"Not yet, I have a family and a business, and I plan to accumulate my strength first, so that I can make my other half happier in the future." The man spoke his thoughts.

Seeing the man's appearance of working so hard, Meng Wanyin couldn't help but nod in agreement, she turned her head to look outside the door, she didn't know what Lu Qing was doing at this moment, her eyes rolled, "Okay, then let's do this today, we will go back and discuss the specific details, and contact me directly if you have any questions." ”

The man nodded and walked out, Meng Wanyin followed closely behind, she walked out of the office and looked at Lu Qing's room, but did not find a figure.

But the customer walked straight out, without the slightest intention of stopping, Meng Wanyin was helpless, and felt that she could match it next time she had the opportunity.

In this way, the opportunity to introduce the object was missed.

Sending off the partner, Meng Wanyin returned to the office, opened the folder, looked at the manuscript she designed, and squinted her eyes with some disappointment.

But no one is perfect, she uses all her energy elsewhere, and the design is bound to be much worse than before, thinking of merging Meng's deficit, Meng Wanyin fell into deep thought.

Time was running out of the clock, and there was still a week to go until the Milan Designer Competition, where she had to design something different and amazing in order to win in Milan.

The level of design in Milan has always been very high, and at least seven of the top ten international designers are from Milan, which adds to the fierce competition.

The paintbrush in her hand stayed in place, Meng Wanyin rubbed her head wistfully, she needed some stimulation to open her mind, otherwise the design would be rigid and boring.

A person suddenly appeared in her mind, Nan Ke, Meng Wanyin's red lips rose, this boy with an interesting name who saved her was worth her visiting.

Nan Ke lives in a wooden house next to the mountain all year round because he studied Chinese medicine, and he has a strong love for Chinese medicine.

Meng Wanyin's body was originally extremely badly injured, but it was Nan Ke who used Chinese herbal medicine to treat the wounds on her face and control the ulcers on her body, and it was precisely because of this that she could not die.

In the faint morning light, Meng Wanyin opened her clear black eyes, flashing her eyelashes like a small fan, and her soft broken hair fluttered gently with the breeze.

Getting up, Meng Wanyin changed into a white dress and stood on the spiral staircase, the incandescent light reflected on her palm-sized face, delicate and seductive.

Yue Jiangcheng sat at the dining table, holding today's newspaper in his hand, heard a very soft voice, slowly raised his head, and his deep black eyes instantly imprinted Meng Wanyin's figure.

"I'll send you to the company?" Yue Jiangcheng's voice was gentle, and his handsome face reflected a happy look, every morning, seeing Meng Wanyin would make him feel unconsciously comfortable.

Meng Wanyin is like his medicine, curing him of all diseases.

"Don't go to the company, go to meet someone." Meng Wanyin groaned for a moment, and then spoke.

She wondered if she should call Lu Qing, she hadn't married the company for several days, and she didn't know if she had anything to deal with.

Since Shen Zonghe came back, Lu Qing has become weird, Meng Wanyin can see that she is full of uneasiness and anxiety, but feelings have always been warm and cold, and she can't help her.

"Who?" Yue Jiangcheng pretended to ask casually, and a purple light flashed in his deep black eyes.

He was very interested in Meng Wanyin's every move, especially in this short period of time, she was like a mysterious body, so he couldn't help but explore.

"A friend." Meng Wanyin said casually, not seeing the doubts in Yue Jiangcheng's eyes.

"I'm full." Meng Wanyin was like a mouthful of bread in her mouth, like running out, she decided to come back early after visiting Nan Ke and continue her unfinished design, so the time was in a hurry.

However, looking at Yue Jiangcheng's eyes, she couldn't wait to meet someone, who would this person be?

Meng Wanyin drove all the way, and soon came to Nanke's hut, looking at the surrounding flowers and plants, her mood suddenly improved, and the refreshing aroma came to the tip of her nose.

The wooden house was still familiar, but there was no sound in the closed wooden door, Meng Wanyin walked to the door and knocked gently, but no one opened the door.

"It won't be absent, will it?" Meng Wanyin frowned.

Time passed minute by minute, and no one responded to Meng Wanyin's helpless preparation to leave, she was too anxious to go to the United States later, and she didn't leave Nan Ke's phone at all.

A trip in vain made Meng Wanyin sigh helplessly, she turned around and was about to get into the car, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind her, she turned her head suddenly, thinking that it would be Nan Ke.

However, there was a strange man standing behind him, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and the man waved the wooden stick in his hand in an instant when he saw Meng Wanyin.

Meng Wanyin quickly dodged, turned around and ran away quickly, she has experienced this kind of thing a lot, and she has also learned to deal with it.

However, her speed was inferior to the man after all, and she was soon caught up, and Meng Wanyin stood behind the tree, her eyes calm.

"Who sent you?" Meng Wanyin asked in a low voice, and a flash of coldness flashed in her sharp eyes.

The man shuddered and did not answer Meng Wanyin's words, but rushed towards her again with a stick, and the whole person was like a beast that had escaped the shackles.

Meng Wanyin was instantly pressed to the ground, and her scalp was torn and the pain made her frown, but she didn't scream.

"How much money she gives you, I can give you double." Meng Wanyin closed her eyes tightly and said calmly.

She wasn't sure who the people were behind the scenes, but it was nothing more than those few people, and now she wanted to escape from the predicament, and she could only win with wisdom. The man in front of her was obviously well-developed and simple-minded, and as long as she could convince him, she would be able to get out of trouble.

When the man heard Meng Wanyin's words, he stopped moving, although he was very moved by this, but they had rules.

"Don't dream, I won't let you go." When the words fell, the man smashed the stick on Meng Wanyin's head.

Dizzy, with a golden light in front of her, Meng Wanyin was completely unconscious, she seemed to have entered a boundless world, surrounded by fluorescent, unfamiliar scenes, as if far away from the universe.

Looking at the woman lying on the ground, the man nodded with satisfaction, picked up the rope and tied her, then took a photo and sent it to Meng Nianci.

Successful completion of the task.

However, in the next second, he was kicked to the ground, and a man with a solemn expression stood beside him, his deep black eyes like black holes.

"Who are you?" The man's face changed slightly, and he asked in a rough voice, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a group of people appeared and quickly subdued him, his movements were very neat, without dragging mud and water at all, and he looked well-trained.

At this moment, the man felt him kick to the iron plate.