Meng yueman will be stunned because, as Mu Huan said, mom, I went to school. Her son has been going to school for a long time. Now someone suddenly says to her, mom, I went to school and left her a little confused.
Then I went back to myself and felt that I was a lot younger.
After getting on the bus, Meng yueman thought of muhuan's youthful appearance, and couldn't help sighing, "no wonder Junyan dotes on this wife so much. She is young, beautiful and vigorous, and really attractive."
In terms of appearance, Meng yueman is satisfied with Mu Huan.
So petite and cute she and her son stand together, the picture feeling is full.
Especially when her son spoiled and rubbed her head, she couldn't help but want to draw it down.
Meng yueman is a painter, her eyes are very good at finding beauty, like all the beautiful pictures.
Ling Wei hears the words and hugs her arm. "Aunt Meng, if you praise her like this, I will be jealous!"
Meng yueman patted her hand with a smile, and doted on her face. "You child..."
As Meng yueman said, those who come to Gu's funeral are business tycoons and celebrities.
Most of them had attended Gu Chenyi's engagement banquet before.
When Ling Wei appears with Meng yueman in her arms, all the people on the scene whisper.
Lingwei's identity is well known in the upper circle. Her relationship with Bo Junyan is well known. Therefore, it was Lingwei, not muhuan, who accompanied Meng yueman to the funeral this time. They all thought that because of such a scandal, muhuan went down the hall, and Lingwei was going to be reunited with Bo Junyan.
However, although people have the heart of gossip, such occasions are not suitable for gossip, and no one dares to ask Meng yueman about it. Only after returning, they spread the news to the whole upper class circle.
In the spirit hall.
Gu Chenyi asked, "Mom, why don't you let Xiao Huan come to my grandfather's funeral?"
"It's your grandfather's funeral now, and you are still in the mood to miss her! Do you want to piss me off! " Instead of the gentle and pure Gu Qianru, she has a sharp voice and a scary facial expression.
"I don't think about her. I think it's wrong for you to do this. It's not Xiaohuan's fault!"
"Shut up! Don't talk about her again! " Gu Qianru, who has always followed Gu Chenyi in everything, has been training him with such a tough attitude for the first time.
Gu Chenyi looks at such a mother. Her eyes are dark and complicated.
"Chen Yi, you didn't say you wanted to go to the bathroom just now. Go to the bathroom now!" Bo huaiyun hugs his wife and asks his son to leave first.
Gu Chenyi said nothing more and turned away.
After he left, Gu Qianru cried in Bo huaiyun's arms, "look at him, now you are still in the mood to think about muhuan. It's her fault It's her fault... "
Let her son so regardless of occasion, so
"Well, stop crying..." Bo huaiyun hugs Gu Qianru and comforts him.
"It would not have happened without muhuan and her..." Gu Qianru seems to be a person who has been possessed by the devil. More and more, she thinks that without muhuan, all this would not happen. Without muhuan, her son would not be so infatuated and so miserable. She would not meet Lin Qingya, who is so black hearted, and her father would not leave her so early.
Listening to Gu Qianru's words, Bo huaiyun felt that what Bo Junyan said was very necessary. She had to send her mother and her son abroad, away from this sad place, and transfer their emotions. Otherwise, it would not work.