He Jie's brother was sent to prison, and the family cried like a madman, and everyone didn't believe that the company's compensation for his brother killing his sister.

The matter came to an end for the time being, and Meng Wanyin was finally able to sleep well, during this time, because of He Jie's matter, Qingyin's design was pushed to the forefront.

Fortunately, the murderer was found, proving that she did not die accidentally, Meng Wanyin closed her eyes, her hands and feet were cold, she never imagined what kind of ruthlessness she could kill her dear sister.

Over the years, He Jie has paid all her wages to her family, and they are not only grateful, but ask for more.

No man is content.

A clear tear slipped down the corner of Meng Wanyin's eyes and disappeared silently, she felt a little pity for He Jie, and also a little pity for herself.

Her father treated her like this, using her as a tool and using her at will, she never knew what fatherly love was like.

Suddenly, a slender arm hugged her from behind, Meng Wanyin's body froze instantly, and then turned her head to see Yue Jiangcheng.

During this time, because of the investigation of He Jie's death, she went out early and returned late, and rarely met with Yue Jiangcheng, he seems to be very busy recently, and the company has constant meetings.

"When did you come back?" Meng Wanyin asked in a very soft voice, and the light flickered in her eyes that were as bright as a galaxy.

"I've been standing outside the door since you were in a daze." Yue Jiangcheng's magnetic voice sounded in his ears, which was very good.

Two intoxicating blushes instantly appeared on Meng Wanyin's face, she seemed to have been thinking for a long time, didn't Yue Jiang Chengmo always stand outside and look at her?

Both of them stopped talking, the atmosphere in the air was very quiet, Meng Wanyin was lying in Yue Jiangcheng's arms, only feeling very warm, which made her reluctant to leave.

There was a knock outside the door, and Meng Wanyin quickly pushed away Yue Jiangcheng behind him and stood up from the bed.

When he opened the door and saw the little Yue Jinyu standing outside the door, he saw Meng Wanyin pounce up, and her fleshy little face rubbed against her face.

"Mom, I can't sleep." Yue Jinyu whispered, following the fragrance of his mother's hair.

"Why don't you go to bed yet?" Yue Jiangcheng strode over, his expression was cold, his voice was low, and his thin lips were pursed with a touch of majesty.

Yue Jinyu quickly stood up and lowered his head, he didn't want to sleep alone, he wanted to sleep with his mother......

"I miss my mom." Yue Jinyu said like a mosquito buzzing, his big eyes dodging back and forth, not daring to look at Yue Jiangcheng.

He knew that his mother would definitely protect him, but today's father was so terrible that he let his little hand hold Meng Wanyin's hand tightly.

Feeling her son's nervousness, Meng Wanyin hugged Yue Jinyu into her arms and said gently: "Okay, mom sleeps with you and tells you stories." The words fell, and without waiting for Yue Jiangcheng to speak, he walked outside with his son in his arms.

Yue Jiangcheng looked at the figure of the mother and son, his face changed slightly, but in the end, they all turned into a light smile, this kind of warmth brought by the family made him feel very wonderful.

Every day with Meng Wanyin made Yue Jiangcheng feel something different, which he had never felt before.

An unhappy childhood takes a lifetime to heal, and although Yue Jiangcheng was born with a golden soup spoon, his childhood was not happy.

Two people who also had an unhappy childhood, together to form a family, heal each other,

Yue Jiangcheng stood by the door for a long time, a light flashed in his deep black eyes, and he walked into the study with his slender legs, and did not come out all night.

Carrying Yue Jinyu to the small bed, Meng Wanyin began to tell him a story, her voice was as warm as jade, and she fell asleep after a while.

When she returned to the room, she let out a sigh of relief when she saw that Yue Jiangcheng was not there, but her heart was empty, she was lying on the white double bed, emptying herself.

The pure and faint sunlight shone through the gray screen window and sprinkled on Meng Wanyin's slender and beautiful eyelashes, she fluttered twice and opened her eyes like a galaxy.

I just feel that the mood is very happy, the weather is sunny, and the people are more fragrant than flowers.

Walking to the closet, picking out a purple dress, Meng Wanyin rotated in front of the mirror, this feeling of ushering in a new life is very wonderful.

Career success always brings her heartfelt pleasure.

However, suddenly thinking of her mother, Meng Wanyin's whole person calmed down again, Su Junru is still in the ICU of the hospital, and she is suffering from painful treatment every day.

So far, the recovery of the surgical wound has not been very good, and many complications have appeared, all of which have brought pain to Su Junru's broken body.

Meng Wanyin came to the market, bought some vegetables, and cooked them for her mother personally when she got home, and then went to the hospital, where the high medical expenses were about to crush her.

During this time, she rarely went to the company, but she knew the company's situation better than anyone else, and she had no extra funds at all, and she couldn't pay for her adoptive mother's high treatment fees, which made her feel very powerless.

At this time, the only person Meng Wanyin could think of was Yue Jiangcheng, but he had already asked him to borrow money once, but he still hadn't paid it back.

Why was she embarrassed to speak again?

Standing outside the ward, looking at her pale mother with tubes inserted inside, Meng Wanyin was very heartbroken, why did God torture this kind person like this.

Su Junru never married in her life and raised her, which made Meng Wanyin feel very guilty, she could have added a good family and lived a happy life.

But in this life, he has been paying for her and relying on her for his life.

Tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, and Meng Wanyin walked to her mother's side and gently fed the cooked porridge to her mother.

Su Junru opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at Meng Wanyin, it was desolate inside, she didn't expect it to suddenly recur, and it was more serious than before.

If she had known this, she should not have had the previous operation.

The hospital was not a place she could afford to live in, and she didn't want to drag her daughter down like that anymore.

"Let me be discharged." Su Junru said with all his strength.

Meng Wanyin shook her head vigorously, her mother was in danger, how could she give up, Su Junru was her only relative in this world.

Just holding her mother in her arms, like this, her mother would not be snatched away by death, Meng Wanyin couldn't remember what her biological mother looked like, but she thought she would remember Su Junru's appearance for the rest of her life.

The mother and daughter hugged tightly, the footsteps of high heels came from outside the door, Meng Wanyin turned her head curiously, and actually saw Meng Nianci.

Su Junru had never seen Meng Nianci before, and she was also shocked, her eyes widened, who was this woman, she looked exactly like her daughter.

"What are you going to do?" Meng Wan's voice was cold.