Chapter Ninety-Two: Strike First Meng Wanyin's face rose

x Meng Wanyin's face turned red, and in front of her son, she could only glare at Yue Jiangcheng angrily, like an angry cat, a little cute.

Yue Jiangcheng lowered his head, his dark eyes instantly absorbed Meng Wanyin's eyes, the two looked at each other for a moment, and pink foam seemed to fill the air.

The heart was beating uncontrollably, Meng Wanyin felt like an eighteen-year-old girl, seduced by the male sex in front of her, Yue Jiangcheng was simply a monster.

"What do you want to eat at noon?" Yue Jiangcheng suddenly spoke, his voice was full of magnetism, very good, and his deep black eyes were endless, but a little starlight twinkling was fascinating.

"Everything." Meng Wanyin is very easy-going, she actually doesn't have any appetite, and she feels that her throat is a little inflamed and painful.

She tried to remember what happened yesterday, but there were only a few scattered fragments, which could not be spliced together at all, Meng Wanyin was a little irritable, and her face became more and more pale.

"Mom, are you alright?" Yue Jinyu, who was standing on the side, felt that Meng Wanyin's state was wrong, and asked cautiously.

Meng Wanyin waved her hand, her eyes looked gentle like her son, and there was no blood on her pale cheeks.

The ward was quiet, Yue Jiangcheng's deep black eyes stared at Meng Wanyin, but he didn't speak, he had already sent someone to investigate last night's incident, and the results had not yet come out.

But from the surveillance, Yue Jiangcheng saw Meng Nianci's figure, which had nothing to do with her, and Meng Wanyin had no impression of everything that happened last night.

Since the car accident two years ago, her memory has begun to decline, and many things will be forgotten inexplicably.

"Yesterday, what happened?" Meng Wanyin turned her head to look at the man beside her, her eyes were full of confusion, she couldn't remember why.

But the body felt extremely tired, as if it had been tortured by something, and the feeling of physical and mental exhaustion.

"You're almost hurt, you're fine." Yue Jiangcheng simply explained that what happened yesterday was definitely not a good memory for Meng Wanyin, and she still didn't remember it well.

In the cocktail that Meng Wanyin had drunk, she detected a drug that paralyzed people's nerves, which is strictly banned in France.

"Almost hurt?" Meng Wanyin racked her brains for memories, but she still looked confused.

"Don't think about it, get some rest." Yue Jiangcheng leaned over and took Meng Wanyin into his arms to soothe her irritable heart.

Meng Wanyin closed her eyes and began to empty herself, time passed minute by minute, she hadn't seen designer Jerry yesterday, and the suit that Lin Ke asked her to design was not even drafted now.

But Yue Jiangcheng was by her side, she still had a drip in her hand, Meng Wanyin didn't know what kind of illness she had, but she couldn't stay in the hospital anymore.

"Don't you have a job to keep busy?" Meng Wanyin suddenly opened her eyes, her sparkling eyes full of sly light.

Yue Jiangcheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Wanyin, thinking slightly, he has been in France for many days, and he does have a lot of work to do, but he wants to be by her side when she needs it.

"It's not as important as you." Yue Jiangcheng said very seriously, and the softness in his eyes was particularly heartwarming.

With such a look, Meng Wanyin couldn't take it for a while, so she could only stare at Yue Jiangcheng intently, always feeling that since he came to France this time, it seemed that it had become different.

What exactly went wrong, Meng Wanyin couldn't say.

The two sat quietly, time was flowing slowly, Meng Wanyin felt that her heart was dripping blood, two days were about to run out, and her design was not yet complete.

At this moment, Yue Jiangcheng's mobile phone suddenly rang, the man who bullied Meng Wanyin yesterday was arrested, and just now he confessed Meng Nianci.

Originally, Meng Nianci used a lot of money to gag his mouth, but in the face of death, anyone is cowardly.

Although money is important, life is even more important, and in the end the man said everything.

Where Meng Wanyin was standing at the time, there were psychedelic drugs in every glass of wine, but the amount of medicine was very low, and no matter how much she drank, she wouldn't feel anything.

But Meng Nianci sprinkled poppy powder on her hair, and the moment Meng Wanyin touched it, the two would react, and the effect of the medicine was more than ten greater.

This is also the reason why Meng Wanyin instantly weakened after talking to Meng Nianci.

Originally, Meng Nianci wanted to deal with Meng Wanyin on the last day, not wanting to startle the snake and ensure that nothing went wrong, but she had never missed a deal with this sister.

However, in the past few years, Meng Wanyin seems to have grown, which has made her miss frequently, so Meng Nianci had to change her plan and decided to start in advance.

As the saying goes, the first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

"I have some things to deal with, you can take care of yourself in the hospital." Yue Jiangcheng hung up the phone, looking cautious and serious.

Meng Wanyin's body is fine, but the traditional Chinese medicine in her body has not been completely metabolized, so she still needs to be observed in the hospital for a day.

Since coming to France, Meng Wanyin has been a little jet-lagged, and she has eaten very little, and she has become much thinner, which is very distressing to look at.

"Okay." Meng Wanyin nodded quickly, a little excited in her heart, and when Yue Jiangcheng left, she would find a way to find designer Jerry.

The design of the suit could not be delayed any longer.

Yue Jiangcheng turned to leave, Meng Wanyin didn't hear his footsteps at all, then she quickly got up from the hospital bed, she knew her body, there was nothing wrong with it at all.

Looking at the hospital gown on her body, Meng Wanyin was a little melancholy, she ran out like this, and others were not allowed to treat her as a madman?

took out her mobile phone, Meng Wanyin called Lu Qingbo and asked her to send her a piece of clothing as quickly as possible.

"Mom, where do you want to go?" Yue Jinyu, who was standing outside the door, rolled his big eyes and said mischievously.

Meng Wanyin was startled when she was a thief, and when she saw that it was her son, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "Mom is going to be busy with work, don't tell your dad if he's okay?" ”

"Mom, you're not good." Yue Jinyu furrowed his small eyebrows and looked at Meng Wanyin with a disapproving expression.

If you are sick, you should stay in the hospital to recuperate, run out to work, what if the illness is more serious?

"Mom really has a very important job." Meng Wanyin patiently explained to her son, feeling that her throat was still burning with pain.

But she can't care about it so much, tomorrow is the last day, she has to design the suit, this is her last chance, and it is also a rare opportunity for their company.

Soon Lu Qing rushed over, and saw Meng Wanyin in a hospital gown, she was very speechless, she found that she had always had a lot of unwarranted disasters recently, and she was inexplicably injured.

"Are you alright?" Lu Qing looked at Meng Wanyin worriedly, it was really not okay for her to visit Jerry Designer alone.