Hearing the divorce, Meng Yuran's face changed: "Divorce, why divorce?" ”

Meng Yuxiao tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Of course, she will not get divorced, and after the divorce, let her colleagues, her leaders think of it.

She has a bright future and a bright future.

On the road of life, there is no room for a little flaw.

The world is not tolerant of divorced women.

Therefore, even if she was betrayed, she deliberately maintained this illusion of perfection.

"If you're like this, maybe you'll suffer a loss at some point, is face really that important?"

Meng Yuran refused to answer, pushed the car door and walked down, Meng Yuxiao stopped the person: "Actually, why do you have to deal with it yourself, Qi Zhengping knows which is more important, the future or his son." ”

Throwing down this sentence, Meng Yuxiao waved his hand at his mother: "I'll go out, don't wait for me for dinner!" ”

Mrs. Meng chased after her: "Your sister just came back today, and she is going to pick her up at night, what are you going to do if you don't stay at home?" ”

"Catch the wind? This is not a happy event. ”

Meng Yuxiao drove away.

Mrs. Meng couldn't call anyone back, so she could only stand in place and get angry: "The older you are, the more disobedient you are, it's better to be when you were young, you can tell me how good you were when you were a child!" ”

"It wasn't much better when I was a child, wasn't it a demon king of the mixed world?"

Meng Yuran helped her mother into the hospital.

The nanny brought a brazier for her to step over.

"New here?"

Meng Yuran couldn't help frowning as she looked at the nanny's rough movements and overly flattering smile.

"Hmm." Mrs. Meng asked her daughter to step over the brazier, and the mother and daughter talked as they walked.

"The nanny Fei found thought she didn't know anything, so let her stay here, learn more things, and let the nanny at home come to your house first and help take care of it!"

"What is there to take care of, are they still entitled to be waited on by others?"

The ginseng soup that had been squatting for a morning was brought out by the cook at home.

Mrs. Meng helped her daughter blow cold: "If you don't take care of them, you have to take care of Feifei, I can't bear to let my granddaughter suffer with them." Besides, if you don't talk about Fei Fei, don't you say that you yourself are also pampered? With so much going on in your family now, can you wash your hands and make soup? Waiting for Qi Zhengping? ”

Of course Meng Yuran won't.

Thinking of this, she looked at the new nanny.

"Why don't you find a decent one?"

Jiao Meihua lowered her head, and there was a flash of embarrassment on her face, but it was quickly covered up. Carrying the brazier out and continuing to work.

She had always been very clever and knew when to swallow her anger, so no matter what these decent and beautiful young ladies said, she would not refute it, but only made the smile on her face a little bigger.

In any case, she now lives in a big house, and although she eats leftovers from the master's family, it is better than the pickles and flatbreads of Wotou who are asking for food.

Old Madam Meng watched the person disappear at the door of the house, and then sighed: "Why did you say that you are looking for this, isn't it for you?" ”

"For me?" Meng Yuran disagreed: "The interviews and cleaning in our unit require good looks and straight faces, I don't like this." ”

"You see, even if you don't like it, men won't like it."

Meng Yuran suddenly realized.

And Jiao Meihua now knows some things about the Qi family, and she naturally understands what Mrs. Meng said.

She swallowed her anger, but she didn't expect these people to judge her and not treat her as a human being at all.

Holding the broom tightly in her hand, Jiao Meihua's heart was full of resentment: what's the big deal, sooner or later, she will let them see how powerful she is.