From Body to Love - Chapter 59

Ye Ting’s engagement banquet made Meng Yu more busy. Ye Yan couldn’t even catch up, “Mom…”

“Ye Yan, your sister is getting married now. Mom is busy choosing Tingting’s engagement dress. We’ll talk about it later.” Meng Yu stood in front of the mirror and cut her hair. She was about to go out with her bag.

“Mom.” Ye Yanlan said in front of Meng Yu, “when can Meng Fu’s house be returned to him?”

“Ye Yan, now that house prices are rising so fast, mom can’t afford to buy the house back.” Meng Yu’s face showed a helpless expression.

“What about the money? How much can you give Meng Fu? ”

Meng Yu couldn’t hang a kind smile on her face. She was more and more unhappy in her heart, but she still tried to maintain it. She patiently said, “Ye Yan, your sister is getting married. Look at this dress and this banquet. Although Tingting is a woman, it doesn’t cost money. You don’t want us to be so poor at Tingting’s engagement banquet. If so, Tingting will have to be bullied in her mother-in-law’s house. ”

Meng Yu’s words were very reasonable. He even took a sincere point to Ye Yan and said, “Ye Yan, the house may not be able. When our family’s economy is better, mom will give it back to Meng Fu, okay?”

Without mentioning the hard seven years of taking care of Meng Yi, Meng Yu knows her son very well. The softer she comes, the easier it is for Ye Yan to compromise.

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The trapped people feel that this time is more and more difficult. Two months are close at hand and seem to be far away.

The wound on the wrist healed almost. Guze called a doctor to remove the suture. Without the cover of gauze, Meng Fu raised his wrist. There was a very obvious scar on it, ferocious and terrible, entrenched like a twisted bug.

Guze went to work. He began to help with the cleaning. He couldn’t eat and drink freely all the time. However, just after taking the broom, Aunt Zhang came in a panic, “Mr. Meng.”

“Aunt Zhang, I want to help.”

“Mr. Meng, these are what our servants do.” Aunt Zhang took the broom from Meng Fu’s hand. “Mr. Meng still has a good rest.”

Gu Ze was angry last time because Meng Fu was trampled on his wrist. All the servants in the house were fined.

“My injury has healed and I’m almost rested.”

“Mr. Meng, you are Mr. Gu’s friend. You shouldn’t do this.” Aunt Zhang lowered her head slightly, took away the broom and turned away.

“Friends? I’m not his friend. ” His lips moved, he murmured.

But who cares what he says?

He moved his steps, stood in front of the French window, separated by a layer of glass, looked at the wax plum blossom in the cold wind, and his face was almost stuck on the glass, but he could not hook or smell it.

Meng Yi crept up to Meng Fu and followed Meng Fu’s eyes, “Meng Meng, what are you looking at?”

“Nothing.”

Holding Meng Fu’s arm, “Meng Meng, you come with me.”

Meng Fu was dragged by Meng Yi and stood in a small corner. There were two maids talking about something, but ordinary trivial things.

He doesn’t understand why Meng Yi brought him here. Instead, he looks like a villain eavesdropping on others.

I was about to leave, but the soles of my feet couldn’t move like roots.

“I saw it when I was going to clean the study yesterday…” covered my mouth and smiled vaguely.

“What do you see?”

“Mr. Gu is kissing Mr. Meng.”

“They have such a relationship, but it is not reported on the Internet that Mr. Meng has been in prison and is in prison…”

“Maybe Mr. Meng is dedicated to accompany men.”

“I can’t see it from the outside.”

“……”

Unable to listen any more, Meng Fu dragged Meng Yi away. Meng Yi was puzzled, “Meng Meng, Meng Meng, do you see? In that room, the flowers behind that sister are so beautiful. Meng Meng, can I pick them? ”

“Meng Meng.” Meng Yi poked Meng Fu with his finger.

Just now he came back, “Xiao Yi, what are you talking about?”

“Meng Meng, I said the flowers behind that sister are so beautiful that I want to pick them.”

“No, Xiaoyi, this is Mr. Gu’s home. We can’t touch anything in this house.”

“I see.” Meng Yi lowered his head.

Meng Fu had to show Meng Yi the TV and wanted to turn Meng Yi’s attention away.

But when I was sitting on the sofa, the words of the two servants just now hovered in my ears. When I thought about it, I smiled again. Isn’t that right, Meng Fu? Isn’t this the case now?

What people say is not entirely wrong.

The lonely time every day is repeated and unchanged. Meng Fu feels that he is living in a world without time flow. He is in a daze and reads books. Gu Ze occasionally comes to vent his desires and kiss his body.

There were also occasional comments from servants.

In addition, the only thing that can prove that time continues is the scar on the wrist, which heals slowly, scabs and gradually falls off.

That became an indelible mark on him all his life.

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Xie Zhenzhen’s stomach is five months old. Even if she wears loose clothes, she can’t cover it. She doesn’t know what she’s still clinging to. She still came to Guze’s restaurant.

I didn’t see Meng Yi playing the piano, and naturally I didn’t see the busy Meng Fu.

“Jiang Hui, can you tell me where Meng Fu is?” Her eyes were full of expectation and supplication. Her hair was messy and her face was plain. It seemed that she came in a hurry.

“I don’t know. He resigned from here long ago, and he, didn’t he commit suicide?” Jiang Hui looked at the goddess in his heart and felt distressed.

“So you don’t know where he is.”

Loss fills my eyes.

Her voice gradually choked and her hand stroked her stomach, “I want to find him. I’m pregnant. This is me and his child. But I can’t find him. Meng Fu, he won’t let me find him. ”

Raise your hand and wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes.

She looked at Jiang Hui again. “Jiang Hui, if you have any news about Meng Fu, please be sure to tell me, OK?”

Jiang Hui nodded. Xie Zhenzhen turned around with disappointment and was ready to go.

Jiang Hui couldn’t bear it and shouted, “I know where Meng Fu is.”

“Where is he?” The dead and defeated eyes suddenly came alive, “where is Meng Fu?”

She remembered that she kept saying that she would not look for him anymore. She kept saying, Meng Fu, I will never come to you again. But she broke her promise. She wanted to find him.

Eager to.

“He’s at the big boss’s house.” It was a secret, but Jiang Hui left late that day and overheard it from Secretary Wang.

Jiang Hui doesn’t want to tell Xie Zhenzhen, because he feels from his heart that Meng Fu doesn’t deserve Xie Zhenzhen. Meng Fu has failed Xie Zhenzhen’s liking.

But when he saw Xie Zhenzhen’s tears, he couldn’t help telling her again.

“Jiang Hui, thank you.” Xie Zhenzhen said.