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Duan Hong didn't rush Tang Tianbao. Instead, he just leaned against the kitchen door and waited. There was less seriousness in his eyes and even a smile on his face. She was happy to have Tang Tianbao, the son of a director. She was also happy that she would be able to dream of such a good daughter-in-law in the future.

Tang Tianbao pretended that he was choked by Steamed Bun. He let out a burp and chewed while swallowing. He had an uncomfortable expression on his face.

"Aiya, eat slower. It's like you haven't eaten for a long time." Duan Hong said.

"Mm …" Mom, you … "Yes, I don't know …" Tang Tianbao swallowed his saliva as he said in an intermittent manner, "I starved to death at the unit." "If you can't finish your work, the boss won't let you go off work …"

"What about Yu Meng? Can she eat? " Yu Meng asked with concern.

"She? Their female employees were much happier and allowed to rest. They were even allowed to eat downstairs. We male employees are not so happy. " Tang Tianbao still grumbled, but at this time, the object of his grumbling was different.

"Take care of her more often." Duan Hong said.

"Well, Mom, don't worry. "I will." Tang Tianbao replied.

"Oh yeah, give me your number first." Duan Hong changed the topic to the phone number.

"I don't have one now. I only have her cell phone. " Tang Tianbao suddenly caught up. He had never thought that he would be able to solve such a difficult problem.

In order to show the authenticity of his answer, Tang Tianbao explained, "I only remember Yu Meng's cell phone number. No one remembers the unit's phone number. Moreover, if I were to find her at the office, wouldn't I have gone directly to her office?"

This answer was extremely beautiful, causing Duan Hong to be unable to see any flaws in it. The more times a lie was told, the more truthful it seemed. This world was made up of real and fake. What was real? What was fake? No one could tell for sure.

Duan Hong believed Tang Tianbao's lie. She believed it, so that explanation was true. Tang Tianbao picked up the soy milk and took a sip before placing it on the table. He was full, and his stomach felt a little bloated.

Tang Tianbao walked in front of Duan Hong and grabbed his arms. "Mom, you should rest early." Yu Meng is fine, I'm here, so don't worry. The important thing is that you take care of yourself. When you go downstairs to buy food, be careful of the cars on the road. There are more cars now, so you should be careful. "

"Alright, you don't have to worry about Mom." Duan Hong did not call Yu Meng, but her heart still felt warm after receiving her son's concern.

"Mom, you should go back to your room to rest. Let me clean up the tableware. " Tang Tianbao said as he pushed Duan Hong into the living room.

"You've been working all day, go rest. "Let me do it." Yu Meng insisted on going into the kitchen.

"Aiya, Mom, let me do it. I'm having a little too much to eat, so I might as well exercise a little, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night, and my stomach will swell up to the point of being in a panic. " As Tang Tianbao spoke, he put the chopsticks and cup into the dishwasher. He turned on the tap and the cold water splashed everywhere.

"You rest early too." Duan Hong returned to his room after speaking.

Soon, the cup was filled with water. The water flowed out from the cup and still had a bit of milk in its milky white color. It was light.

Tang Tianbao was somewhat absent-minded. All he could think about was his dreams. Although his hands were still in the dishwasher and the cold water was still on top of it, he didn't feel anything at all.

'Yu Meng, where are you now? ' Are you all right? Tang Tianbao repeatedly asked in his heart as if he was asking about Wentian, as well as the ground and finally himself. Today's result was caused by Tang Tianbao himself. He blamed himself, he should have taken responsibility for everything, but he couldn't. Because the victim had disappeared, suddenly, as if the air had evaporated from the world. Tang Tianbao missed her more and more. He couldn't tell if this was a friendship or a love, but maybe it was a relationship between the two. If both men could regard this ambiguous feeling as a friendship, then their friendship would last forever; if both men could regard this ambiguous feeling as a love, then their love would be inseparable; however, the fear was that they were one who regarded this ambiguous feeling as a friendship and the other as a love, which was always filled with sad figures. The victim was forever someone who had been moved by emotions.

Loving each other was a matter of two people, but whoever opened their mouth first became passive. Love was on the other side. No one can keep winning on the battlefield of love and sail all the way. Failure was unavoidable, but so was pain. However, the wise man's approach is, if love, please love deeply, if do not love to let go. Don't be ambiguous, because that's what hurts the most.

Tang Tianbao didn't understand these things. He was only afraid of Yu Meng, this friend of his. He had treated this dubious relationship as a form of friendship. Because he had made it clear to Yu Meng over and over again that he didn't like her anymore.

But if you don't love me, why don't you let go of me? This was something that Yu Meng couldn't understand. Therefore, Yu Meng misunderstood again and again. She repeatedly felt that Tang Tianbao loved her. In the end, she could only sink deeper and deeper into the abyss, unable to extricate herself. Just as Yu Meng was about to go all out in her last plan of action, she finally understood the final outcome. She also clearly saw Tang Tianbao's true intentions from the depths of his heart. Tang Tianbao had more than a few dreams in his heart, but that was only friendship.

Thus, Yu Meng chose to leave.

This decision was the decision she made after gnashing her teeth in pain. It was impossible to say that she wasn't sad, after all, she had loved him deeply before. It was also a lie to say that she was so heartbroken that she wanted to live or die. After all, she had been hurt several times, and her heart had grown, so she was no longer the silly girl who loved and dared to hate him for only her own feelings.

Tang Tianbao lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He kept feeling frustrated in his heart. Other than the incident with Yu Meng, which had annoyed him, his lie was in danger. He couldn't possibly continue hiding it from Duan Hong. After all, the paper couldn't contain the fire. Duan Hong would find out about this sooner or later.

Tang Tianbao couldn't think of any good methods; even if he racked his brains, he couldn't think of one. Right now, the only way was to find Yu Meng. However, the sea of people was vast, so how could it be easy to find Yu Meng? Yu Meng must have been hiding herself, and she definitely wouldn't have let Tang Tianbao find her. Thus, searching was an extremely difficult task.

What can I do if I don't? Finding someone to replace him? Definitely not. Tang Tianbao thought to himself, I didn't even tell Duan Hong about Yu Meng's disappearance, and Yu Meng was still pregnant. At this time, Tang Tianbao suddenly switched women — even if it was only to find a woman to pretend they were his — to replace her, that wouldn't do. Tang Tianbao couldn't bear the crime of abandoning his wife and causing chaos.

During this period of time, Tang Tianbao seemed to be on the verge of losing his mind and Xie Min had also distanced herself from him. She was busy with her own company's matters, so she didn't have time to worry about what Tang Tianbao was doing. During this period of time, Li Bo often went into and out of Xie Min's office. It wasn't that Tang Tianbao didn't know about it, but what could he do? He couldn't care less. Everything happened to be coincidentally rushing at the same time, so he was already extremely anxious.

It was late in the night, and the moonlight coming in through the window seemed to touch the thin morning frost of the season. The moon was bright and the stars were thin. The sky was dark gray, and the buildings were bright. Tang Tianbao couldn't sleep. He put on his slippers and walked to the window to look at the bright moon. He really hoped that the bright moon would be able to tell him where Yu Meng was. Where was she now? Was she looking up at the same moon, missing the same person?

At this moment, Yu Meng was in bed.

"Take off your pants!" A man wearing a Henan dialect said to Yu Meng with a ferocious expression.

The man from Henan was big and muscular, with a thick beard. He had been drinking, so his face was red. He could smell the pungent smell of alcohol from the corner of his mouth. There was even a small leaf of green onion on his teeth, which made people feel disgusted.

This was Yu Meng's first 'customer'.

She just wanted revenge, but she didn't think that she would be the one to get hurt.

While speaking, the Henan guy had already taken off his shirt. His chest had the same thick jet-black hair as his beard, long and curly. His two breasts trembled and trembled. There was a long ball of hair on the black areola, almost covering his small breasts. The head. As a result of his obesity, his breast could be counted as an A cup. His stomach was even more round. It was smooth like jade and bulging like a ball.

Yu Meng didn't like this kind of man, and she didn't want to give her body to this kind of man. She even began to wonder how she could have come to such a place to provide such illegal services.

Yu Meng began to regret and hate herself. However, it was already too late to back down now. She didn't take off her clothes the entire time. She was waiting and daydreaming, hoping that Tang Tianbao would break into the house and give a good punch to this rich man from Henan who was kneeling on the bed with a mischievous smile on his face.

Fantasy is fantasy, after all. It was too late. It was easy to board a pirate ship, but difficult to disembark.

She tried to keep her distance from this Henan drunkard. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, but the only way to protect herself was to try to make herself smaller, to reduce her goal.

All of these things were useless, and Yu Meng couldn't possibly escape from this cramped room like a mouse.

The Henan man already had a big mouth and fangs. Anxiety was written all over his face, and he couldn't wait. He began to move. He crawled on the bed, moving step by step toward the corner of the bed where the dream lay. He was slow, as if he was determined to get it.