Married With The Brokenhearted CEO

Seeing that her reaction was completely different from the previous one, Li Meng whispered, "Xiao Huan, you really want to give up Master Bo, right?"

"No, I'm just a little tired, and I don't want to pay attention to these anymore." What's the use of her being anxious, worried, and uneasy? It's useless, it's better to read more books and learn more knowledge.

Li Meng, "..."

After school in the afternoon, Mu Huan and Li Meng were stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards on their way back to the dormitory.

"Miss Mu, the old man wants to see you."

"That old man?" Mu Huan looked up.

The bodyguard in black was taken aback, as if he didn't expect her to ask such a question.

"Mr. Bo's grandfather."

"Oh." Mu Huan groaned and looked at Li Meng, "You go back first, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Yes." Li Meng went back to the dormitory first.

Mu Huan was taken to a villa not far from Yunda by the man in black. When she entered, Mr. Meng was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and the news of yesterday's global summit was playing on the TV.

"Come on, sit here and watch the meeting." Mr. Meng patted the seat next to him and told Mu Huan to sit down and watch.

Mu Huan walked over and sat down without saying a word.

After she sat down, a maid came over with tea. When she put the teacup on the tea table next to Mu Huan, she accidentally spilled some tea on Mu Huan. The maid hurriedly picked up a napkin to help Mu Huan wipe it, but, Mu Huan didn't ask her to wipe it, but took the napkin and wiped it herself.

After the maid bowed and apologized repeatedly, she went down.

Mu Huan accompanied Mr. Meng, from Bao Junyan's demonstration of new energy at the summit, to seeing him and Ling Wei attending a banquet.

In the end, the picture was fixed on Ling Wei holding Bao Junyan's arm, and the two were smiling so beautifully.

Mu Huan raised her eyebrows, and knew that the old man would not let go of such a good opportunity.

When she heard that all major media in China were reporting that Bao Junyan and Ling Wei were going to get married, she knew that there was an old man's handwriting behind it. Now, he still stops the picture here, because he is afraid that she will not know that it is he who manipulated it. the media?

"From beginning to end, seeing the last picture, how do you feel?"

"Grandpa, you are too uninspired. From the very beginning, you used photos like this to attack me. You used them again in the middle, and you still use them now. Once, twice, three times. It's very boring to keep taking pictures from different angles. I think I don't even feel anything anymore." Mu Huan felt like this after reading all of this.

Mr. Meng, "...!!!"

"Seeing such news, shouldn't you feel inferior and feel that you are not worthy of Jun Yan?"

Mu Huan lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her thoughts, "I don't feel that way at all. I'm such a young and beautiful girl, and he's so old. I still feel that I'm at a loss."

"Superficial! Youthful appearance is temporary! Connotation and talent are eternal! Look at your comparison with Ling Wei, how can you compare with her!"

"I think I can match that."

"Who gave you such confidence?"

"born with."

Mr. Meng laughed angrily at her, "It's the first time I've seen a person like you in such a long life!"

Mu Huan didn't say a word, if she hates others, she'll tell you if she hasn't seen her before, but he is an elder, even if he doesn't regard her as a relative, he is her husband's relative.

Mr. Meng felt that it was impossible to make her feel inferior, so he said, "Now that you know the importance of this project, don't you think you should do something?"