The abandoned wife of a wealthy family won by not serving as a control group

When Meng Chuyuan saw that Ying Dong had no sense of respect for others and didn't care whether he was really confused or fake, he opened the skylight and spoke frankly.

"..." Dong Ying looked slightly stiff when he heard Meng Chuyuan's words.

Director Xia smiled unkindly at this moment.

Just now regarding Director Xia's matter, Director Ying spoke up for Meng Chuyuan, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon.

Ying Dong raised his eyes and looked at Meng Chuyuan, with a forced smile on his face. It took him a long time to hold back the words: "Squeaky."

After saying this, he put down the lighter and smiled helplessly, "No smoking is allowed, which is quite similar to my daughter... Okay, I won't smoke tonight."

Ying Dong put down the cigarette honestly and returned the lighter to Xia Dong.

Seeing this, Meng Chuyuan's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and she said politely again: "Thank you, Uncle Ying, for giving me this favor."

Someone asked: "I really don't smoke anymore? Can I bear it?"

"I'll try my best." Just bear with it. If it doesn't work, will he smoke outside again?
Anyone who is familiar with Ying Dong knows that he is an old smoker and is very addicted to smoking. He will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't smoke for a day!

The meal and chat time would take an hour or two to finish, which might be an extreme challenge for Dong.

Who would have thought that with Meng Chuyuan's simple words, he would put down his cigarette obediently.

In addition to Meng Chuyuan, there was actually a female shareholder in the room. After seeing Ying Dongzhen put down his cigarette, she couldn't help but said: "Old Ying, actually I have long been disgusted with your habit of never leaving your cigarette. , I’ve known you for so many years, and I’m not even embarrassed to talk about you.”

As soon as these words came out, Xia Dong would inevitably take the role of himself, after all, he did not miss it.

Director Xia frowned and asked, "Do you also want to say that about me?"

"Yes. Every time I go with you, I smell like cigarette smoke. If it weren't for Mr. Lu's sake, I wouldn't be here tonight."

"..."

No one likes to talk about work after get off work, so they start looking for topics on Lu Qingye and Meng Chuyuan.Lu Qingye got married suddenly and did not announce the marriage to the public. Not many people around him knew about it. They knew that the truth was spread by Lin Youjuan.

Lin Youjuan couldn't hide things. She would naturally share the good news about her son's marriage with others. If it spread from person to person, they would naturally get wind of it.

Even if they knew that Lu Qingye was married, they would still be curious about how they got together.

After the meal, Ying Dong stared at the cigarettes on the table intentionally or unintentionally. He felt a little restless and wanted to reach out for it several times but resisted.

Later, while they were chatting heatedly, Ying Dong couldn't help but take a cigarette and put it against the crowd and smell it again and again.

When the topic came to Meng Chuyuan, they asked openly: "I am a little curious and want to ask Mrs. Xiao Lu whose daughter is her?"

"I have watched Mr. Xiao Lu grow up, and I have never seen him get close to any girl!"

"That's right."

"..."

When the sensitive topic of life experience was mentioned, Lu Quanyu frowned in displeasure: "Let's just chat. Why are you asking these questions? We are checking the household registration!"

Meng Chuyuan did not feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, she could respond calmly: "My parents are ordinary farmers and died when I was very young, so even if I say it, you don't know them."

"..." After hearing Meng Chuyuan's sincere answer, they didn't know how to continue chatting for a while.

I thought that even if Meng Chuyuan was not a daughter of a famous family, she would still be from a small family, but she didn't expect that she was actually a country girl!

Lu Qingye suddenly raised his hand, covered the back of Meng Chuyuan's hand, and warmed her with the body temperature of his palm.

When everyone fell silent, Lu Qingye spoke slowly: "Her origin is not important, it is enough that I like her." (End of Chapter)