Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

I didn't expect Fang Mengjia to focus so accurately.

Meng Qingning raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, and said softly, "Yes, without Wei Jue, I wouldn't be where I am now."

Fang Mengjia sighed and said softly.

"He is indeed a good boy, and he would even die for you."

At first, Fang Mengjia just thought that Wei Jue was good, he seemed stable, at least much better than Fu Jingze, plus she was chosen by her husband.

Fang Mengjia believed in her husband's gaze.

I didn't expect his eyes to be so precise.

"Ah."

"However..." Fang Mengjia changed the subject, "He likes you, so he is willing to die for you. If you don't have feelings for him, you can't marry him just because he saved you. It's not good for him. Fair."

Hearing Fang Mengjia's teachings, Meng Qingning's head ached, and he asked, "Mom, do you think I'm the kind of person who would put all of myself on it just because I want to repay my kindness?"

Hearing this, Fang Mengjia paused, and suddenly thought of an incident in his childhood.

At that time, someone helped Meng Qingning, who helped her with her homework during school, and then Meng Qingning said to him: "Thank you, I can repay you, what do you want?"

The one who helped her was a male classmate, who was at the age of first love. It was also because he liked Meng Qingning and paid a lot of attention to her, so he knew that she needed help.

After hearing her question, the male classmate blushed and asked, "Can I do anything?"

The little Meng Qingning held her cheeks and said innocently: "Should it be possible?"

Anyway, her family is very rich, and the other party is just a junior classmate, so why would she want something she can't afford?
But he didn't expect the other party to stare at Meng Qingning for a long time, and then choked out a sentence with a blushing face.

"Then, can you be my girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingning was stunned.

"Girlfriend? This is not allowed. You helped me, and I want to repay you. You should ask me to do something for you, or I will give you something. Also, you can't fall in love early Yes."

The male classmate blushed because of her reaction, and then avoided her when he saw Meng Qingning.

The little Meng Qingning even told the story home, and both parents found it amusing.

Recalling this incident, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Fang Mengjia's lips unconsciously.

"Yes, we would rather not be such a person. So, you like the person your father picked for you?"

"Yes." Meng Qingning replied seriously: "I like it."

Fearing that her mother might misunderstand, Meng Qingning continued, "It's not because he saved me, because I found out that I had feelings for him before he saved me."

Although not many at that time.

But a person's words and deeds are indeed plus points.

For example, she always liked Wei Jue, but because she was betrayed in her previous life, even though she had a good impression of him, she didn't dare to trust him.

But because of this incident, Meng Qingning's affection for him gushed out like a flood that opened the gate.

Not only liking, but also guilt, and distress for him.

Meng Qingning knew that if she had no feelings for him, even if he sacrificed his life for her own sake, she might only feel grateful and owe him.

Instead of being like this...

"When you grow up, you probably think about many things clearly. Your parents can only control you for a while, but not for the rest of your life. Since you have made your own decisions, then so be it."

Fang Mengjia's tone was very light: "But if you think about it, there are some things that you never turn back."

"I know."

"Then let the man choose the time, and then the two parties will sit down and meet."

"it is good."

After the matter here was settled, Meng Qingning took out the enrollment form that Murong Yuan had given her earlier.

I was still hesitating before, but now I won't.

She took a brush and filled in her name and information, then found Murong Yuan's contact information on the back and called.

The phone rang twice and was picked up instantly.

Murong Yuan's surprised voice came through the phone.

"Sweetie, you actually called me so early, three months earlier than I expected."

Meng Qingning: "..."

Three months, isn't that time over?
"I thought you'd wait until the last day of the deadline to find me."

Compared to Murong Yuan's enthusiasm, Meng Qingning's attitude seemed a bit indifferent.

"Stop talking nonsense, I've already filled out the form, when will you come to get it?"

"Sweetheart, don't you send it here yourself? You are the most attractive one in Carriton's enrollment, alas."

Meng Qingning reminded him coldly: "Please don't call me sweetheart, this is not an appropriate name."

In private, Murong Yuan is actually a person with a smiley face and who likes to make jokes. He usually likes to call women sweethearts, but he has no lust.

He was not angry either, but asked in a soft voice: "It seems that you have taken care of your personal affairs, how is it? Have you decided to go to another place?"

There seemed to be a hint of mockery in his tone.

Meng Qingning's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and before she could speak, Murong Yuan said again: "Hey, little girl, long-distance love is very hard. If you want to see each other, you can't see each other. The admission form hasn't arrived in my hand yet. You still have a chance. Repent."

"However, once the recruiting watch is handed over to me, you will be my student from now on. I, Murong Yuan, do not allow my students to give up halfway."

When speaking of the latter sentence, Murong Yuan's tone was obviously a lot more serious, and also a lot more serious.

Meng Qingning knew that he purposely said it to himself.

It refers to the thing that she gave up halfway when learning to dance when she was a child.

Thinking of this, Meng Qingning said lightly: "Don't worry, I used to be ignorant when I was young, but now that I'm grown up, I won't make decisions that I can't control."

"That's good. The teacher has high expectations for you. Now, I'll go get the admissions form."

Saying that, Murong Yuan stood up, raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Meng Qingning, from now on, you still have about an hour to go back on your word."

Then he hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone from the phone, Meng Qingning couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly.

What he said was like what he said to his girlfriend.

I didn't expect such an unscrupulous person to be a world-class dancer.

Do people start to become abnormal when they are powerful to a certain extent?
Knowing that he was coming, Meng Qingning directly confessed to A Pin.

"Murong Yuan will come over later to get the admission form. When he comes, you can just let him in."

Abhi's lips moved, trying to say something.

"I know what you're worried about, but he really won't. He's a very good teacher. He won't use his future to do anything to me."

Meng Qingyao would suddenly set fire, mainly because she felt that her future was hopeless, and both sides were black, so she went to extremes.

This is probably the so-called, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.