Chapter 31
The woman was about to get on the bus when she heard a voice calling her and immediately turned around.
Song Bojian's unruly shouting made his throat hurt.
Meng Xihan stood there and looked at him. The two of them just looked at each other. Neither of them spoke first, nor did anyone walk towards the other first.
After a while, Song Bojian picked up his phone and called the number on the blacklist.
Three seconds later, the woman in his sight raised her cell phone.
"you……"
"Don't talk, I have something to ask you."
Meng Xihan soon fell silent, and the receiver was filled with the sound of the wind.
Song Bojian's voice was still shaking.
Meng Xihan was right in front of him, and he knew clearly that he shouldn't do this.
Knowing that the result of mustering up courage will be hurt.
But he still wanted to ask, he wanted to get it clear.
"Meng Meng, is she your daughter?"
"Why do you ask?"
Song Bojian didn't listen to what she said at all, and asked stubbornly: "Is it her?"
"Of course not, Mengmeng is not my child."
"Then why does she look so much like Little Orange?"
Meng Xihan couldn't help laughing: "Maybe it's because she is my cousin's daughter."
Song Bojian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Meng Xihan did not cheat, and Meng Meng is really younger than Xiao Chengzi.
Meng Meng is not Meng Xihan's child either.
"I have another question."
"you say."
"Are you single now?"
"I'm divorced now."
She is single and Meng Meng is not her child.
Song Bojian couldn't help but tear up his eyes. Xiao Chengzi would no longer be called an illegitimate child.
Meng Xihan was already walking towards him.
Song Bojian came to his senses and immediately asked her to stop.
"I have nothing more to say to you. Go away, and I'll leave too."
Meng Xihan stopped walking and stared at Song Bojian, saying his name.
"Song Bojian, next time we meet, I hope you won't be so hostile."
hostility?
Meng Xihan called everything he did during this period hostility?
She was really able to wash her hands of the past.
Song Bojian chuckled: "Meng Meng is not your child, but that doesn't mean our past will disappear out of thin air. Meng Xihan, we don't have to meet again in the future."
After Song Bojian finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned to enter the building.
Meng Xihan watched his back from a distance until he could no longer see him.
She had just gotten in the car when she suddenly received a call from Xu Qingyang.
Meng Xihan frowned quickly, a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes. The phone vibrated until the last second before she slowly pressed the answer button.
"What's up?"
The voice on the other end said matter-of-factly: "My mother and I are going to Shanghai in a few days. You know what to do."
Meng Xihan's voice was as cold as his expression: "We are divorced."
A scornful laugh came from the other end: "Of course I know, but isn't this what you promised me when you divorced me?"
When they decided to divorce, Meng Xihan apologized and promised him that she could pretend in front of his family if necessary.
It was this sentence that troubled Xu Qingyang for more than three years.
Meng Xihan was silent for a few seconds and ended the stalemate.
"Tell me the time of your flight."
After hanging up the phone, Meng Xihan sat in the car and lit a cigarette.
Her marriage with Xu Qingyang had ended a long time ago, but the sense of confusion still seemed to persist.
At first, she and Xu Qingyang each got what they wanted, but after their divorce, they were more entangled than a real couple.
She rarely regretted the decisions she made, but this time she fell flat on her face.
After a long time, the cigarette burned out and Meng Xihan threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
He took a last look at the building where Song Bojian worked and drove away.
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