You Are My Starlight-Chapter 710

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710 You are mine (3)

When han mengjun tried to resist Dongdong from a certain distance, Dongdong did not seem to notice it at all.

On the last day of han mengjun’s shoot, he even asked his Secretary to send desserts to all the staff members, as well as shopping cards for the supermarket chains under the Huo group.

Such a large sum of money was obviously telling everyone that han mengjun was Huo chendong’s woman.

“My dear, your man is so handsome!” Ben said agitatedly, ” with him doing this, I believe that no one will dare to bully us in the future. Hmph.”

In the end, he even snorted arrogantly.

Han mengjun pursed her lips and said, ” let’s go back. She did not want to talk about this topic.

Ben was stunned and said,”you’re not eating?” Young master Huo has prepared lunch.”

“No, I’m a little tired. I want to go back and take a nap.”

“Then I’ll send you!”

“No, I’ll take the company car back. You can play with them.”

Ever since han mengjun started to rise, the company that had never taken her seriously assigned her an assistant and a driver.

“Alright! My dear, be careful on your own!”

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Perhaps she had been too tired recently, han mengjun had fallen asleep as soon as she came back yesterday.

She was woken up by a text message the next day.

She opened her eyes and was in a daze for a while before picking up her phone.

my mom is already at your door. Please open the door.

What was this?

He must have sent it to the wrong person.

She threw her phone aside and lay down for a while. She got up to look for food when she was really famished.

Ding dong!

The sudden ringing of the doorbell startled her.

Who would come over so early?

Han mengjun put down her glass and opened the door.

She was completely stunned when su Mianmian’s appearance came into view.

?!

Han mengjun quickly opened the door.

“Good Morning, Auntie.”

“Good Morning,” Su Mianmian smiled. She looked at han mengjun’s pajamas and suddenly showed an apologetic look. She said, ” I’m sorry, I was too anxious, so I came early and disturbed your rest.

“How could I?” Han mengjun smiled and shook her head. please come in.

“Alright,” he said. Su Mianmian agreed with a smile and followed han mengjun into the room.

Su Mianmian was stunned as soon as she stepped into the entrance.

She looked at the few pairs of men’s shoes on the shoe rack at the entrance, and her face revealed a stunned expression.

She couldn’t help but wonder why there were men’s shoes here.

The design and size of the shoes did not look like Dongdong’s. Was han mengjun living with another man? 𝐟𝚛e𝐞𝙬𝗲𝒃𝓷𝒐𝘃e𝒍.c𝑜m

Thinking of this, su Mianmian’s face didn’t look good.

“This looks like a boy’s shoe. Is it your brother’s?” Su Mianmian asked despite knowing the answer.

Han mengjun was a smart person. She could naturally guess what su Mianmian was thinking from the sudden change in her expression. If it was someone else, she wouldn’t even want to explain.

But now that she was still taking Dongdong’s money and the contract had not expired yet, she naturally couldn’t let su Mianmian let her imagination run wild and misunderstand her.

“Aunty su, this is my manager’s shoe,” she explained.

“Manager? Do you live with your manager?”

Han mengjun nodded.

the manager is a man. Isn’t it a little inconvenient for Yingying? ” Su Mianmian said tactfully.

When han mengjun heard this, she smiled and said, ” it won’t be inconvenient. My manager likes men. He’s already been out with his family.

Ben was a carefree person and he never hid his sexual orientation.

“I see!” Su Mianmian smiled awkwardly.

Han mengjun looked at su Mianmian’s expression and said, ” although his sexual orientation is different from others, he’s my good friend. Besides, I think it’s only his personal choice.

Su Mianmian heard this and laughed. don’t be nervous, I can understand. I’ve seen such Yingluo children all these years.

To her, it was enough as long as that person was not her son’s love rival.

Han mengjun was relieved to see that su Mianmian wasn’t thinking about this anymore.

Su Mianmian walked in with a smile.

Han mengjun’s house was a small two-bedroom apartment. Although it was small, the decorations were very warm. The overall tone of the warm color scheme made people feel very warm at first glance.

She had come here suddenly, but the house was very clean and tidy.

Su Mianmian saw everything and was very satisfied.

Although it was only a small detail, it could truly reflect a person’s heart. The things in front of him could not be fake.

Han mengjun was indeed a child who deserved to be loved.

mengjun, I brought you some shredded chicken porridge. I made it myself. Drink more. Su Mianmian smiled, opened the thermal box she had brought, poured out a box, and put it in han mengjun’s hand.

The box in her hand was not big, but it felt warm in her palm.

The shredded chicken congee was cooked very well. It was thick and the fragrance that assailed the nose desperately drilled into the nose, instantly surrounding you and leaving you nowhere to hide.

Han mengjun looked at the shredded chicken porridge in her hand in a daze.

In the eyes of others, this might just be a simple bowl of shredded chicken porridge that could be made in just a few hours. However, to her, it was not just a bowl of shredded chicken porridge.

She represented su Mianmian’s heart and sincere dedication.

More importantly, this was the first time someone had specially made something for her.

Very few people knew that she was actually an orphan and had never received much love and care since she was young.

To her, the most important thing was to survive. She didn’t dare to hope for anything else.

She had never thought that there would be a day when someone would care about her so much. She was a little overwhelmed.

“Thank you, Auntie.” She said, choking.

Even though it was just a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, the shock it gave her was incomparably strong.

Han mengjun’s eyes started to turn red and hot. She bit her lower lip and tried her best to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

She picked up a spoon and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly.

The aroma of the rice and the taste of the chicken blended perfectly together. As she chewed, the unique taste slowly spread in her mouth and filled it.

Bada!

In the end, she could not hold back her tears. They fell into the shredded chicken porridge like a broken thread. They melted and were eaten by han mengjun.

They were clearly salty tears, but when they entered her mouth, they actually tasted sweet.

Su Mianmian didn’t expect to cry from eating chicken porridge. She quickly pulled over the tissue box on the coffee table, took out two pieces of paper from it, and handed them over.

“Mengjun, what’s wrong? Is the porridge not good?”