Chapter 4770

Anyone who has seen this picture can see that the two people really love each other.

The man with peace of mind will eventually marry song Qingyang, who can't compare with himself.

Annie was unwilling, but she didn't know what to do.

Meng Yilang asked people to deal with tranquility for song Qingyang. Tranquility is dead.

Anning doesn't want Meng Yilang to be with song Qingyang, but she doesn't want to be with Meng Yilang. All she wants is Meng Yilang's sincerity and his regret.

Annie opened her eyes when she was sitting in the co pilot of a moving car.

The nose is a shallow cold fragrance. Anning looks slightly sideways and sees a beautiful side face with a knife and axe. The clear jaw line is like a sharp blade. The flesh and blood splitting the chest is straight into the heart, which makes people palpitation. The tight thin lips collapse into a straight line. The pink color reveals a ruthless taste. On the high bridge of the nose is a pair of sharp eyes, Staring at the road ahead like a falcon.

This handsome and ruthless man is Meng Yilang.

Aware of the tranquil sight, Meng Yilang turned her head slightly, and her light gray pupils rushed to her face with overwhelming pressure.

The surrounding air seems to be instantly extracted and cleaned, and the sense of tranquility suffocates.

"What's the matter?"

Meng Yilang's voice is mellow with the precipitation of years. His voice is as thick as old wine, which makes the peaceful heart beat faster unconsciously.

Anning just accepted the memory. She didn't know when the plot was going to develop. It was not easy to answer rashly, so she shook her head and replied, "it's all right."

Meng Yilang made a careless sound and continued to look at the road.

Anning pretended to look at the road, but she actually recalled what step the plot was going to, but no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think of any useful information.

There is always an end to the journey, and the end of this trip is Meng Yilang's apartment in the city center.

The door lock of the apartment is a fingerprint lock. When I opened the door, my aunt who had received Meng Yilang's message for a long time has carefully prepared today's lunch, including a sweet and sour steak, a steamed East Star spot, a cold cucumber and a fried seasonal vegetable.

The aunt served the dishes and went back to the nanny room.

Anning remembers the habits of the original owner and gets up to help Meng Yilang eat.

After dinner, all the dishes were removed. Anning put her aunt's cleaned and cut fruit on the table, inserted a kiwi fruit with a toothpick and handed it to Meng Yilang's lips.

However, Meng Yilang, who used to push the boat along the water and swallow the entrance, didn't open his mouth today, and even stepped back without a trace.

Anning's arm holding the toothpick stiffened, looked up slightly, and looked up at Meng Yilang's eyes.

Meng Yilang's vision was as sharp and straightforward as a ray. With an exploration from the outside to the inside, he looked at peace from top to bottom, inside and outside for a long time.

Anning felt that Meng Yilang's eyes were almost like a knife to cut her skin and bones, just like animals who feel threatened and instinctively blow up their hair. Anning's back stiffened and subconsciously squeezed out a flattering smile on her face: "what's the matter?"

"I have transferred the ownership of this apartment to your name."

Meng Yilang's voice was low and deep. It was as drunk as the old wine collected for many years, but his words were like pouring a ladle of cold water directly on Anning's head. Anning was stunned.

"You said you didn't like this company last time. I've already said hello to the company. If you want to change the company, I'll help you lead to HT. If you want to open a studio, you can also directly connect with HT. Then, with Xiao Zhen there, no one dares to embarrass you."

After saying this, Meng Yilang paused and looked down at Anning. Seeing that Anning was just staring at herself and didn't keep asking questions as expected, Meng Yilang was relieved. At the same time, there was a kind of unhappiness that things were out of his control.

But thinking of what he wanted to do, Meng Yilang forced down his displeasure and continued: "I have let assistant Wang finish the stock, house and car, and the resources you wanted very much. Someone will send them tomorrow. Do you have anything else you want?"

Anning finally knows when it is.

Now, it is the day when Meng Yilang decides to marry song Qingyang and have a showdown with Anning.

In the first two tasks, she started to do the task when things didn't happen. At the end of this time, she was caught off guard. When she heard Meng Yilang's voice "do you have anything else you want", Anning almost screamed.

She wants time back. Can you do it?

It's done. She can't go crazy anymore.

Anning wants Meng Yilang to be sincere and wants Meng Yilang to regret. Naturally, she can't do that according to Anning.

That would not make Meng Yilang change his mind, but would push him farther and farther. However, if she agreed so lightly, she would appear to be particularly boring. Anning raised her head and looked at Meng Yilang.

Meng Yilang was born in the Meng family and graduated from the world's top university. After his master's degree, he took over the family business. The first project doubled ten times. This man is like an apple kissed by God. Everything he owns is what others want in their poor life, but can't get. He monopolizes so much alone.

He was favored by God, so he developed a character that he said nothing and didn't care about everything. He could send her away with money for five years. Telling him about his feelings was like casting pearls before swine.

Anning was 28 when he was with Meng Yilang, but now he is 33. His face is still as beautiful as when he first met Anning five years ago, but he has more steadiness and arrogance precipitated by many years. His eyes are like the snow on the Changbai mountain top, with more ancient coldness. In September, Anning shivers with cold.

This man's feelings are like oxygen at a height of 10000 meters, thin and almost empty.

Since we can't talk about feelings, we should open up a new path.

Anning smiled at Meng Yilang and said, "Mr. Meng has planned so much for me. It's already very good. Anning doesn't expect anything else. It's just that she has been with Mr. Meng for five years. Anning has been enjoying Mr. Meng's kindness to me and hasn't paid much. She's deeply ashamed. If Mr. Meng doesn't dislike it, will Anning cook tonight's meal?"

Anning always spoke with a shallow smile. Her maroon pupils were as clear as the clear lake, and her pink lips bent a shallow arc, as fresh as the sky after the rain. Meng Yilang's casual eyes were unconsciously fixed on Anning's face. After listening to Anning's words, Meng Yilang looked down and thought, and nodded dispensably: "whatever you want."

Whatever, it means acquiescence.

Meng Yilang's careless words, but Anning seems to be right as if she has won the imperial edict. Even if she starts to work in the kitchen, she even asks her aunt to go to the supermarket downstairs and buy some vegetables.