Meng Yanchen walked quickly to Mu Yan's side with a cold and nervous look on his face.

"Yanyan, are you injured anywhere?" Meng Yanchen checked carefully with his eyes.

"No, there was a woman next to me who didn't hold her glass steady."

Meng Yanchen held Mu Yan's hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He had paid attention to Mu Yan just now, and he would check the identity of that woman when he returned.

Wang Desheng, who was not far away, was displeased that this woman actually knew Meng Yanchen.

No wonder he didn't accept his business card. Didn't Prince Guokun say he was married? And it was said that his wife's information was kept secret, and there were no photos of her online. As a man, the female companions he could bring out were mostly lovers.

Soon, a staff member squatted forward and quickly cleaned up the broken glass and wine stains.

Xu Qin had already recognized Meng Yanchen and Mu Yan. She lowered her head as much as possible. She didn't want to be seen by acquaintances. She really needed this part-time job. She still had 50,000 yuan left out of the 100,000 yuan she owed Mu Yan. She also needed to buy milk powder for the child, as well as rent, water and electricity...

"Let's go, let's go dance over there." Mu Yan hooked her finger with his and walked to the hall.

The shawl had been handed over to the servant and placed aside. Meng Yanchen put his arm around her waist, his palms against her smooth, white back, and her long hair fluttered in the air.

At first, Mu Yan could feel the coolness of the watch on Meng Yanchen's wrist and the warmth of his palm.

Mu Yan's dance steps were very slow, and as the long and slow music played, Meng Yanchen tightened his arms around her, slowly moving closer, his breath surrounding her.

Meng Yanchen lowered his head and rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose, a kiss as light as a dragonfly touching the water, with a soft expression.

Mu Yan looked at him with her eyes full of life, and curled her lips unconsciously.

There were no more words, it seemed as if they only had each other.

Xu Qin, who had cleaned up and retreated to the back not far away, secretly peeked at them. She had accidentally cut her hand and had just dealt with it simply.

Once upon a time, she would wear haute couture dresses and attend various evening parties. At that time, she was disdainful and thought that such dinners were the most boring. But she felt that it was even more ridiculous that she had to work and serve these people now.

Xu Qin's tears flowed silently. She cried for a long time, not daring to make a sound. It was not until the dinner was over that she dragged her tired body and rode her electric scooter back home.

When she got home, she saw Song Yan smoking in the living room and the child crying in the house.

"Song Yan! Can't you hear the child crying?" Xu Qin felt sorry for the child and shouted at Song Yan.

"I'm so tired after get off work. I tried to comfort my child for a long time, but she still cried. What should I do? Whoever gave birth to the child should take care of it."

Song Yan stood up and kicked the coffee table in front of him hard.

Xu Qin was so angry that tears flowed out again. She hurried into the house to take care of the child. Xu Zhinian, who was almost three years old, was very attached to his mother. When he saw his mother, he sobbed a few times and then stopped crying.

After coaxing the child, Xu Qin thought of Meng Yanchen and Mu Yan whom she had just met. She had lived that kind of life before. Do you ask her if she regrets it?

Xu Qin only hated the Meng family for being so cruel to her. They raised her but didn't take responsibility for her. They let her see prosperity and then took her back just like that. It would have been better for them not to adopt her in the first place. And Mu Yan targeted her everywhere and caused her to be demoted at work. After the demotion, her monthly salary was not even enough to pay the rent.

Xu Qin did not sleep all night. Song Yan, who was standing next to her, had already gone to work after waking up, and the two of them communicated less and less.

Song Yan dislikes Xu Qin because she is not as pretty and gentle as before and does not have a stable job. He thinks the current Xu Qin is not worthy of him at all.

Within a few days, hot topics appeared on the headlines: Film queen Mingci got pregnant before marriage, Mingci was a mistress, Jingxu Entertainment's Wang Desheng cheated on Mingci...

When you click on them, you will see the real evidence with pictures and texts. For a while, the Internet was full of contempt and abuse, and many people followed suit.

Mingci collapsed and hid at home, not daring to go out. There were reporters everywhere outside. She had suppressed many new stars in order to get ahead. She couldn't think of who did it. She couldn't get through to Wang Desheng on the phone.

As for Wang Desheng, he spent money to suppress the hot search, but it had no effect at all. He knew that he was being tricked and it was all over.

In the following two days, there was an even more explosive topic: Wang Desheng was a double-plugger, popular with both men and women. Many internet celebrities and small stars who had been harassed and persecuted by him revealed the bad things he had done in the past.

Mu Yan was a person who concealed her merits and fame. She hacked into Wang Desheng and Mingci's mobile phones and computers. This was like kicking a steel plate for her, but she even earned some merits this time.

The situation on the Internet fermented quickly, and Wang Desheng and Mingci were soon notified and banned, mainly because they were found to have tax evasion problems.

Meng Yanchen also added fuel to the fire and made the topic a hot topic.

After dinner, Mu Yan and Meng Yanchen walked hand in hand in the garden. The fruit trees in the garden were full of fruits, many of which were ripe.

Mu Yan stopped in front of the pear tree: "Ayan, I want to eat pears."

"wait for me."

Meng Yanchen picked a ripe fruit and handed it to Mu Yan.

Mu Yan took it, silently recited the dust purification technique, and took a bite.

"If it hasn't been washed, spit it out quickly." Meng Yanchen put his hand to Mu Yan's lips, his tone a little panicked.

"Not dirty, the pears that Yan picked are really sweet."

Meng Yanchen tapped her forehead helplessly, took the pear that she had taken a bite of from her hand, and refused to let Mu Yan have a second bite.

After entering the house, Meng Yanchen carefully peeled the pear and handed it back to Mu Yan.

"You can eat now."

"Okay, thank you, husband. Ah Yan really looks like a good husband."

"Yeah, I like my wife praising me." Meng Yanchen bent down and kissed her cheek, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Would you like to eat a pear?"

"Don't eat."

Meng Yanchen added: "I don't want to be separated from my wife. Eating pears has a bad connotation."

Twenty minutes later, Meng Yanchen brought a small ceramic bowl and placed it on the table in front of the sofa.

"Can you still eat stewed bird's nest?"

"I can eat it if you feed me."

Mu Yan stared at the screen without blinking, operating the game controller with her hands.

Until Meng Yanchen fed her the last spoonful, he helped her wipe the corners of her lips.

Mu Yan licked her lips. Meng Yanchen’s cooking skills were really good.

"I'm hungry, too." Meng Yanchen moved closer, his eyes darkened, staring straight at her lips that were glistening with water.

Mu Yan had just finished killing the last monster, dropped the game, and snuggled into his arms.

"I'm so scared. Are you going to eat me? No wonder you feed me so much every day. Are you just trying to fatten me up?"

Meng Yanchen's eyes swept across her exquisite figure, and he smiled wickedly. When he met her eyes that seemed to have thousands of stars in them, his black pupils under the lenses were filled with doting.

"I only know now, it's too late!"

Meng Yanchen held her in his arms, took off his glasses, and bent down to kiss her.

Meng Yanchen's breath was gentle yet unquestionable. His kiss carried his unique refreshing scent, filling and enveloping Mu Yan. They loved and blended with each other.

On the big bed, Mu Yan said lazily before going to sleep: "The sofa needs to be replaced tomorrow. It needs to be bigger and softer."

"Okay, wife, close your eyes and go to sleep." Meng Yanchen held her in his arms and had a good night's sleep.

When Mu Yan woke up in the morning, she woke up alone from bed. Meng Yanchen had gone to work early.

When I went downstairs, I saw that the sofa in the living room had been replaced with a light-colored, simple and luxurious style. Even the marble coffee table was replaced with a matching light-colored one, which looked pretty good.

After Mrs. Li prepared lunch at noon, Mu Yan sent a message to Meng Yanchen in advance.

Mu Yan: "Should I bring you lunch at noon?"

Meng Yanchen: "I miss my wife. It would be best if she is not busy. I want to have lunch with her. Do you like the new sofa?"

Mu Yan: "Not bad, let's try a new sofa next time. It turns out that a husband with a sweet mouth is lucky."

When Meng Yanchen thought of last night's beauty, he felt a little hot and his throat was a little tight. He pulled his tie and typed with his fingertips: "No need for next time, we can try it tonight."

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