Raiders of Abuse Scum

Meng Yilang's attitude toward the meal was originally dispensable, but An Ning valued it so much that Meng Yilang couldn't help but pay more attention to it. When night came, he saw An Ning busy dreaming in front of the homeless platform, and his mind instantly Another figure emerged.

That pretty and charming little girl, Meng Yilang's lips that were always tense subconsciously slowly and unconsciously turned up, revealing a soothing and pleasant arc.

Although An Ning has been cooking in front of the stage, her eyes have always stayed on Meng Yilang. When she saw Meng Yilang's eyes starting to wander, she knew that Meng Yilang saw another person through herself.

As for the person who could make Meng Yilang feel happy, apart from Song Qingyang, An Ning would not think of anyone else.

Watching himself cooking, he can still think of Song Qingyang, which shows that Meng Yilang's feelings for Song Qingyang are deeper than he imagined.

An Ning took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and finished cooking the last supper.

An Ning has no acting skills, and her career ambition is close to nothing. She has done nothing less than criticize the media and fans, but she is still famous today. In addition to Meng Yilang's operation, An Ning's face is so good-looking. Even though Meng Yilang had decided to marry Song Qingyang, he still couldn't help but admire An Ning's face.

An Ning's face is only the size of a palm, the shape of her lips is perfect, her lip color is a very healthy pink, her lips feel like jelly with a lustrous light, her nose bridge is delicate and straight, and she has a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes. When she smiles, her eyes are slightly raised at the end, folding into folds like peach petals, but bringing out a touch of cunning unique to a little fox. A woman with such a look looks like a flower being held in the palm of someone's hand and being cared for tenderly. Can't cook.

An Ning has been with Meng Yilang for five years and has never cooked a meal. Meng Yilang naturally thought the same way, so he didn't expect much from the dinner. But when he took the first bite, he was stunned.

This taste is even better than his favorite private kitchen.

I thought An Ning could only serve people with sex, but I didn't expect that An Ning had this skill.

Perhaps An Ning's performance today was far beyond his expectation, or perhaps the food An Ning cooked was too suitable for his own taste. Meng Yilang praised her for the first time: "Not bad."

In response to Meng Yilang's compliment, An Ning slightly curled her lips. Her smile was as fragile as the layer of ice on the lake in spring that would melt and disappear at any time, making her beautiful face a little more broken. feel.

After eating, Meng Yilang picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. Looking at An Ning who had been quiet since he started to separate, thinking that she had been with him for five years, he couldn't help but feel compassion and said: "If it happens in the future, If anything happens, you can come to me."

Meng Yilang is not someone who is easy to get along with. When he is in a good mood, he seems to be the most gentlemanly man in the world. He can do many things for women that others seem incredible, but if he is in a bad mood, he will He became the most cruel tyrant in history. He was so violent and perverse that people dared not breathe.

Meng Yilang had not ten but seven or eight women. When he was separated from those women, Meng Yilang never thought about the option of meeting or helping again.

In his view, the relationship between men and women can almost be equated with money and goods.

He has already paid the corresponding amount of money, so there is no need to continue to pay for the after-sales of this product.

An Ning was the first and only woman that he actively wanted to pay for her after-sales service.

Hearing Meng Yilang's words, An Ning was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Meng."

For Meng Yilang, An Ning was a woman he liked before but no longer liked. He provided help. An Ning said thank you and there would be no more contact in the future. Therefore, Meng Yilang just nodded casually and left. Enter the elevator.

As the elevator door slowly closed, An Ning's eyes gradually turned a light red. At the moment the elevator door closed, a teardrop slowly fell down the corner of An Ning's eyes, moistening a small piece of fabric on her chest.

At the moment the elevator closed, Meng Yilang, who was sending a message to Song Qingyang, raised his head with emotion. He happened to see the tears falling from the corner of An Ning's eyes. It was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. The feeling of soreness and swelling made Meng Yilang He frowned. For the first time in his more than thirty years of life, he had this feeling of being out of control. Meng Yilang couldn't help but press his chest and use his reason to suppress this feeling.

When the elevator floor continued to go down, An Ning raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and turned back to the house.

Compared to this apartment, An Ning prefers to live in the small house she bought with the first advertising money she earned after debuting.

Now that Meng Yilang wants to break up with her, there is no need for her to stay here.

An Ning called her manager, Sister Wang, and asked her to pick her up, while she went back to the house to pack her things.

Although Meng Yilang had already said that the name would be transferred to hers, An Ning didn't really want this house.

An Ning quickly packed up her things. After five years here, the things she packed were only enough to fill a suitcase. For a moment, An Ning didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After receiving a call from Sister Wang, An Ning took her suitcase downstairs.

Put the suitcase in the trunk, sit in the passenger seat An Ning and fasten the seat belt.

Sister Wang skillfully turned the car around and drove towards An Ning's house.

Thinking of the scene of An Ning leaving with her luggage, thinking of the rumor circulating in the circle that Meng Yilang was ready to accept his true love after meeting her true love, thinking of An Ning's thoughts on Meng Yilang, she worriedly said: "An Ning, you and Mr. Meng, are you okay? ?”

"We have separated." An Ning said in a calm tone: "By the way, he has already reached an agreement with the company. You can help me go to the company tomorrow to talk about the termination of the contract. With Meng Yilang saying hello, there shouldn't be much termination fee. , and also, when the scheduled itinerary is completed, I am ready to withdraw."

Sister Wang stepped on the brake hard and the car stopped directly in the middle of the road.

Sister Wang looked at An Ning in shock, and was about to persuade An Ning to think twice before driving, but sharp horns kept coming from behind the car. Sister Wang could only start the car and persuade her earnestly: "An Ning, I know you are right. Mr. Meng has that kind of intention, but Mr. Meng is not an ordinary person, and you are developing rapidly now, so there is no need for you to withdraw from the circle for Mr. Meng."

"I know." An Ning lowered her eyes to cover the cold light in her eyes, and whispered softly: "I know he is not an ordinary person, and I never expected that he would marry me. I just..." An Ning's bright eyes like stars suddenly changed. Dark, with a hint of bitterness on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and his voice was dry and astringent, like fingernails scratching on a blackboard, which was indescribably upsetting: "... so little, I can't reconcile myself to it."