, what's the problem?"

"Oh, no," Wen Yuci came back to her senses, "It's okay, you rest early, I'm fine." ”

"Okay, then I'll hang up, you can call me again if you have something. ”

Hanging up Shang Zhengyu's phone, Wen Yuci called Mingyang again.

The phone was called over and over again, and still no one answered.

Wait a few more minutes, a text message comes in, ask her if she is okay, if she is okay, let her rest early.

Wen Yuci was annoyed and replied with a text message: You are limited to five minutes to call back, if you don't reply, you will never call me in the future!!

Two minutes later, Wen Yuci's mobile phone rang, and Mingyang's voice was hoarse and helpless, "Porcelain porcelain ......"

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Yuci sat up straight from the bed, "Why is your voice so hoarse?"

"I have a cold," Mingyang said helplessly, "I'm afraid you're worried, so ......"

Wen Yuci understood.

He was sick and was afraid that she would find out, so he didn't dare to talk to her on the phone and kept contacting him by text message.

Wen Yuci couldn't cry or laugh, "Why are you so stupid? A cold is not a serious illness, what if I know it? As for you avoiding me like this?"

Mingyang smiled softly, "Aren't I afraid that I will worry after you know about it? Ah Jing's matter, I can't help much, I can't let you worry about me anymore." ”

"Stupid!" Wen Yuci was a little annoyed and a little distressed, "Then how are you now?"

"I'm fine, fine, what about you?"

"What can I do?"

"It's fine if you're okay. ”

Wen Yuci chatted with Mingyang for a while, listening to his hoarse voice, occasionally coughing, and wheezing, he didn't dare to say more, so he hung up the phone.

Hanging up the phone, she threw her phone aside, lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep.

I touched my phone again and wanted to call Zhan Ruan and ask how Mingyang was sick, but found that Zhan Ruan's number was not stored in her mobile phone at all.

She frantically tossed her phone aside and got up to pour a glass of milk.

Gu Shaoxiu pushed the door in, saw her standing in front of the window drinking milk, walked behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist, "What's the matter? At this time, shouldn't my little lazy be lying on the bed and falling asleep?"

"It's Mingyang!" Wen Yuci turned around, hugged his neck, and complained dissatisfiedly, "He said he had a cold, and he kept it from me, I wanted to find someone to ask him how he was sick and couldn't find it, he was annoyed!"

"You," Gu Shaoxiu pinched her nose, "He's not a three-year-old child, why do you see him doing so tightly? He is no longer the Mingyang of the past, he is now an adult man, the head of the Meng family, he can take care of himself, don't be nervous." ”

Wen Yuci thought about it and nodded, "That's right!"

She drank the milk in one gulp, threw the cup aside, didn't rinse her mouth, and fell on the bed, "Love what, anyway, people are not the Mingyang of the past now, it is the big boss Mingyang, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Gu Shaoxiu smiled, hugged her to the pillow, and pinched her chin, "Are you telling the truth? Why does it sound so sour?"

Wen Yuci looked at him for a moment and blinked, "Actually...... I am a very selfish person, I used to like Mingyang so much, because he belongs to me completely, he is like my beloved toy, but cuter than toys, more obedient than toys, warmer than toys, he only listens to me, he loves me the most, I am the most important person in his life, in him, I can find a sense of security, belonging and being needed...... It's a beautiful feeling...... Others say that I am selfless, I helped Mingyang, in fact, it was Mingyang who satisfied me...... Satisfied my feelings of selfishness and need, but now ...... He doesn't belong to me anymore......"

"Isn't that good?" Gu Shaoxiu smiled softly and stroked her forehead, "He doesn't belong to you anymore, I'll duel with him! It's enough for you to have me, you can't be too greedy!"

"That's different!" Wen Yuci smiled and hugged his neck, "You are love, he is family affection, how can it be the same?"

Gu Shaoxiu looked at her gently, "Since it is family affection, then there will be a day when they will be separated and form a family, what are you sad about?"

"Of course it's sad!" Wen Yu's flat mouth flattened, "I feel like my favorite toy now, I run away with long legs, far away, turn around and wave at me, and then turn around, turn away from me, run farther and farther, and never come back again!"

"Then you're still too greedy," Gu Shaoxiu nodded the tip of her nose, "It's enough to have me, you don't need toys!"

"Mingyang is not a toy!" Wen Yuci scolded him.

Gu Shaoxiu shook his head, "You said it yourself, Mingyang is your favorite toy." ”

"I said yes, you said no!"

Gu Shaoxiu sighed helplessly and rubbed her head, "Unreasonable little thing!"

"It's a woman's prerogative to be unreasonable!" Wen Yuci lowered his head and bit him.

"You!" Gu Shaoxiu took her into his arms and pinched her chin, "I understand your feelings, you suddenly feel lost, but you have such a good husband, you still feel lost, it's unforgivable!"

"Well, yes, you're right," Wen Yuci was said to be the center, "I'm just lost, I feel that I have been ignored, neglected, and excluded by the people I value." ”

The more Wen Yuci said, the more he felt aggrieved.

Mingyang and Wen Luohan are different.

From the moment she rescued Mingyang home, she took care of him like an ignorant child.

Once, his whole world was hers, and everything she had was willing to share with him.

But now, he and her are no longer close.

"No," Gu Shaoxiu hugged her and patted her gently, "Don't think nonsense, Mingyang has no relatives in this world anymore, you are his closest person, no matter what he does, he must think about you, he just forgot to consider your feelings." ”

Wen Yuci thought for a moment and sighed, "Okay...... It seems that I am too hypocritical!"

"It's not like, it's a fact!" Gu Shaoxiu knocked her on the forehead and stretched out his hand to turn off the light, "I understand your feelings, you need to be needed, next, I will make you feel very real, I need you very much, I really, very much need you......"

Wen Yu porcelain: "......"

In the next time, Wen Yuci was needed very thoroughly, his physical and mental strength was exhausted, and he no longer had the heart to think nonsense, and fell asleep.

The next day, Wen Yuci returned to Jingcheng alone.

Arrived in Jingcheng in the afternoon, accompanied Wen Xiong for one night, took a bath in the evening, lay on the bed, and called Mingyang again.

Mingyang answered the phone this time, his voice was still hoarse, and there was no sign of improvement.

The next day, after breakfast, I talked to Wen Xiong, and Wen Yuci drove to Yuncheng.

Mingyang's body is different from ordinary people.

After he was hit by a car, he was discharged from the hospital because of Meng Qiao's incident, and his body did not fully recover.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Fan Qingyu specially instructed him to recuperate.

But the fact is that the Meng family needs him, he must take on the burden of the Meng family, and there is not much time to recuperate.

The reality is that there are always a lot of places that you can't help yourself.

Along the way, Wen Yuci has been thinking nonsense.

Thinking about getting Meng's family, whether it was Mingyang's luck or misfortune.

I want Mingyang to be alone in Cloud City, is there any loneliness.

I wonder if the relationship between him and Zhan Ruan is smooth.

By the time she drove the car into the Meng family's villa, it was already afternoon.

She told Mingyang on the phone that she would come to Yuncheng to visit Mingyang, but Mingyang sternly refused.

The more he didn't let Wen Yu porcelain come, the more anxious Wen Yu porcelain came.

If you don't see him with your own eyes, you can't rest assured.

Many of the guards of the Meng family were found by Wen Yuci for Mingyang, and most of them knew her, so they let her go without any interrogation.

Park the car, Wen Yuci walked into the villa, the living room was empty, and there was no one.

Wen Yuci dialed Mingyang's phone and asked where the others were.

Mingyang hesitated for a few words, Wen Yuci pondered for a long time before he understood, he was in the bedroom of the Meng family's villa.

Wen Yuci had already made it clear on the phone that she came to Yuncheng to see him, but Mingyang was not happy, but worried, and Wen Yuci was full of doubts.

She put away her phone and headed upstairs to her bedroom.

On the stairs, footsteps sounded, and Zhan Ruan turned the stairs, "Porcelain, you're here." ”

"Ah Ruan?" Wen Yuci greeted him, "What's the matter with you and Mingyang? ”

"......" Zhan Ruan stopped talking, the look on his face was embarrassed and embarrassed.

Wen Yuci was made by these two people as if he was beating a drum, and walked to Mingyang's room with Zhan Ruan, pushed the door and entered.

Seeing Mingyang lying on the bed, Wen Yuci was stunned.

She finally understood why Mingyang was so abnormal, didn't answer her phone, and lied again and again...... His face was covered with bruises that had not faded, and it was obvious that he had been beaten by someone.

Wen Yuci understood.

He hid it because he didn't want her to know that he had been injured!

She walked slowly.

Mingyang sat up straight, the look on his face was the same as Zhan Ruan's, embarrassed and embarrassed, "porcelain porcelain ......"