Of course Meng Furong knew what Song Yazhu meant, and before Song Yazhu could speak, Meng Furong knew what she wanted to say, otherwise, why was she still called a bosom friend?

Meng Furong went on to say:

"Okay, okay, don't roll your eyes, can't you see your little flowery intestines? However, now is a new era, not a feudal era, although women have to revolve around men after marriage, but women can have their own little world. You say that you are a rich second generation, your parents are a combination of government and business, what do you want, what are you not satisfied with? Let's be realistic, when your old father leaves in the future, his mansion is not yours yet? Although you are indeed a little cold at the moment, living in a small house and driving a scooter, you brought it on yourself. If you want, your father on the rich list will give you a Bentley in a minute? Giving you a mansion? It's good for you, but you have to come to our lower class people to experience the suffering, my aunt and grandmother...... Now you're a mother, you have two mothers - oh no, you have two children, you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the future of your two children......"

Meng Furong felt that she had said so much, and she was a little thirsty, so she grabbed the kettle and drank it violently, and then continued:

"In my opinion, you don't want to be willful...... After a few days you are discharged from the hospital, you move in with your father and live with him. ”

Song Yazhu's eyes began to roll again.

Meng Furong seemed to understand Song Yazhu's thoughts, and kept talking to herself:

"Anyway, your original house has been sold, and you just have a sum of cash on hand, haven't you always wanted to open a design studio? Just use this cash to open a design studio, if you rent a house, it's enough. Now that your mom is gone, it's when your dad is lonely, you move home to live, and you just have time to spend with your dad, look at your dad, he's almost sixty years old now, and he's still working hard in the mall like a young man all day long, do you know what your dad's biggest concern is? It's the successor! ”

Meng Furong took another sip of water:

"Think about it, in a company with assets of hundreds of millions of yuan, my daughter has to go to work in another company and be a small design supervisor, and my son-in-law can't be counted on, staying at home all day long, hoping to drum up some literary and artistic works and become a big writer...... Think about it, your parents are just an only daughter like you, tell me, such a huge asset, if he doesn't leave it to his daughter, does he still have to leave it to outsiders? So, don't be willful, I can see that you have business potential. During your years in the design firm, you still have a lot of experience in negotiation. Over the years, the real estate company has been in a recession, and your father's real estate company doesn't know how many years it can be prosperous. As for your design company, I think it can be taken care of, anyway, real estate companies also need design, isn't it enough to set up a design company in your father's company? Other design firms make millions of dollars a year from your dad's company...... Hey, I don't know what you two think...... If I had such a boss, I would have lived an upper-class life a long time ago......"

At the end, Meng Furong stretched out a finger and said:

"So, now, the most important thing is to get that man out of yours and let him come back and be the vice president of your father's company!"

The days of chattering like this lasted for a whole week in the hospital. In Meng Furong's chatter, Song Yazhu gradually walked out of the quagmire of emotion.

Meng Furong is a pistachio, which can calm Song Yazhu's troubled thoughts.

A week later, Meng Furong personally drove the car, carrying Song Yazhu, the newborn baby and the nanny, back to the residence.

The current residence was rented by Song Yazhu after selling the original house. Although the room is relatively spacious, it is rented after all, and my heart is somewhat unsteady.

After all, Meng Furong also has her own things to be busy with, and she has been with her in the hospital for six or seven days, which is already a great help. These days, listening to Meng Furong's constant chatter, Song Yazhu finally feels that her thinking has been broadened, and her originally confused life has finally seen hope.

At the very least, she knew what to do next.

Although it is still relatively weak, it is much better than in the first two days of production. Meng Furong said to Song Yazhu:

"Now, what are you going to do?"

Song Yazhu nodded and said:

"You're right, I've been thinking a lot about it these days, and I won't be suspicious of things I'm not sure about, because it will only increase my troubles."

Meng Furong:

"That's right! Remember what you just said, after that nerd comes back, you will live a good life, and you will be messed up again, okay? Is it interesting to fight back and forth like this? ”

Song Yazhu nodded embarrassedly.

Meng Furong says:

"If I were you, the most important thing now would be to make an appointment with my father immediately, and you father and daughter should have had a good talk. Anyway, you are his daughter, and he is your father. Besides, it's the nerd that your father has an opinion about, not your daughter, and you have to figure out this relationship. ”

Song Yazhu nodded.

Meng Furong said happily:

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

Song Yazhu said sincerely:

"Thank you for helping me so much......"

Meng Furong immediately said:

"Stop! Hurry up and stop me, I won't eat you! Now, I've been suffocated by you for so many days, and it's time to go and be happy. ”

宋雅竹 says:

"Go back quickly, you haven't seen you for so long, I don't know what the rush is like."

Meng Furong laughed:

"Hahahaha, you're wrong! I'm anxious to see now, but it's not my uninteresting guy, I'm going to meet the handsome guy—"

Meng Furong smiled happily and pretended to be mysterious:

"He's still a handsome foreign guy—"

After speaking, Meng Furong laughed and went out.

Song Yazhu shook her head, and she didn't know which of what this girlfriend said was true and which was false.