Chapter 544: His wife is handsome and fried 1
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Meng Yueman will hold it because, Mu Huan said, Mom, I went to school. Her son’s schooling is a long time ago. Now someone suddenly said to her, Mom, I went to school, let her go. Some flaws.
Then I went back to God and felt that I was a lot younger.
After getting on the bus, Meng Yueman thought of Mu Huan’s youthful look and couldn’t help but sigh. “No wonder, Jun Yan is so fond of this wife. This young and beautiful girl is very energetic and really likes people.”
In terms of appearance, Meng Yueman is satisfied with Mu Huan.
So petite and beautiful, she stood with her son, the picture is full.
Especially when her son spoiled his head, she couldn't help but want to draw it.
Meng Yueman is a painter. Her eyes are very good at discovering beauty and like all the beautiful pictures.
Ling Wei heard the words and grabbed her arm. "Meng Hao, you praise her like this, I will be jealous!"
Meng Yueman smiled and patted her hand, and looked at her face. "You kid..."
As Meng Yueman said, it is the business celebrities who come to participate in the funeral of Gu’s father.
Most of them have participated in Gu Chenyi’s engagement dinner before.
When Ling Wei took the appearance of Meng Yueman, all the people on the scene whispered.
Ling Wei’s identity is known to all, and her relationship with Bo Junyan is also well known. Therefore, this time I saw Ling Wei, who was accompanying Meng Yueman’s funeral, instead of Mu Huan, thought that because of such a scandal. Mu Hua is in the hall, and Ling Wei is to be combined with Bo Junyan.
However, although people have a gossip, such an occasion is not suitable for gossip, and no one dares to ask Meng Yueman, but after returning, the news has spread throughout the upper lap.
Inside the hall.
Gu Chenyi asked, "Mom, why don't you let Xiaohuan come to the grandfather's funeral?"
"Now is your grandfather's funeral, you still have the mood to miss her! Do you want to mad at me!" No longer in the past, gentle and pure Gu Qianru, the voice is a bit sharp, facial expressions are also scary.
"I don't think about her. I think Mom is not doing this right. This is not Xiaohuan's fault!"
"You shut me up! I won't mention her again in the future!" Gu Qianru, who has always followed Gu Chenyi, trained him for such a tough attitude for the first time.
Gu Chenyi looked at such a mother, and the twilight was deep and complicated.
"Chen Yi, you just didn't say you want to go to the bathroom, go to the bathroom!" Bo Huaiyun took his wife and let his son leave.
Gu Chenyi did not say anything, turned and left.
After he left, Gu Qianru cried in the arms of Bo Huaiyun. "You see him, and now I still have a mood to think about Mu Huan. It’s all bad for her... they are not good..."
Let her son be so different, so...
"Well, don't cry..." Bo Huaiyun took Gu Qianru and said.
"If there is no such thing as a lottery, without her, it will not happen." Gu Qianru is like a person who has entered the devil, so more and more think that without Mu Huan, it will not happen now, no Mu Huan, Her son will not be so infatuated, so painful, she will not encounter such a dark heart, Lin Qingya, her father will not leave her so early.
Listening to Gu Qianru's words, Bo Huaiyun felt that it was very necessary for him to send his mother and son abroad, away from this sadness and transfer their emotions. Otherwise, it would not work.
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Meng Yueman will hold it because, Mu Huan said, Mom, I went to school. Her son’s schooling is a long time ago. Now someone suddenly said to her, Mom, I went to school, let her go. Some flaws.
Then I went back to God and felt that I was a lot younger.
After getting on the bus, Meng Yueman thought of Mu Huan’s youthful look and couldn’t help but sigh. “No wonder, Jun Yan is so fond of this wife. This young and beautiful girl is very energetic and really likes people.”
In terms of appearance, Meng Yueman is satisfied with Mu Huan.
So petite and beautiful, she stood with her son, the picture is full.
Especially when her son spoiled his head, she couldn't help but want to draw it.
Meng Yueman is a painter. Her eyes are very good at discovering beauty and like all the beautiful pictures.
Ling Wei heard the words and grabbed her arm. "Meng Hao, you praise her like this, I will be jealous!"
Meng Yueman smiled and patted her hand, and looked at her face. "You kid..."
As Meng Yueman said, it is the business celebrities who come to participate in the funeral of Gu’s father.
Most of them have participated in Gu Chenyi’s engagement dinner before.
When Ling Wei took the appearance of Meng Yueman, all the people on the scene whispered.
Ling Wei’s identity is known to all, and her relationship with Bo Junyan is also well known. Therefore, this time I saw Ling Wei, who was accompanying Meng Yueman’s funeral, instead of Mu Huan, thought that because of such a scandal. Mu Hua is in the hall, and Ling Wei is to be combined with Bo Junyan.
However, although people have a gossip, such an occasion is not suitable for gossip, and no one dares to ask Meng Yueman, but after returning, the news has spread throughout the upper lap.
Inside the hall.
Gu Chenyi asked, "Mom, why don't you let Xiaohuan come to the grandfather's funeral?"
"Now is your grandfather's funeral, you still have the mood to miss her! Do you want to mad at me!" No longer in the past, gentle and pure Gu Qianru, the voice is a bit sharp, facial expressions are also scary.
"I don't think about her. I think Mom is not doing this right. This is not Xiaohuan's fault!"
"You shut me up! I won't mention her again in the future!" Gu Qianru, who has always followed Gu Chenyi, trained him for such a tough attitude for the first time.
Gu Chenyi looked at such a mother, and the twilight was deep and complicated.
"Chen Yi, you just didn't say you want to go to the bathroom, go to the bathroom!" Bo Huaiyun took his wife and let his son leave.
Gu Chenyi did not say anything, turned and left.
After he left, Gu Qianru cried in the arms of Bo Huaiyun. "You see him, and now I still have a mood to think about Mu Huan. It’s all bad for her... they are not good..."
Let her son be so different, so...
"Well, don't cry..." Bo Huaiyun took Gu Qianru and said.
"If there is no such thing as a lottery, without her, it will not happen." Gu Qianru is like a person who has entered the devil, so more and more think that without Mu Huan, it will not happen now, no Mu Huan, Her son will not be so infatuated, so painful, she will not encounter such a dark heart, Lin Qingya, her father will not leave her so early.
Listening to Gu Qianru's words, Bo Huaiyun felt that it was very necessary for him to send his mother and son abroad, away from this sadness and transfer their emotions. Otherwise, it would not work.
Meng Yueman will hold it because, Mu Huan said, Mom, I went to school. Her son's schooling is a long time ago. Now someone suddenly said to her, Mom, I went to school, let her go. Some flaws.Then I went back to God and felt that I was a lot younger.After getting on the bus, Meng Yueman thought of Mu Huan's youthful look and couldn't help but sigh. No wonder, Jun Yan is so fond of this wife. This young and beautiful girl is very energetic and really likes people.In terms of appearance, Meng Yueman is satisfied with Mu Huan.So petite and beautiful, she stood with her son, the picture is full.Especially when her son spoiled his head, she couldn't help but want to draw it.Meng Yueman is a painter. Her eyes are very good at discovering beauty and like all the beautiful pictures.Ling Wei heard the words and grabbed her arm. "Meng Hao, you praise her like this, I will be jealous!"Meng Yueman smiled and patted her hand, and looked at her face. "You kid..."As Meng Yueman said, it is the business celebrities who come to participate in the funeral of Gu's father.Most of them have participated in Gu Chenyi's engagement dinner before.When Ling Wei took the appearance of Meng Yueman, all the people on the scene whispered.Ling Wei's identity is known to all, and her relationship with Bo Junyan is also well known. Therefore, this time I saw Ling Wei, who was accompanying Meng Yueman's funeral, instead of Mu Huan, thought that because of such a scandal. Mu Hua is in the hall, and Ling Wei is to be combined with Bo Junyan.However, although people have a gossip, such an occasion is not suitable for gossip, and no one dares to ask Meng Yueman, but after returning, the news has spread throughout the upper lap.Inside the hall.Gu Chenyi asked, "Mom, why don't you let Xiaohuan come to the grandfather's funeral?""Now is your grandfather's funeral, you still have the mood to miss her! Do you want to mad at me!" No longer in the past, gentle and pure Gu Qianru, the voice is a bit sharp, facial expressions are also scary."I don't think about her. I think Mom is not doing this right. This is not Xiaohuan's fault!""You shut me up! I won't mention her again in the future!" Gu Qianru, who has always followed Gu Chenyi, trained him for such a tough attitude for the first time.Gu Chenyi looked at such a mother, and the twilight was deep and complicated."Chen Yi, you just didn't say you want to go to the bathroom, go to the bathroom!" Bo Huaiyun took his wife and let his son leave.Gu Chenyi did not say anything, turned and left.After he left, Gu Qianru cried in the arms of Bo Huaiyun. "You see him, and now I still have a mood to think about Mu Huan. It's all bad for her... they are not good..."Let her son be so different, so..."Well, don't cry..." Bo Huaiyun took Gu Qianru and said."If there is no such thing as a lottery, without her, it will not happen." Gu Qianru is like a person who has entered the devil, so more and more think that without Mu Huan, it will not happen now, no Mu Huan, Her son will not be so infatuated, so painful, she will not encounter such a dark heart, Lin Qingya, her father will not leave her so early.Listening to Gu Qianru's words, Bo Huaiyun felt that it was very necessary for him to send his mother and son abroad, away from this sadness and transfer their emotions. Otherwise, it would not work.
