At this moment, Hai Zhuoxuan and Ye Chuqing walked in with Hai Ziyu, and their expressions were a little subtle when they saw Song Mengjie.

Ever since she learned that Ye Nianmo had used Song Mengjie as a shield half a year ago, Ye Chuqing was no longer so angry with her, and after a series of hardships, she had also opened her eyes a lot, but now her grandma keeps urging Song Mengjie to marry her brother. That's why she felt something strange.

"Have our son Yu behaved well today? Come, grandma will take you to dinner." Fu Fengyi stood up and took Hai Ziyu's hand to the dining room.

At the dinner table, Hai Zhuo .

"I'm full, Meng Jie, I have something to tell you." Ye Nianmo stood up and said.

In the pavilion in the garden, the water was gurgling, and Fu Fengyi's little poodle was walking, with the dog nanny watching from the side.

"Thank you." Song Mengjie said with a smile. She looked at Ye Nianmo and felt warm in her heart. She no longer loved Hai Zhuoxuan, and Ye Nianmo's behavior made her feel very happy.

There was a hint of warmth in Ye Nianmo's expression, "I'm embarrassing you."

This perfect distance made Song Mengjie pale slightly. She said with a forced smile, "You're welcome. After all, I am Yiyi's best friend. I also hope to do more."

Ye Nianmo handed her an invitation, "I have something that may trouble you."

She took it, took a look, and quickly agreed, "No problem, I'll be free tomorrow and can accompany you."

"Thank you." Ye Nianmo nodded his thanks and left without talking nonsense.

When Song Mengjie returned home, she put her satchel on the sofa and went to the bathroom. When she went out, she saw that her satchel was wide open. Xiao Xiaoli was holding the invitation, her face was full of joy, "Mengjie, this You have to dress up well for the party the day after tomorrow."

Song Shuhao was reading the newspaper when he heard this and said, "Mengjie, come here. Dad has something to tell you."

After Song Mengjie sat down, he said seriously: "You and Ye Nianmo have been together for more than half a year. I think this wedding is almost ready. After all, you are not young anymore."

"It can't be done. He and Yiyi have not divorced, so it is impossible for me to marry him." Song Mengjie said with a bitter smile, feeling bitter in her heart. If she told them that Ye Nianmo was just acting on occasion, then these two people would probably have to jump on something.

Song Shuhao was a little dissatisfied, "Nonsense, how can he fall in love with you if you don't divorce?"

"Don't worry about this." Song Mengjie picked up her bag and walked into the room.

When she returned to the room, she listened quietly for a while and felt that it was quite peaceful outside without Xiao Xiaoli's hysterical voice. She took a long breath and opened the closet.

A long white dress attracted all her attention. It was given to her by Ding Yiyi half a year ago. The satin fabric could wrap her graceful figure just right, and the tassels on the waist were so beautiful that they were unforgettable.

"Will he like this dress?" She tilted her head and thought, her eyes a little sad. He would like it as long as Ding Yiyi picked it.

Her fingers gradually tightened on the satin-like fabric, feeling the silky smoothness of her palms. She sighed secretly, encouraging herself to persevere.

The day of the business exchange meeting

Ding Yiyi looked at her pink dress with a little bit of sauce on it. She didn't expect that she just wanted to eat some snacks, but it would lead to such a tragedy.
Chapter completed!