Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Road to Rivalry is Narrow

The sky was getting dark, Meng Wanyin stood in front of the window, feeling the breeze blowing her hair, and her sparkling eyes were full of uneasiness, like a frightened kitten.

On the white arm, the dazzling bruise was covered by her clothes, but the pain could not be hidden, invading her nerves raw.

Meng Wanyin was indifferent to the pain, she closed her eyes, remembering the kiss she had just kissed with Yue Jiangcheng, and her heart was beating irrepressibly violently again.

"Are you crazy?" Meng Wanyin walked to the mirror and looked at herself angrily, did she really fall in love with Yue Jiangcheng?

Since marrying Yue Jiangcheng, she has reminded herself over and over again that she must not fall into it, they are just acting on the spot.

However, if the heart can be controlled, where are so many people trapped by love?

On the seventh floor of the hotel, Shen Zonghe leaned on the sofa with a lazy expression, meeting Meng Wanyin was the only loophole in his plan, but it made him have a different mood.

The diamond was the bait he deliberately released, and now, the fish has been hooked, and he has met a different woman.

Because of his status there, there have been countless women who have chased him over the years, and Meng Wanyin is obviously a special case, and she is only alienated from him.

All the enthusiasm she showed was for strangers, and there was no eagerness to be fascinated by it in those clear pupils.

Shen Zonghe was interested in a woman for the first time, and he had seen Meng Wanyin's design, all the details were perfect, she just needed a Bole who appreciated her.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a light smile, Shen Zonghe picked up the pen on the table, he had a hunch that soon he would meet Meng Wanyin again.

And Meng Wanyin didn't know anything about all this, she was still immersed in her feelings and couldn't extricate herself, like a person who couldn't swim was thrown into the water, suffocated and helpless.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Yue Jinyu stood outside the door and knocked lightly.

Since coming to France, Meng Wanyin has not accompanied him to have a good walk, and locks herself in the room every day, which makes him a little unhappy and more aggrieved.

Meng Wanyin left suddenly for so long, Yue Jinyu would dream every night, dreaming that his mother was back, but the reality was not, which caused him to be unhappy for a day.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Yue Jiangcheng watched his son's every move, guessed his thoughts, and used the fastest time to deal with all the work in his hand, and took him to find Meng Wanyin together.

Even Yue Jiangcheng didn't expect that one day he would be swayed by a woman.

"Mom is working." Meng Wanyin opened the door, hugged her son into her arms, and said softly.

She actually felt a little guilty, the game was over, but she couldn't give more time to her son, something like that happened before, Yue Jinyu's young heart was still full of trauma.

But whether the company can go further depends on now, she only has three days, which makes Meng Wanyin very helpless.

Lu Qing's phone came in at this time.

"Wanyin, how is the suit design, is there any inspiration?" Lu Qing asked eagerly.

That opportunity was not only for Meng Wanyin, but also for their company's last chance, after all, they were both a loss and a glory.

As a result of this competition, she only won the fourth place, which was somewhat beyond Lu Qing's expectations, she knew Meng Wanyin's strength very well, and her design was obviously so good.

However, it is impossible for anyone to cheat in an open and transparent competition, and it can only be said that those French people are not tasteful enough.

Resentful in her heart, Lu Qing wanted to seize this opportunity, and exhibiting Meng Wanyin's designs was also the first step to promote their company to the world, which was crucial.

"It's just beginning, and it's a little uncomfortable." Meng Wanyin said helplessly, she didn't even finish the draft, Yue Jiangcheng always came to her mind, affecting her thoughts.

"Are we going to visit Jerry?" Lu Qing suddenly arrived at something and continued to ask.

Jerry is the most famous suit designer in France, but he is very strange, this strange old man with a temper, Lu Qing tried his best to ask him, but he didn't get an answer.

This made Lu Qing a little helpless, but Meng Wanyin was not very familiar with suits, and many details needed his guidance.

"Of course, did he agree?" Meng Wanyin asked anxiously, she had a lot of questions that Jerry needed to solve, this was her first time designing a suit, she wanted to be different, but she wanted to be recognized by the world.

"No, but I've found out that he's going to a cabaret tonight." Lu Qing said seriously.

She tried her best to invite Jerry, and he didn't seem to give anyone a chance to see him at all, but he had a special hobby, which was dancing.

Jerry is in his fifties, but he has an extraordinary love for dancing, especially beautiful women.

When Meng Wanyin heard the song and dance, she had a consideration in her heart, and when the time came, she took the opportunity to get close to Jerry, and then took the knowledge she wanted from his mouth.

There are many things that she can't understand, and she needs this kind of old designer with a lot of experience to explain.

Hanging up the phone, Meng Wanyin suddenly didn't want to pay attention to the rights and wrongs of her feelings, nothing was more important to her than her career.

Whether she wants to leave Yue Jiangcheng or not, the most important thing now is to repay the money owed to him, although he has not mentioned this matter again, Meng Wanyin is angry.

She's been saddled with a huge debt, and she believes she has the ability to pay it off, and now is the opportunity.

Changing into a beige dress, taking care of her long black hair like seaweed, and putting on light makeup, Meng Wanyin left the hotel satisfied.

She's going to a cabaret, and in Paris, France, romance is everywhere, and even the air is filled with the scent of roses.

Meng Wanyin felt the clear blue sky and fresh air here, raised her eyes and saw a familiar voice, only to see Meng Nianci standing outside the door of the dance hall.

"It's really a narrow road, Meng Wanyin." Meng Nianci turned her head and saw Meng Wanyin, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, and her black eyes were extremely gloomy.

She asked a man to come to the song and dance party, but she didn't expect to meet Meng Wanyin, a broom star, which was really unlucky.

Meng Wanyin looked at this titular sister coldly, and did not speak, she had nothing to say to her.

"Why, don't dare to speak, when did you become so cowardly?" However, the more Meng Wanyin is like this, Meng Nianci, you also feel that she is a bully, and you want to pinch her in the palm of your hand.

"Is there something wrong, it's okay to get out of the way." Meng Wanyin held something in her chest, and said irritably, she didn't want to talk nonsense with Meng Nianci.

There was no intersection between them in the first place, she took her Yangguan Road, and she crossed her single-plank bridge.