The next day, Ning Meng was woken up by a series of phone ringing.

After she answered in a daze, a hoarse voice came that she could barely speak: "Mengmeng, are you on the way?" When you come, buy me some throat lozenges. ”

Ning Meng: "?? Who are you? ”

"Me."

Ning Meng sneered: "Liar, right? I don't know anyone with your voice, I have to cheat on a box of throat lozenges, you're too poor, right? ”

“…… I'm your dad! ”

Ning Meng: ??

She glanced at her phone, and it did show Ning Wentao.

She asked, "What's wrong with your throat?" ”

Ning Wentao's throat was like a broken gong: "I can't speak, how long do you have to arrive?" ”

Ning Meng closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while: "Where are you?" ”

Ning Wentao became anxious, his voice became even hoarser, and he broke the tone: "?? Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, didn't you say that you would go home for dinner at noon?! ”

Ning Meng: "What's the hurry, it's less than ten o'clock." ”

She rolled over: "Hung up." ”

But on the contrary, I couldn't sleep, squinted for a while, and simply got up.

Walking into the bathroom, she let out a long sigh of relief in the mirror.

How she slept last night, she doesn't remember.

I only remember being picked up by a man and put on the bed, maybe it was impulsive, she followed her heart, dressed in a dream, and said that sentence.

Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the man look at her for a few seconds, then turn away without saying anything.

Ning Meng patted her face and said that she would not be distracted!

After washing up, when I walked out, I saw a few more Mid-Autumn Festival blessing text messages on WeChat.

Du Ruo: [Lemon, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I've been following you all along, and I can help you with the second part of "Bloom" if you need it. 】

Ning Meng: ??

Who is this man?

Lin Qingbei: [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, don't worry, for your sake, I will write the album as soon as possible. 】

Ning Meng: ??

Why did he write songs for her?

Ning Meng ignored them and drove downstairs back to Ning's house.

Passing by the drugstore, I bought throat lozenges.

Unexpectedly, after entering the door, he saw Ning Wentao's radiant appearance.

Today, the company has an income of 500 million, his head no longer hurts, his waist is no longer sore, and his old cold legs for many years seem to be cured!

He sat on the sofa, his back straight, his voice hoarse, and chatted with the new babysitter, "...... Have you watched Mars Transfer? The ...... of Lemon Investment Didn't see it? Then I'll go and see it today, and I'll reimburse you for movie tickets...... Mengmeng was not easy, the whole company was against it at that time, and she did not hesitate to make a military order......"

The little nanny listened silently, and showed a very supportive look: "Wow, the eldest lady is so amazing!" ”

Ning Meng: "......"

She walked over and sat down, but unfortunately Ning Wentao was on the rise and didn't see her at all.

Ning Meng twitched the corner of her mouth.

At this time, the phone vibrated a little.

God: [Sister, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.] I really want to spend the holiday with you, are you free today? 】

Seeing this, Ning Meng paused.

She felt that it was not a way to drag it out, so she had to tell him the truth quickly, there was Huo Beichen yesterday, it was hard to say, so ......

Ning Meng thought about it and edited a message: [God, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. However, there is one thing that I don't think I can continue to hide from you. Actually, I just think of you as a brother, sorry, I'm already married. 】

After gritting her teeth and sending, Ning Meng waited for the storm of God and Aunt Meilin.