Chapter 886 You Called the Wrong Number

, Qiao Bao'er is really hard to get along with." He sighed.Standing aside, Pei Haoran, who was also sipping coffee to perk himself up, smiled wryly and nodded.Before, they all thought Qiao Bao'er acte..."How's it going at home lately" Sima An had been living with his girlfriend for a month now, and he still habitually sent her messages or made calls occasionally to ask about things at home. 。

Song Mengmeng's mood was always complex whenever she received his concerned inquiries. 。She didn't feel a pang of jealousy or sadness, but rather understood more clearly that this man truly cared for her. It was just the care one feels for family, but that was precious in itself. 。All is well. 。She gave Lele medicine while nonchalantly replying. 。

The doctor always said that children with mood swings affect their digestion, Song Mengmeng couldn't soothe her child, so she could only force-feed him some digestive medicine. As a result, LeLe was unhappy and burst into tears. 。Song Mengmeng was at a loss, and her nanny quickly limped out of the kitchen to coax the child, "Is there a crying baby" Sima An on the other end of the phone heard the cry... 。It's the sound from the television. 。Song Mengmeng picked up her phone and walked outside to the yard. 。She was increasingly impressed by her innate ability to lie; she didn't even need an outline. 。After Sima An moved out, she found the mansion awfully empty. Going back to the rural areas felt like a downgrade, but she didn't intend to tell Sima An about it. 。She privately settled all of Fu's sister-in-law's salary and also gave her an extra 20,000 yuan. 。 Sima An lived in a rented house with his beloved woman, while she stayed alone in their thousand-square-meter mansion and even hired a nanny to take care of her. She must be struck by lightning! 。"Big Boss Sima, you go busy yourself." 。" Sima An pretended to be heartbroken. “Mengmeng, I went through all this trouble to secretly call you, and you’re so heartless and ungrateful. In just one month, you've already forgotten about me" 。He always likes to play pranks on her. 。

It's not entirely a joke, Sima An is indeed somewhat uncomfortable. 。

"What's being done secretly" 。Song Mengmeng giggled, speaking as if they were having an affair. 。But he lives with Lanlan, probably to avoid her getting jealous. 。"Are you working today, even though it's the weekend" she asked as she usually did. 。"Well, you've been working hard lately, putting in long hours. With such a small business, you have to do everything yourself. There's no other way." 。The man on the phone deliberately let out a dramatic sigh. 。Sima An's company has an annual turnover of over 100 million, where is it a small business He always likes to put on a show of misery in front of her, as if this can help him relax and catch his breath in that tense work environment. 。Song Mengmeng had been with him for so many years, she already understood his bad taste, but she couldn't help but remind him, "Don't work yourself too hard, you can't spend that much money anyway." 。Isn't life just a mouth, a stomach, and a bed to sleep on How much more do you want

Since Song Mengmeng left him, she seems to be doing pretty well. 。

He felt a twinge of discomfort in his heart when he realized she didn't need him anymore. 。"Mengmeng, I have a cold." 。He suddenly said. 。"Huh A cold" She listened carefully and realized that he did have a bit of a nasal tone when he spoke. "Have you seen a doctor Taken any medicine I told you not to overwork all the time..." 。" Sima An enjoyed her concern, her voice softened, "It's just a common cold, a little headache, no need to see a doctor so much trouble, drink more water and it will be fine." 。"Get back and rest quickly, you'll go crazy going to work." 。Her tone was a bit hurried. 。He smiled and blurted out, "Mengmeng, your words are becoming more and more like a wife's..." However, as soon as the words left his mouth, both people on the phone fell silent. 。He used to tease her like this often, it didn't seem like a big deal. Song Mengmeng was his wife on paper, but now he had Lanlan, he shouldn't...

"You should get some rest." 。“Song Mengmeng really didn't want to continue talking to him, and said in a faint voice,” 。"Well" 。“Before hanging up, she couldn't help but remind him one last time, “Remember to buy some cold medicine and fever medicine.” 。She knew that even if he had a fever all night, Sima An's personality would just be thinking of enduring it. 。"There are people at home to take care of me, so I don't have to worry." 。He smiled and said casually. 。

The call ended. 。Song Mengmeng's expression was a little dazed. Of course she knew what he meant by that, that Lanlan would take care of him. Suddenly, she felt like she had been worrying for nothing. 。。"The milkmaid saw her hang up the phone and came over to say something to her." 。"I saw Sima An was holding Lele at the time, he seemed to like children very much." 。The milkmaid really hopes the two of them can be together. 。Song Mengmeng raised her head, a pale smile tugging at the corner of her lips, "Sima An moved out to live with his girlfriend." 。"The milkmaid, upon hearing this, stared at her in surprise. " 。Song Mengmeng had never told Nanny about this, thinking it wasn't necessary. Anyway, separation was inevitable. 。Song Mengmeng walked into the room. Lele was sitting in her walker and playing. Song Mengmeng squatted down in front of her daughter and coaxed her, the child giggled with delight. 。Her eyes were resolute as she murmured, "In the future, Sima An and Lanlan will have children of their own. LeLe won't be a burden on him. I can raise her myself…" Since things had come to this, the wet nurse no longer tried to dissuade her. 。It seems like we were just not meant to be. 。"

... Actually, that's pretty good..." 。"Song Mengmeng was very optimistic. She reached out and rubbed her daughter's head affectionately. Being a single mother wasn't so bad, she thought. Besides, she had heard that children become even more mischievous as they grow older. Her life would definitely be full and interesting in the future." 。

Two more days passed in this tranquil village, and Song Mengmeng grew increasingly fond of the slow pace of life. She discussed with her nanny about finding another house in the city center, as LeLe would be eligible for kindergarten next year. 。

At 1 a.m., a phone call disrupted her peaceful life. 。"Lanlan, why haven't you come back yet" Sima An on the phone sounded a little drunk, his voice nasal as he spoke, even dialing the wrong number. 。Song Mengmeng wanted to immediately cut it off. 。"You have a cold, why are you drinking" She first glanced at Lele, who was sound asleep in bed, afraid of waking the child. She quietly got out of bed, grabbed her phone and grumbled in a low voice. 。"Lanlan, didn't you say you were coming back today I waited for you all day..." The man on the phone was still a little confused. 。Song Mengmeng walked out of the living room and turned on a small lamp, "Blue your sister!" She angrily cursed. 。"You got the wrong number!" Her angry rebuke startled the man on the other end of the phone. He looked at the dialed number and realized he had accidentally called Song Mengmeng. 。Then he immediately changed his tune, putting on a pitiful act and saying, "Mumu, my head hurts" 。with a long drawn-out pronunciation 。Why are you drinking so much 。Her voice was a little stiff. 。

I'm not feeling well. 。He was perfunctory and insincere, with a lazy drawl in his voice. 。

Damn it 。

I should have just hung up. 。Song Mengmeng cursed, "You're so old, you still drink so much alcohol with a bad cold!" 。He seemed to enjoy being scolded, a smile in his eyes, yet he still used that pitiful voice, "Meng Meng, my head hurts and I'm hungry." 。"Mēngmēng, what are you doing at home alone"“Can you order takeout and make me some char siu rice noodles You make it so delicious. I've been craving it..." The man mumbled like he was drunk. Song Mēngmēng held her phone, her expression complex. 。He thought she was in the city and still dared to ask her to send him food. 。"Mengmeng, I feel nauseous and have an upset stomach. Mmm, it seems like I have a fever of 39 degrees..." He continued to play the victim, his lazy voice thick with nasal congestion. Yes, he was definitely sick, but his attitude wasn't as if something terrible had happened to him. 。"Sima An, stop acting cute all the time, do you think you're a child"She hung up the phone angrily. Because she yelled too loudly, she woke up the nanny, "What happened" The nanny came out wearing pajamas 。I need to go back to the city. 。Song Mengmeng quickly packed her bag and important identification. 。"It's so late, let's handle things tomorrow..." Although Song Mengmeng was usually soft-hearted, sometimes she could be as stubborn as a donkey. "I'm leaving >>> 。ill very painful and she couldn't stand or walk, Qiao Baoer thought it must be a fracture.Along the bank of the stream, there were many dead branches and leaves. She found the thickest one as a walkin...