"See what?" The man's eyes were too hot, and Meng Wanyin touched her cheek, inexplicably.

Time passed quietly like this, and in the blink of an eye, in December, Meng Wanyin stood on the side of the road wrapped in a wide down jacket, stretched out her hand to hail a taxi, and rushed to the company like a company.

After the promotion of FATA and the various matchmaking of Boss Ruan, the company's design has been welcomed by many people, and the original deficit funds are gradually leveling off.

Meng Wanyin had a feeling of seeing hope.

Time seems to have passed by like a white horse, and in a blink of an eye, it has arrived at the FATA clothing exhibition, and the clothes designed by Meng Wanyin are naturally among them.

Qingyin is still a niche brand, and few people know about it, so this is an opportunity for more people to know about it.

Standing in front of the fitting mirror, Meng Wanyin changed into a milky white short skirt, her jet-black hair sprinkled behind her at will, put on a touch of delicate light makeup, and a confident smile raised at the corner of her mouth.

There was a knock outside the door, and as soon as Meng Wanyin got up and opened the door, she was pounced on by the soft and glutinous Yue Jinyu.

"Mom, are you going out?" Yue Jinyu's fleshy little face was against Meng Wanyin's legs, looking very cute.

"yes, what's wrong?" Meng Wanyin asked suspiciously. Then I suddenly thought that today was the weekend, and Yue Jinyu didn't go to school.

"Can mom stay at home with me?" Yue Jinyu said coquettishly, with a look of grievance in his big black eyes.

Mom and Dad are very busy at work, although they are both at home, they rarely accompany Yue Jinyu, which makes him feel lonely, and he even hopes that his mother can give him a little sister.

"Not today, will you be with you at your mother's house tomorrow? Mom promised. Meng Wanyin said seriously, feeling a little guilty, she has been busy with the company's affairs recently, and she neglected to take care of Jinyu.

"Okay." Yue Jinyu was very well-behaved, his little head tapped lightly twice, and he reluctantly let go of his little hand.

When Meng Wanyin saw this scene, she felt distressed, she squatted down and hugged Yue Jinyu into her arms, asking him about the taste of grandma, she felt very warm, and her heart was filled.

With a thought in her mind, Meng Wanyin suddenly thought that she was going to FATA to see the exhibition anyway, and she could take Jinyu with her, he was so well-behaved and cute, he would definitely have a good time.

"Jinyu, will Mom take you out with you?" Meng Wanyin raised her eyebrows, a smile flashing in her eyes.

With Yue Jinyu's company at work, she feels full of happiness, how pleasing she looks at this son, even if it is not her own, it is better than her own.

"Really?" Yue Jinyu was a little incredulous, his purring eyes bloomed with light, like bright stars in the night.

Meng Wanyin nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Of course it's true, but I have to talk to your father." After the words fell, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Yue Jiangcheng.

At the company's morning meeting, Yue Jiangcheng's face was gloomy, his dark eyes were low and anger rose, and the project he had won was suddenly cut off by other companies, which was the first time this kind of thing had happened.

The other shareholders lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, Yue Jiangcheng picked up the mobile phone with his slender fingertips, saw the caller ID on it, and strode out.

Seeing the president leave, the entire hall breathed a sigh of relief, and then discussed in a whisper who called who.

"What's the matter?" Yue Jiangcheng asked in a cold voice, his face still darkened.

"I plan to take Yue Jinyu to see FATA's clothing exhibition." Meng Wanyin said quickly, with such a nervous look on her face.

After all, she and Yue Jiangcheng are only in a cooperative relationship, and Yue Jinyu is not her biological son, so he will inevitably refuse.

"Okay." Yue Jiangcheng was decisive and seemed to trust her very much.

"Ah, thank you." Meng Wanyin was a little surprised, Yue Jiangcheng didn't embarrass her, and agreed so easily.

"You're not welcome to each other." Yue Jiangcheng's voice softened a little, and Tie Qing's face gradually became clearer.

The woman's voice was delicate and gentle, like a spring breeze, blowing away the haze in his heart.

Hanging up the phone, Meng Wanyin posed with a cute scissor hand, Yue Jinyu instantly understood what her mother meant, and jumped up excitedly.

Dressed up Yue Jinyu, I saw that he was wearing a small suit, handsome facial features, and was particularly handsome and cute, Meng Wanyin smiled with satisfaction, her son is really good-looking.

The mother and son went to FATA's clothing exhibition together, and Meng Wanyin always had a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

In the exhibition area, the crowd was surging and bustling, Meng Wanyin held Yue Jinyu's little hand and took him to visit various novel clothing designs.

Yue Jinyu was also full of curiosity, it was the first time for him to come to this kind of occasion, Yue Jiangcheng was very busy with work before, and he had never brought him out.

"You like this?" Meng Wanyin saw her son suddenly stop, and asked suspiciously.

I saw Yue Jiangcheng standing under an off-white dress, his dark eyes flashing with light, and his little face lying in front of the glass cabinet, as if he was reluctant to leave.

"I like it, this dress is so beautiful, it must be suitable for my mother." Yue Jinyu looked at Meng Wanyin and said seriously.

Meng Wanyin was very surprised, this off-white dress was indeed designed by her own hands, it took her three months of hard work, and it was also her favorite design.

And Yue Jinyu could see at a glance that this dress was the most suitable for him......

"That's what my mom designed." She raised her eyebrows to let Yue Jinyu look at the name below the statue, and sure enough, it read the designer Meng Wanyin.

"Mommy's great." Yue Jinyu's eyes were full of admiration, such beautiful clothes were actually from his mother's hand, and a touch of pride appeared from the bottom of his heart.

After receiving her son's quick praise, Meng Wanyin was in a better mood, and the two continued to browse the exhibition, and a short dark blue skirt attracted her attention.

This short dress, she seems to have seen it somewhere.

After pondering for a while, Meng Wanyin suddenly remembered that she had seen Meng Nianci's design draft in FATA, and there was one design in it that was exactly the same as this one.

Sure enough, the three words Meng Nianci were written below, and Meng Wanyin's palms unconsciously broke out with fine sweat, and her heart was a little weak.

She didn't know what Yue Jinyu's reaction would be when she saw her biological mother?

Although Jin Yu likes her very much, his mother is Meng Nianci, which is an unchangeable fact.

Leaning over, Meng Wanyin gently hugged Yue Jinyu into her arms, her cheek was pressed against his soft black hair, and her eyes were full of sadness, how good it would be if Jinyu was her son.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" It seemed to feel that Meng Wanyin's mood was wrong, Yue Jiangcheng asked softly.

"Mom is fine, it's almost noon, what do you want to eat?" Meng Wanyin raised a warm and quiet smile and asked softly.

"Whatever mom wants to eat, Jinyu will eat." Yue Jinyu said like a little adult, with a serious look on his little face, which looked very cute.