Meng Yueman was stunned because Mu Huan said, Mom, I'm going to school. It's been a long time since her son went to school. Now someone suddenly said to her, Mom, I'm going to school. Let her Some confused.

Then when I came back to my senses, I felt that I was much younger.

After getting in the car, Meng Yueman recalled Mu Huan's youthful appearance, and couldn't help sighing, "No wonder Jun Yan dotes on this wife so much. She is young, beautiful and energetic, and she is really attractive."

From the outside, Meng Yueman was satisfied with Mu Huan.

She is so petite and cute standing with her son, the picture is full of sense.

Especially when her son pampered Mu Huan's head, she couldn't help but want to draw it.

Meng Yueman is a painter, her eyes are very good at discovering beauty, and she likes all beautiful pictures.

Ling Wei hugged her arm when she heard this, "Aunt Meng, I will be jealous if you praise her like that!"

Meng Yueman patted her hand with a smile, and said dotingly, "You child..."

Just like what Meng Yueman said, the people who came to Mr. Gu's funeral were all bigwigs and celebrities from the business world.

Most of them have attended Gu Chenyi's engagement banquet before.

When Ling Wei appeared with Meng Yueman on her arm, everyone at the scene started whispering.

Everyone in the upper class knows Ling Wei's identity, and her relationship with Bao Junyan is also well known, so this time, when she saw that it was Ling Wei who accompanied Meng Yueman to the funeral instead of Mu Huan, she thought it was because of such a scandal , Mu Huan went down, and Ling Wei was going to get back together with Bao Junyan.

However, although people have the heart to gossip, such an occasion is not suitable for gossip, so no one dared to ask about Meng Yueman, but after returning, the news spread to the entire upper circle.

Inside the mourning hall.

Gu Chenyi asked, "Mom, why didn't you let Xiaohuan come to grandpa's funeral?"

"It's your grandfather's funeral now, you still have the mood to miss her! Are you trying to piss me off!" Gu Qianru, who was no longer gentle and pure, had a sharp voice and a scary facial expression.

"I'm not thinking about her, I just think it's wrong for you to do this, Mom, and it's not Xiaohuan's fault!"

"Shut up! Don't mention her again!" It was the first time that Gu Qianru, who always followed Gu Chenyi in everything, scolded him with such a tough attitude.

Looking at such a mother, Gu Chenyi's eyes became dark and complicated.

"Chen Yi, didn't you just say to go to the bathroom, go to the bathroom quickly!" Bo Huaiyun hugged his wife and let his son leave first.

Gu Chenyi didn't say anything, turned and left.

After he left, Gu Qianru began to cry in Bo Huaiyun's arms, "Look at him, he still has the mood to think about Mu Huan, it's all because of her...it's all because of her..."

Let her son be so irrelevant, so...

"Okay, don't cry..." Bo Huaiyun comforted Gu Qianru with his arms around her.

"It would be great if there was no Mu Huan. Without her, all of this would not have happened..." Gu Qianru seemed to be a person possessed by a demon, so she felt more and more that all this would not have happened without Mu Huan. Without Mu Huan, Her son wouldn't be so obsessed and in so much pain, she wouldn't meet such a black-hearted Lin Qingya, and her father wouldn't leave her so early.

Listening to Gu Qianru's words, Bo Huaiyun felt that what Bao Junyan said was very necessary, they had to send their mother and son abroad, away from this sad place, and divert their emotions, otherwise it would be impossible to continue like this.