The next day, Ning Meng was awakened by a series of phone rings.
After she answered the question in a daze, a hoarse voice came out that was almost speechless: "Mengmeng, are you on the way? Buy me some throat lozenges when you get here."
Ning Meng: "Who are you?"
"Me."
Ning Meng sneered: "Are you a liar? I don't know anyone with your voice. You have to cheat a box of throat lozenges. Are you too poor?"
"...I am your dad!"
Ning Meng:??
She glanced at her phone, which indeed showed Ning Wentao.
She asked: "What's wrong with your throat?"
Ning Wentao's voice was like a broken gong: "I'm speechless. How long do you have until you arrive?"
Ning Meng closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while: "Where are you going?"
Ning Wentao became anxious and his voice became hoarse and even broke: "?? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Didn't we agree to go home for lunch at noon?!"
Ning Meng: "What's the hurry? It's not even ten o'clock."
She turned over and said, "Hang up."
But instead I couldn't fall asleep, so I squinted for a while and then got up.
Walking into the bathroom, she looked in the mirror and let out a long sigh of relief.
How she fell asleep last night, she couldn't remember.
She only remembered being picked up by the man and put on the bed. Perhaps on impulse, she followed her heart, pretended to be dreaming, and said those words.
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the man looking at her for a few seconds, then turning around and leaving without saying anything.
Ning Meng patted her face and promised not to be distracted!
After washing up, I walked out and saw a few more Mid-Autumn Festival blessing text messages on WeChat.
Du Ruo: [Mengmeng, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I have been paying attention to you. If you need the second part of "Blooming", I can help you. 】
Ning Meng:??
Who is this person?
Lin Qingbei: [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, don’t worry, I will write the album as soon as possible for you.]
Ning Meng:??
Why did he write the song just for her?
Ning Meng ignored them and went downstairs to drive back to Ning's house.
I passed by a drugstore and bought throat lozenges.
Unexpectedly, after entering the door, he saw Ning Wentao's radiant appearance.
Today, the company earned 500 million yuan, his headache is gone, his waist is no longer sore, and his cold legs that have been cold for many years seem to be cured!
He sat on the sofa, straightened his back, his voice was hoarse like this, and chatted with the new nanny, "...Have you watched "Mars Transfer"? Mengmeng invested... You haven't watched it? Then watch it tonight."
, I will reimburse you for the movie tickets... It is not easy for Mengmeng. At that time, everyone in the company objected, but she did not hesitate and issued a military order..."
The little nanny listened silently, but also showed a very supportive look: "Wow, the eldest lady is so amazing!"
Ning Meng: "..."
She walked over and sat down, but unfortunately Ning Wentao was in high spirits and didn't see her at all.
Ning Meng twitched the corner of her mouth.
At this time, the phone vibrated.
god: [Sister, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I really want to celebrate the festival with you. Are you free today? 】
Seeing this, Ning Meng paused.
She felt that procrastination was not an option, so she had to tell him the truth quickly. Huo Beichen was there yesterday. It was hard to tell, so...
Ning Meng thought about it and edited a message: [God, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. However, there is something that I feel I can’t hide from you anymore. In fact, I just treat you as a younger brother. I’m sorry, I’m already married.]
After gritting her teeth and sending it, Ning Meng waited for the storm from God and Aunt Meilin.