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Chapter 78: Meng Qingning’s Mother! (Please subscribe to the two-in-one version)

The next day was the weekend.

Meng Qingning was so exhausted that she was flipping through a book expressionlessly in her university dormitory.

The cell phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed that it was his mother, Jiang Yun.

She quickly sat up, then her small hand slid to pick up the phone, only to hear Jiang Yun say concisely and forcefully: "Qingning, I'm at the gate of your school, come out and meet me."

"Good mother."

Meng Qingning didn't have time to think about it. She quickly tidied her clothes and ran downstairs.

As soon as I walked out of the school gate, I saw a black luxury car parked steadily in front of me. The door opened and Jiang Yun walked out with neat steps.

The sound of high heels is crisp!

She wore a well-tailored black suit, slim-fitting trousers that highlighted her straight legs, and a simple pearl necklace around her neck perfectly accentuated her elegance.

Although Jiang Yun has entered middle age, time has not dimmed her charm, but has instead added a touch of maturity to her.

Her eyes were sharp and calm, carrying the majesty unique to a superior, and her aura was so powerful that people dared not look directly at her.

The male students passing by couldn't help but glance sideways, attracted by this woman who exuded a powerful aura.

"Mom, why are you here so suddenly?"

Meng Qingning hurried forward.

Jiang Yun hugged her chest, her arms folded, and said, "I came to see you and talk about something."

After a brief chat about Meng Qingning's studies.

Jiang Yun changed the subject: "Where's your aunt?"

Meng Qingning lowered her eyes, but when she noticed her mother's gaze, she nodded and immediately dialed Jiang Qian's number.

The call was connected, and Jiang Qian's hoarse but somewhat positive voice came from the receiver, "Ningning, you..."

But she wasn't finished yet.

Meng Qingning interrupted and said, "Aunt, my mother is here and she wants us to have dinner together."

Jiang Qian was silent for a long time, and then she seemed to force out a smile and said, "Ningning, I'm sorry, I'm really not in the mood today and can't go. You and your mother should eat."

"Ah."

Meng Qingning grabbed the phone and pursed her rosy lips.

Jiang Yun asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Qingning was afraid that her mother would find out something was wrong. "My aunt's voice sounds strange, as if she is sick."

Jiang Yun frowned, but said nothing.

"Then get in the car."

She turned around and got on the car first.

Meng Qingning followed behind her.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was quiet, with only soft music flowing.

Jiang Yun was driving attentively, while Meng Qingning was looking out the window, his thoughts still on the strange phone call from Jiang Qian.

Arriving at the restaurant, we were impressed by its elegant decoration, wooden tables and chairs, and quaint screens, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

The mother and daughter had just sat down and had not had time to open the menu when Jiang Yun's cell phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, her brows furrowed instantly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

"Hey!"

Jiang Yun answered the phone, her voice instantly turning cold. "What's wrong with you? You messed up such an important project. Do you know how much damage this will cause to the company?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be explaining, but Jiang Yun interrupted impatiently: "Don't make excuses! Find a way to remedy the situation yourself. If you can't solve it, then quit!"

Her voice was particularly clear in the quiet restaurant, and the waiter was a little stunned.

Meng Qingning lowered her eyes and head. She had long been accustomed to her mother's dominance at work, but she still felt a little uncomfortable in such an occasion.

After scolding his subordinates, Jiang Yun seemed to be aware of the gazes from the people around him and adjusted his sitting position slightly.

She looked at Meng Qingning, and the sternness on her face eased slightly, but still with a hint of coldness.

"Sorry, it's company business."

Jiang Yun explained briefly and picked up the menu, "See what you want to eat."

Meng Qingning smiled, but knew in her heart that her mother's coldness was not directed at her, but was the character she had developed over the years.

He hardly smiles, and sometimes he even seems stiff and doesn't want anyone to approach him.

After the dishes were served, the mother and daughter began to eat. Jiang Yun occasionally asked Meng Qingning about her studies and life in a flat tone.

Meng Qingning was still a little absent-minded as she answered, and in fact, she was not that close to her mother.

While the mother and daughter were having dinner, Jiang Yun sipped a few glasses of wine and casually lifted up her high heels.

The originally cold little face gradually turned red, and the eyes also had a little more color.

Meng Qingning was eating silently when she suddenly heard Jiang Yun say, "By the way, your father cheated on her."

The chopsticks in Meng Qingning's hand shook violently, and she looked up at her mother in disbelief, before she could recover from her surprise.

Jiang Yun continued, her tone as cold as if she was talking about a trivial matter: "I plan to divorce your father, you should be mentally prepared."

Meng Qingning opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be blocked. It took her a while to find her voice again: "Mom"

Jiang Yun gently put down the wine glass and looked at her daughter calmly: "I just found out not long ago too. There's no need for me to lie to you about this kind of thing."

After saying that, she picked up the wine glass and took another sip. The red wine flowed down the corners of her mouth, making her look even more charming.

Meng Qingning felt her head buzzing. She never expected such a sudden change.

Meng Qingning tried to find a trace of sadness or anger on her mother's face, but Jiang Yun's expression remained cold except for the blush from drinking, as if she was really just conveying a predetermined notice, not the breakdown of her own marriage.

"Mom, aren't you sad?"

Meng Qingning was silent for a while, then asked with a trembling voice.

Jiang Yun pursed her lips around the bowl of soup and said, "What's the point of being sad? It's already happened. This marriage is already in name only anyway."

Her tone was light, but revealed an unquestionable determination, "Besides, I don't need a man in the first place."

Meng Qingning's personality may be related to her mother's personality!

She didn't know how to continue the conversation with her mother.

She couldn't even bring herself to persuade her mother to reconsider.

My mother always has the final say at home, and it's always suffocating.
In addition, my father had originally relied on my mother's family, and later tried desperately to prove himself in front of my mother's family, but he didn't get any comfort from my mother.
Their marriage has long been dead in name only.

My father is rich now, and what my mother can't give him, those young girls out there who are after money will give him!
My mother came and left quickly, getting into the car with her beautiful pair of elderly legs in high heels.

Meng Qingning stood there for a long time, watching the car drive away, before the phone in her bag rang.

When I took it out and looked at it, the note was Dad.

Dad: "Mom has come to you, right? I'm sorry, Ningning, your mom and I really can't get along anymore and I haven't been able to give you a complete family."

Meng Qingning: "Yeah, I understand."

Dad: "No matter what happens to mom and dad, you will always be my favorite daughter."

Meng Qingning stared at the phone screen with her eyes downcast. For a long time, nothing happened. Click, click!

I don’t know if it’s rain or tears?

Drop by drop, it hit the phone screen.

She really wanted to cry now, but her eyes were hazy and she didn't know what to do.

Finally, he arrived at the password door in a daze.

Bang bang bang.

I knocked on the door but got no response!
Enter password!

Push the door open and go in.

A strong smell of alcohol hit me in the face!

Wine bottles were scattered all over the carpet under the coffee table.

Meng Qingning felt a pang of pain in her heart as she looked at Jiang Qian, who was lying on the coffee table in a miserable state.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that her throat seemed to be choked by something and she couldn't utter a word.

Seemed to notice movement at the door.

The figure struggled to raise his head!
Almost the moment he saw Meng Qingning!
"Ningning, Ningning"

Jiang Qian's voice suddenly trembled. She covered her face, lowered her head and began to sob.

Meng Qingning squatted down gently, stretched out her hand, and wanted to wipe the tears from her face, but stopped halfway.

After a long time, Jiang Qian's crying gradually subsided. She raised her head and looked at Meng Qingning with her bloodshot eyes. She said in a hoarse voice: "Ningning, I'm sorry for you. I know I was wrong. I don't want to do these things."

Meng Qingning bit her lip, her eyes reddened, and she suddenly felt like releasing all the emotions that had been pent up in her heart.
".My parents are divorced."

Her voice trembled slightly, filled with confusion and sadness.

Jiang Qian didn't seem to react at first, and smiled bitterly, "Auntie is possessed by a ghost, I shouldn't... What?"

Soon, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened again.

Meng Qingning took a deep breath, her face was extremely sad, she slowly opened her mouth, but her lips trembled uncontrollably: "Aunt, I have no home." She couldn't help but shed tears.

Jiang Qian struggled to stand up and wanted to hug Meng Qingning, but was afraid that she would dodge away, so her hand stopped in mid-air.

Meng Qingning suddenly bumped into Jiang Qian's chest, gasping for breath before finally letting out a cry, "Mom has never given me maternal love. I have always felt that you are my closest person, and I have always trusted you. Why, Aunt Qian, why...
Why did everyone betray me, Jiang Qian? Why do you think so?

Jiang Qian patted her back gently to help her calm down, her eyes filled with heartache. Are they finally getting divorced?

After Meng Qingning calmed down a bit, she pursed her rosy lips and said, "My aunt broke up with me."

Meng Qingning suddenly looked up at Jiang Qian, her lips slightly parted, and she forgot to cry for a moment.

Jiang Qian gently wiped the corners of her eyes and said calmly, "Auntie and Lu Mingze broke up."

"Aunt Qian! Woo woo woo!"

Meng Qingning finally couldn't hold it in anymore and cried for a long time while hugging Jiang Qian.

"Aunt Qian, I'm so scared, so scared. I thought I was about to lose you. There's only Lu Mingze, and I don't want to give you away."

Jiang Qian nodded, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't snatch it from you, I won't snatch it from you."

Meng Qingning hugged Jiang Qian tightly, and now refused to let go!

The class would officially start in a few days. Ji Boming sat in the front row, and from time to time he would look at Lu Mingze and the class monitor Jiang Zimei who were chatting and laughing in the back row.

When I went to the bathroom after class, the first thing I did was question.

"What were you talking about with the class monitor in class? You looked so happy."

Lu Mingze shuddered and tilted his head, "Really?"

"Your faces are almost touching each other, and many classmates are still asking me if you are together."

Lu Mingze pulled up his pants and said, "No, I'm still considering whether to start a new relationship."

Ji Boming immediately asked, "You and Meng Qingning broke up? Why? Weren't you two very affectionate before?"

You wouldn't have thought that the person he broke up with was her aunt. Breaking up twice actually hurt a woman twice.

Shameful.

Lu Mingze lowered his head to wash his hands, then looked up and smiled without saying a word.

Ji Boming: "Mingze, are you really going to date Jiang Zimei?"

Lu Mingze was about to go back to the classroom when he turned around and said, "Let's talk about it later."

Ji Boming's face was full of envy. After they left the restroom, Ji Boming whispered to him before entering the classroom, "I thought Meng Qingning was so beautiful that she could satisfy you."

"We still have to see if she can impress me."

"Who?"

"Jiang Zimei."

"oh oh."

Ji Boming was a bit perfunctory. The main reason was that Jiang Zimei had carried a gun and served in the army. At most, she had a good impression of Lu Mingze. She couldn't pursue him, right?
Seeing Jiang Zimei coming in from the back door of the classroom, such a beautiful and heroic girl.
Ji Boming obviously didn't believe it!
But after class, Jiang Zimei returned Lu Mingze's schoolbag to him.

Ji Boming turned around and looked, wondering why the girls he chatted with online were not like this?

Damn Lu Mingze, don’t you have shoulders for a boy like you? You actually walked out of the classroom leisurely with empty hands!

Ji Boming felt inexplicably sad and spat, cursing, "You sons of bitches."

I didn't expect that as soon as I got on the car, it drove to a corner of the university town that had not yet been fully developed.

"Can it impress you?"

Jiang Zimei loosened her seatbelt, her body unexpectedly pressed forward, and she squinted her eyes, "Who satisfies you more, her or Zimei's mother?"

"Uh, why are you still eavesdropping on other people's conversations?"

Lu Mingze's Adam's apple rolled back and his back hit the car window with a dull sound.

"I'm not the bad mom who reads her kids' diaries."

The rich rose scent of Jiang Zimei lingered over her. A jade pendant dangled from the collar of her unbuttoned shirt, rising and falling with her rapid breathing.

Lu Mingze's Adam's apple throbbed.

Jiang Zimei suddenly leaned over and bit his earlobe, her warm breath drilling into his ear: "When you hugged me and called me sister and mother, this place" Yubai's fingertips brushed across his protruding Adam's apple, "it wasn't as sexy as it is now."

Lu Mingze suddenly grabbed her hand that was reaching down: "Zi Mei."

"Call Zimei mom."

Her red lips brushed against his taut jawline, and she suddenly giggled, "Don't you love calling me mom the most?" Her well-maintained nails scraped against the belt buckle, making a crisp sound. "I wonder if Mother Zimei can impress you like this..."

"no!"

Lu Mingze awkwardly held down her rebellious hand. The hem of his shirt had been lifted up at some point, and the woman's hot palm was pressed against his waist. "Huh? Am I not as good as Meng Qingning? I think I'm much older than her."

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