CEO Wants to Marry Me

But maybe today's conversation with strangers is like opening a hole in her well closed shell. She thinks she doesn't need to talk. In fact, she also knows that she is a normal person. Don't keep a lot of words in her heart. For a long time, she will be depressed.

Maybe she really held it for a long time. Today's opportunity made her say a lot in her heart. Only then did she find that she also had the attribute of tuberculosis.

Inadvertently raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall. It was already nine o'clock.

He Yumeng cleared his throat and said to the phone, "well, I'm sorry to pull you for so long at once. It must have taken you a long time. It's getting late now. I'd better not disturb you any more."

"How can you say I'm sorry? I'm the one who called to disturb you first." The phone side smiled and said, "but I'm very happy today. I feel much better if I can meet someone who is willing to listen to me and say everything in my heart."

"Me too, thank you." He Yumeng said faintly.

"If I have anything unhappy in the future, can I still talk to you on the phone?" The phone then asked, "of course, you can call me first."

"Well, we have an appointment. Just call me SpongeBob." He Yumeng said with a smile.

"Then I'm the pink naughty leopard. Well, I'll save the number. Don't bother you. Good night." After saying this on the phone, he hung up.

He Yumeng also received the phone and continued to lie in bed looking at the ceiling. Everything in her heart was said, as if she had excreted the stolen goods that had been blocked in her body. She felt very comfortable in her heart.

"Thank you, pink naughty leopard." He Yumeng said to himself, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

On the other side, Lang Jiahe looked at his mobile phone and fell into a daze. Unexpectedly, his dangerous chess played a little role today.

He remembered that when he went to talk about cooperation with Fang Chun a few days ago, he talked about the matter between him and he Yumeng.

Fang Chun immediately made a decision. He felt that all the problems between the two of them were due to too little communication. When he tried today, he found that it was really like this. He didn't know much about how Yumeng thought.

If he really wants to go well with he Yumeng, maybe even if he just knows he Yumeng's way, she will go for a long time.

In a daze, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Lang Jiahe took it out and saw that it was his mother. He hasn't called himself for a long time. Lang Jiahe can't remember clearly.

After connecting the phone, langjiahe said to the phone in a formulaic way, "Mom, what's the matter with you calling now?"

"I haven't slept so late. I didn't bother you to rest." Mother Lang's kind and gentle voice came over the phone.

"It's still early for me." Lang Jiahe replied faintly, "what's the matter? Or did you quarrel with your father again? "

"No, no, I just heard that your daughter-in-law seems to have miscarried, doesn't she?" Lang mother said.

"Who did you listen to? When did you get so familiar with Lang Mengyi? " Lang Jiahe said a little unhappy.

"Leave that alone and tell me whether your daughter-in-law really miscarried." Lang mother then asked.

"She is not just my daughter-in-law. She has a name. Her name is he Yumeng." Langjiahe's tone was obviously a little impatient: "I know what's going on in your heart, but my life has been changed by you. I don't want them to become like me."

"Jiahe, do you have to talk to your mother like this? Don't you know that this will make mom very sad? " Langmu's slightly lost voice came from the phone.

"If you can love others as you love yourself, maybe I won't say that to you." Lang Jiahe sighed and said that he would never forget his position in the family. In fact, it was a tool used by his mother to attract his father's attention.

So now for him, he doesn't need the sudden care of his mother from afar.

"Jiahe, I know my mother's behavior was a little too much, but I hope you can give me a chance to correct it. I'm also a mother for the first time. I'm not very skilled and don't know what to do. Now you give me a chance to make up for it. Can you?" Lang's mother said earnestly.

Lang Jiahe sighed. After all, he was talking to his mother. No matter how tough his tone was, he couldn't be tough.

"Come on, what's the matter with you today? He Yumeng had a miscarriage. " Lang Jiahe pressed his brow and said that he still felt a little pain to uncover his inner scar again.

"That child is also very poor. When you got married, your father and I didn't attend and send you blessings. Now such an unfortunate thing happened. You don't remember to inform us at the first time. Recently, your father and I have nothing to do. We have booked today's ticket and are ready to fly over. Oh, by the way, On your side, you can send someone to pick us up at the airport early tomorrow morning. " Lang mother said.

"What? You're coming. What are you doing here? " Lang Jiahe asked with an unbelievable face.

"What's your expression and attitude? Of course, our family should be together. Now the relationship between me and you is much better. What I'm most sad about now is the relationship with you. Now girl he has encountered such things. Some miscarriages are also a kind of production of women, which is almost the same as confinement, Then I must come and help you take good care of her. " Lang mother said.

"No, you just take care of yourself and my father. As for other people, you don't need your care." Lang Jiahe said faintly that the relationship between him and he Yumeng was bad enough. He didn't want his mother to make trouble again.

"This is not only what I mean, but also what your father means. Well, I won't talk to you anymore. We're going to the airport." Lang's mother finished this sentence and hung up the phone directly.

Langjiahe was agitated. His mother was always like this. She always did things first based on her own feelings.

But since she wanted to come, that's it. In the final analysis, he hasn't seen his mother in years.

With a sigh, Lang Jiahe dialed his assistant in the United States: "what's the flight number they came here, sir? I'll send someone to pick it up. "

"Oh, young master, it's xxx." The phone answered respectfully.

"OK, I see." Lang Jiahe hung up the phone, then picked up his coat and walked out of the company.

Driving home, the lights in the villa went out. Sister-in-law Zhang just came out at night. She heard the sound outside. When she came out, she found that the gentleman who hadn't been home for nearly a week had returned.

"Sir, why are you back so late? Have you had dinner? Shall I get you some? " Sister-in-law Zhang hurriedly came over and said.

"No, just go and have a rest. By the way, the old man and the old lady will come tomorrow. Tomorrow you will tidy up a guest room downstairs." Lang Jiahe said.

"Yes, sir." Sister Zhang nodded and replied.

"Well, you have a rest first. I'll go upstairs and have a rest." Lang Jiahe said and went straight upstairs.

Lang Jiahe took a bath and lay down on the big bed. The smell of he Yumeng seemed to remain on the bed. Lang Jiahe showed a satisfied smile around his mouth and went to sleep with a pillow.

These days, he has been busy with his work and didn't have a good rest. Today, he can finally have a good rest.

The next day, Lang Jiahe went to the company to deal with some things. Seeing that it was almost noon, he drove directly to the hospital.

When he came to the door of he Yumeng's ward, he was a little nervous. Maybe he hadn't seen her for too long. He didn't know what to say in the first sentence after seeing her.

"Here you are, sir." Sister Zhang's voice rang from behind.

Lang Jiahe reacted that it was time for sister-in-law Zhang to come and deliver dinner.

"Have you had lunch, sir? Sorry, I only prepared one. If you don't eat, I'll go down and buy another one now. " Sister Zhang said quickly.

"No, I've eaten. Give me this box and I'll bring it in." Lang Jiahe took the food box from sister-in-law Zhang and walked into the ward.

He Yumeng is wearing a sick suit and is sitting on the sofa by the window reading a book. He looks very quiet.

Langjiahe suddenly began to be afraid. He was afraid that his appearance would break her peace.

Just at this time, he Yumeng, who heard the news, looked up. When she saw that the visitor was Lang Jiahe, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she soon covered up the past.

She lowered her head again. She didn't seem to see anyone. She continued to look through the books in her hand.

When Lang Jiahe saw her ignoring action, his heart sank. The look of expectation on his face completely faded and changed into a tight expression.

He went straight to he Yumeng, put down the food box in his hand and said, "Today my parents will fly back from the United States. They know you have a miscarriage and are very worried. I hope they can cooperate with me."

"Yes." He Yumeng nodded and answered. There were no other actions or sounds.

Lang Jiahe was very unhappy, but he didn't know how to vent, so he had to emphasize again: "my parents always thought we were very loving, so they can't let them see us later."

"Yes." He Yumeng still spit out the word faintly, and didn't look up at Lang Jiahe.

Although langjiahe has fire in his heart, he can only force himself to suppress it. After all, he is ashamed of the child. He Yumeng thinks he can wait slowly if he really needs time.

"Well, the food is in the box. You need to mend your body now. Eat while it's hot." Lang Jiahe left this sentence, sighed and left.

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