Liu Mengjuan was having a tea party with the ladies. She was a little surprised to hear this, "Didn't you sign the divorce agreement? Manman agreed to come with you?"
"I was invited in your name, so don't let it slip when the time comes."
Liu Mengjuan became interested, with the words "eating melon" written all over her face, "Shaocheng, tell mom. Do you not want to divorce Manman? If you really don't want to, then get it back. After all, you haven't received the certificate yet. Think about the last step carefully."
Don't want a divorce?
It is undeniable that Mo Shaocheng was reluctant.
But he classified this emotion as a habit, as possessiveness, as a fascination with her body.
He once made an assumption that if Shen Manman and Jiang Lige fell into the water at the same time, he would save Jiang Lige first without thinking.
Therefore, he probably doesn't love her, but at best he is a little interested.
"Mom, I know what's going on."
"Oh, I gave birth to him. I know him best. Shaocheng, don't you just owe Jiang Lige a little bit? But the debt can't kidnap your life. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm so annoying."
Whenever Liu Mengjuan mentioned Jiang Lige, she felt unhappy and hung up the phone without saying a word.
Mo Shaocheng frowned, with a displeased look on his face.
After arriving at the company, he remembered to call Jiang Lige and said, "Lige, we can't have dinner together tonight. I want to go back to my old house."
Jiang Lige suffered a head injury and stayed at home to recuperate.
They had originally arranged to have dinner together in the evening, and she had prepared all the ingredients, but now Mo Shaocheng called and told her that she couldn't come.
"Shaocheng, can't we go there another day?"
"Grandma asked Manman and I to go back and discuss something. Lige, you know, I can't refuse grandma's request."
Go with Shen Manman...
Jiang Lige was going crazy with jealousy. Why was the person standing beside him upright not him?
His face was distorted, ferocious and terrifying.
After a long time, she pretended to be considerate and said, "Well, grandma is naturally more important."
In fact, it was already past three o'clock when Shen Manman went back. She chatted with George about TV programs and was about to get off work at that time.
George was a little worried, "Fiona, although this opportunity is rare and is good for you personally and the company, if you are really in trouble, forget it, I won't let you suffer the injustice."
"You look down on me too much, so I will definitely be wronged? Maybe it's Jenny who is deficient."
Jenny is Yan Yan’s English name, and Shen Manman only found out about it today.
"Okay then, you can make up your own mind. Anyway, I will support all your decisions, okay?"
Shen Manman was moved and smiled brightly, "Thank you, George."
After get off work, she packed her things and went downstairs. She originally planned to call a car and go directly to her old house, but Mo Shaocheng's car was parked outside the door.
The car window lowered, revealing his exquisite face with no flaws at all, "Get in the car."
"good."
Shen Manman sat quietly, her eyes always on the scattered trees outside the window, but her heart was not as calm as she appeared.
Suddenly, there was a sudden brake.
Shen Manman's whole body leaned forward driven by inertia, and her forehead hit the passenger's backrest heavily. Strangely, there was no pain as expected.
When she opened her eyes, it turned out that Mo Shaocheng had already blocked her with his arm.
The familiar aura was powerful and enveloped her. Shen Manman seemed to be able to feel the hot blood flowing in his veins and his strong heartbeat.
"Is everything okay?"
Shen Manman's heart returned to her throat, "It's okay."
Then, he sat up straight, not in a good mood, "Xiao Zhang, what's going on?"
"A car ran through the traffic light at the crossing and almost hit me."
"Contact the traffic police brigade and let me check."
It is not good to offend anyone, but this Buddha. Xiao Zhang can only lament that this man's fate is not good.
"Okay, Mr. Mo."
When they arrived at the old house, Ze Qian was the first to throw himself into Shen Manman's arms, "Mom, you finally came to pick me up. I thought you didn't want me anymore."
The little guy was so wronged that tears as big as beans fell down.
After doing this, Shen Manman's eyes also turned red. Zeqian was her child that she had raised for three years, and she couldn't bear to leave him.
But reality has no choice.
"Why wouldn't Mom want you? Mom said that no matter what time, Mom will never want Zeqian. It's just that mom is busy with work recently and has to travel frequently, so she can't be with Zeqian every day, but Zeqian can help Mom makes a video call so she can see her."
Reaching out to pick up the child, the little guy smiled happily and said, "Okay, then I will make video calls to my mother every day."
Mo Shaocheng stood aside with a variety of emotions in his heart.
Was it the right thing to find a temporary mother for Ze Qian?
"Zeqian, daddy, let's hold you. You've gained weight again, and mommy can't hold you anymore." Mo Shaocheng felt sorry for Shen Manman's small body. His arms were sore after holding this fat boy for so long.
Ze Qian disagreed a hundred times, and his chubby little hands hugged her neck tighter, "No, I want my mother to hold me."
Liu Mengjuan stepped forward and interrupted Mo Shaocheng, "Okay Shaocheng, these days Zeqian has been talking about Manman at my place every day. He really misses his mother, so let her act coquettishly. There will be no such opportunity in the future." Not much more.”
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Mo Shaocheng's eyes instantly turned cold, and he felt a little anxious.
He went in first, and Liu Mengjuan and Shen Manman followed side by side.
The old house is much more lively than Qingyuan Villa, and there are many servants. Liu Mengjuan is a troublesome person, doing this and that every day.
The old lady saw Shen Manman and smiled, "Manman is here. You haven't been here for a while. You must be very busy after work."
After being a full-time housewife for three years, Shen Manman has focused all her energy on her family and children. Now she is busy and her life is more fulfilling.
"fine."
"A woman still has to have her own career, and grandma supports you. However, you can't imitate that brat from Shaocheng, who fools me with work all day long and doesn't even come to see me once a month."
Shen Manman was a little embarrassed. She knew her grandma's good intentions. But there were some things that she couldn't control.
Liu Mengjuan helped to speak, "Mom, it's better for young people to be busy. You see, when they are busy, we have the opportunity to take care of Zeqian. Compared with the two of them, I miss my precious grandson more."
During this period of time, Ze Qian was staying at the old house. Otherwise, Mo Shaocheng would often socialize, and the children would only be able to stare at Aunt Zhang after returning home. It would be better to come to the old house to have fun.
"Okay, my great-grandson will stay in the old house. You two should seize the time to have another one. Why is there no movement in your stomach after so long?"
The old lady was puzzled, and finally her eyes fell on Mo Shaocheng, "It's not you who is in trouble, right?"
