Meng Yueman was stunned because Mu Huan said, "Mom, I went to school." Her son went to school a long time ago, and now someone suddenly said to her, "Mom, I went to school, let her go." Somewhat confused.
Then I came back to my senses and felt much younger.
After getting in the car, Meng Yueman thought of Mu Huan's youthful and energetic appearance, and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Jun Yan dotes on this wife so much. This young, beautiful and energetic person is really attractive."
Judging from the appearance, Meng Yueman was satisfied with Mu Huan.
She is so petite and cute, standing together with her son, the scene is full of emotion.
Especially when her son rubbed Mu Huan's head lovingly, she couldn't help but want to draw it.
Meng Yueman is a painter. Her eyes are very good at discovering beauty and she likes all beautiful pictures.
Hearing this, Ling Wei hugged her arm and said, "Aunt Meng, if you praise her like this, I will be jealous!"
Meng Yueman smiled and patted her hand, saying with a doting look on her face, "You kid..."
Just like Meng Yueman said, those who came to attend Mr. Gu's funeral were all business leaders and celebrities.
Most of them had attended Gu Chenyi's engagement party before.
When Ling Wei appeared with Meng Yueman on her arm, everyone at the scene started whispering.
Everyone in the upper class knew about Ling Wei's identity, and her relationship with Bo Junyan was also known to everyone. Therefore, when they saw that it was Ling Wei who accompanied Meng Yueman to the funeral this time, instead of Mu Huan, they all thought that it was because of such a scandal. , Mu Huan went down to the court, and Ling Wei was getting back together with Bo Junyan.
However, although people all have a heart for gossip, such an occasion is not suitable for gossip, so no one dared to ask Meng Yueman about it. However, after returning, the news spread throughout the upper class circle.
Inside the mourning hall.
Gu Chenyi asked, "Mom, why didn't you let Xiao Huan come to grandpa's funeral?"
"It's your grandpa's funeral now, and you're still in the mood to miss her! Do you want to piss me off to death?" Gu Qianru, who was no longer gentle and innocent as before, had a sharp voice and a scary facial expression.
"I'm not thinking about her, I just think it's wrong for you to do this, Mom. It's not Xiao Huan's fault!"
"Shut up! Don't mention her again in the future!" Gu Qianru, who always obeyed Gu Chenyi in everything, used such a tough attitude to lecture him for the first time.
Gu Chenyi's eyes turned dark and complicated when he looked at such a mother.
"Chen Yi, you just said you were going to the bathroom, go to the bathroom quickly!" Bo Huaiyun hugged his wife and asked his son to leave first.
Gu Chenyi said nothing more and turned to leave.
After he left, Gu Qianru cried in Bo Huaiyun's arms, "Look at him, he is still thinking about Mu Huan. It's all her fault... It's all her fault..."
For her son to be so indifferent to the occasion, so...
"Okay, don't cry..." Bo Huaiyun hugged Gu Qianru and comforted her.
"It would be great if it weren't for Mu Huan. Without her, none of this would have happened..." Gu Qianru seemed to be possessed by a demon, and she increasingly believed that without Mu Huan, none of this would have happened. Without Mu Huan, she would Her son would not be so infatuated and painful, she would not meet such a black-hearted Lin Qingya, 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. They had to send the mother and son abroad to stay away from this sad place and divert their emotions. Otherwise, it would be impossible to continue like this.
(End of chapter)