At this moment, Hai Zhuoxuan and Ye Chuqing took Hai Ziyu and walked in. When they saw Song Mengjie, their faces looked a little subtle.

Since she learned that Ye Nianmo had asked Song Mengjie as a shield half a year ago, Ye Chuqing is no longer so angry with her. After a series of hardships, she has also been aware of it a lot. However, now her grandmother has been urging Song Mengjie to marry her brother, so she feels a little strange.

"Whether our family is good today, come and grandma will take you to dinner." Fu Fengyi stood up and took Haiziyu's hand to walk towards the dining room.

At the dinner table, Hai Zhuoxuan helped Ye Chuqing to process the shrimp shells, then glued the sauce before putting it in her bowl. Hai Zi, who was beside him, pouting and holding a shrimp, staring at Hai Zhuoxuan with his eyes wide open.

"I'm full, Mengjie, I have something to say to you." Ye Nianmo stood up and said.

In the garden pavilion, the water was flowing. The little poodle raised by Fu Fengyi was walking, and the dog nanny was watching.

"Thank you." Song Mengjie said with a smile. She looked at Ye Nianmo and felt very warm in her heart. She no longer loved Hai Zhuoxuan, and Ye Nianmo did this to make her feel very happy.

Ye Nianmo's expression contained a hint of warmth, "I'm making things difficult for you."

This just right distance made Song Mengjie slightly pale. She smiled reluctantly, "No need to thank me, after all, I am Yiyi's best friend, and I hope I can do more."

Ye Nianmo handed her an invitation, "There is one thing that may be a problem for you."

She took it and took a look, and quickly agreed, "No problem, I have time tomorrow and can accompany you."

"Thank you." Ye Nianmo nodded and thanked him, leaving without saying nonsense.

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

Song Shuhao was reading the newspaper and heard this, "Mengjie, come here, dad has something to say to you."

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

"I can't do it. He and Yiyi have not divorced, so I can't marry him." Song Mengjie said with a wry smile, feeling bitter. If he told them that Ye Nianmo was just having sex, then these two people would probably have to jump.

Song Shuhao was a little dissatisfied, "No, if he doesn't divorce, how could he fall in love with you?"

"Don't worry about this matter." 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 calm outside, without Xiao Xiaoli's hysterical voice. She let out a long sigh and then opened the wardrobe.

A white long skirt attracted all her attention. This was given to her by Ding Yiyi half a year ago. The silk fabric can just wrap her graceful figure, and the tassels on her waist are so beautiful that it is unforgettable.

"Will he like this dress?" She tilted her head and thought, her eyes a little dim. He would like it if Ding Yiyi chose it.

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

On the day of the corporate exchange meeting

Ding Yiyi looked at the pink dress with a little sauce, but she didn't expect that she just wanted to eat some snacks, which led to such a tragedy.
Chapter completed!