Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-Chapter 653 Goodbye

   "Let's go, I won't open the door again, don't come here again." Meng Jia pressed against the door tightly.

"Meng Jia!"

  Meng Jia froze suddenly. She thought it was Zhu Mingsong who had returned. When she heard Lu Jianhong's voice, she couldn't help but lean against the door.

  Lu Jianhong knocked on the door again and said, "Meng Jia, I know you are here, open the door."

  The door opened, but Meng Jia didn't let Lu Jianhong in, and tried to keep her tone as calm as possible: "Lu Jianhong, what are you doing here?"

  Meng Jia's cold tone stunned Lu Jianhong for a moment, but his eyes fell on the little girl, and she couldn't help saying, "Your child?"

   Meng Jia's heart skipped a beat, and she said flatly, "Yes."

  Lu Jianhong's heart also ached, and he withdrew his step forward: "He hasn't come back yet?"

   "Leave." Meng Jia said casually, "But it's getting late, it's inconvenient for single men and widows, you can come back later in the daytime, no, it's better not to come."

   "I wish you... I wish you..." Lu Jianhong stood in front of the door, wanting to say some words of blessing, but couldn't continue. She was silent for a while, then finally nodded, and said, "I'll go."

  The door was closed again, and tears were streaming down her face. Meng Jia hadn't shed tears for a long time, but today, she shed more tears than this year.

  The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Meng Jia's heart also fell to the bottom, becoming empty. Suddenly, she became very regretful. For so many years, she has been guarding the final bottom line. Why? She didn't know her purpose, but she knew that it was definitely not to keep Lu Jianhong away.

  "Jianhong, don't go!" Lu Jianhong's departure broke Meng Jia's psychological defenses, but when she opened the door, there was no sign of Lu Jianhong outside.

  Meng Jia suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted. If Lu Jianhong left like this, he might never come again. Is this the result he wanted?

  "Lu Jianhong, you stupid pig, did you just leave like this? Don't you know that I lied to you?" Meng Jia leaned weakly against the door frame.

  "You're the stupid pig!" Lu Jianhong suddenly walked out of the darkness and walked slowly to Meng Jia.

  Meng Jia suddenly threw herself into Lu Jianhong's arms, beat Lu Jianhong's chest, and cried, "If you're dead, you'll make me sad, make me sad, why are you coming back?"

  Lu Jianhong grabbed Meng Jia's little hand and hugged her by the waist, but forgot that there was a little girl there. The little girl turned her eyes and rushed over to grab his thigh: "Bad guy, hit me."

  Meng Jia blushed a little, with tears still hanging on her face, but she laughed, struggling to break free from Lu Jianhong's arms, and hugged her in her arms: "Ninny, he's not a bad person, he's your father."

Lu Jianhong was suddenly stunned. He had never thought about having a child, so he couldn't help squatting down, looking at the little girl's face, vaguely resembling himself. Suddenly, he felt helpless towards the child. Eloquent feelings.

  The little girl screamed and refused Lu Jianhong's forceful kiss, scratching and scratching. In her mind, the concept of father had never existed. Meng Jia pulled Lu Jianhong's hand away and said with a smile, "Don't scare her, it's the first time she sees you, so don't expect to make out with you."

  Lu Jianhong couldn't help touching her nose, and smiled foolishly: "I still have a daughter, hehe, I also have a daughter."

  Suddenly, he felt that Junling was not so strange, and became kind because of having this little girl.

  The little girl huddled in Meng Jia's arms, looking warily at this strange man called Dad.

   Walking into the room, Lu Jianhong's nose couldn't help but sore. The conditions were so bad, she couldn't help but glared at Meng Jia, and said angrily, "Do you still have me in your eyes?"

Meng Jia looked at Lu Jianhong's fierce appearance. This was the first time she saw him. Although he was fierce, there was a strange sweetness in her heart. It had been a long time since she had felt this way. At this moment, she thought of a question: " Jianhong, why are you in Junling?"

   "Why are you in Junling?" Lu Jianhong asked back, "You did a good job at Li Gang, why did you leave?"

   "Mom, I'm hungry." The little girl protested.

  Lu Jianhong gave the little girl a distressed look, and said softly, "Daddy will take you to eat something delicious."

  Meng Jia hadn't thought that Lu Jianhong was the mayor of Junling at this time, so when Lu Jianhong proposed to go out for dinner, she didn't have the slightest concern. In fact, she was always worried about destroying Lu Jianhong's family.

  The hotel is still open. After entering the Junling Hotel, Meng Jia couldn't help saying: "Jianhong, coming to such a good place will spoil the children."

   "My daughter, I'm happy." Lu Jianhong lowered his voice and let out a low voice, his expression overflowing with doting.

  A child is a child. After eating a delicious meal, the relationship with Lu Jianhong improved by leaps and bounds. In a blink of an eye, they became very affectionate, but they still refused to call him dad, which made Lu Jianhong very upset.

  Meng Jia laughed and said, "She has never barked, and she still doesn't know how to pronounce it."

  Lu Jianhong was relieved now, but he still had a bitter heart. Of course, he didn't blame the child, but Meng Jia, who gave birth secretly and didn't tell him.

  The little girl still ate less of these delicacies, and soon fell asleep when she was full.

"Let me take a good look." Snatching the child from Meng Jia's hand, Lu Jianhong looked at her lovingly, "Look, this eyebrow looks like me, and this nose, this small mouth, too much like me Me. So pretty."

   "You are so stinking." The sudden happiness made Meng Jia unwilling to think about the future, and it is good to be happy for a day.

"Don't go back tonight, stay in the hotel, it's so cold, don't freeze the child." Lu Jianhong picked up her daughter, feeling that the child was extremely light, and she could tell Meng Meng from the child. Jia's living conditions, let alone seeing Meng Jia selling clothes at a street stall in the freezing cold.

Meng Jia was originally a little girl. If she hadn't been supported by her father's feud back then, she wouldn't have been able to stay under Liu Yuena's hand for several years. Now Lu Jianhong is undoubtedly a mountain for her, a person in the mountain. The pebbles will naturally follow him. Even so, she still raised a question: "Will it be inconvenient to become red?"

Lu Jianhong was stunned for a moment. He was a public figure, and maybe no one would pay attention to him in the market place, but if he went to this kind of place, it was fine to have a meal. If he opened his room, if someone who knew him saw him, that would be a problem. .

  Finally, Meng Jia went to open the room by herself, and entered first with the baby in her arms.

Lu Jianhong slipped in like a thief. Meng Jia was wiping the child's face with a towel. It was a pink and delicate face, but it looked a little malnourished and slightly yellow. Lu Jianhong said very distressed : "I'm sorry for the kid."