This Linda actually dared to spread rumors, telling others that the Jin Hui in front of them had an improper relationship with his own wife. This Linda was really bold, daring to frame Meng Nianchu for such a thing.
The black sedan door closed, and the car sped away. Meng Nianchu bit her lips, her eyes following the black car all the way. Mu Junze stroked Meng Nianchu's head, comforting her, "Do you know who's in her car?"
Meng Nianchu was stunned by Mu Junze's question. Then she looked at him and asked, "Who?"
Mu Junze gave a cold laugh. His hand slid from Meng Nianchu's head to her back, caressing it gently. "Who else could it be?"
"Since she dared to frame you, we should surely return her a grand gift." Mu Junze's protective nature flared up uncontrollably. Cui Xi beside them shivered. Someone was going to be in bad luck.
Here, the issue of customers having allergic reactions to Meng family's clothes was only half - resolved. The customers had been sent away by Meng Nianchu. Now, they should focus on finding out the source of the allergy.
Fortunately, the Meng family had a special department for inspecting clothes. In less than an hour, the results were out. Since there was no problem in the production process of the clothes, it was well - known that the allergen must be in the fabric.
This inspection was just to confirm whether the allergen was in the fabric. As expected, Meng Nianchu wasn't overly angry. After all, Linda had done many such things.
"Now Mameng must think you're involved with Jin Hui. To make Mameng believe that you have nothing to do with Jin Hui, she has to see Jin Hui with someone else with her own eyes." When Mu Junze said this, his impatience and disgust were obvious.
After all, no one would like to have their wife talked about with another man. Meng Nianchu was an extremely delicate woman. How could she not hear the tone in his voice? She quickly reached out her hand and stroked Mu Junze's hand.
"If we want Mameng to see it, we must make Mameng, Jin Hui and Linda appear together at this time. But this is quite difficult. After all, the business Jin Hui is in has made him a very cautious person."
Seeing Meng Nianchu looking a bit worried, Mu Junze stroked her head. "Alright, I have my own way."
On the other side, in the black sedan, Linda frowned and looked at the man beside her. "Why are you here? Aren't you usually very busy?"
Jin Hui's hand reached out to Linda's face. He squinted his eyes. "Yes, I was really busy. But I just came to see you."
Linda sneered in her heart. He made it sound like he was a lovesick swain. Who didn't know who. Although Linda knew all this, there was not a trace of it on her face.
She put on a perfect smile. "If that's the case, I hope you can stand on my side more at this time." Linda's words were full of innuendo. Jin Hui was a shrewd man. How could he not understand?
Jin Hui withdrew his hand, then raised his eyebrows. "Oh, then tell me how I should stand on your side." Jin Hui leaned back on the car seat, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I don't need much help. Just give me a little push from behind." Linda knew she couldn't make too excessive a request. Jin Hui was not easy to deal with.
Hearing this, Jin Hui seemed to let down his guard. He put his hand on Linda's shoulder again. "It's just such a small thing. You can just tell Ada. I haven't seen you for these days. Do you miss me?"
Jin Hui's fingers touched Linda's chin, stroking it. Then he leaned down and gave her a hard kiss. Linda frowned slightly, with undisguised disgust in her eyes.
When Jin Hui raised his head, Linda squinted her eyes and smiled brightly. "How could I not miss you? You haven't come to see me for such a long time."
Linda's voice was soft and aggrieved. No man could resist. Jin Hui fondled her again. After a while of heavy breathing, Linda lay in the man's arms. "I have a plan now. Do you want to help me?"
"What plan?"
"I want to bring down the Meng family. But I failed this time. Meng Nianchu messed it up. I plan to do it again. This time, the business problem may be suspected on you. You just need to deny it."
Although Linda had many things she wanted to do and many things she wanted to accomplish, it was obvious that this woman wasn't very smart. If it were really as simple as she said.
Jin Hui's hand on Linda's body was a bit absent - minded. Whether this woman could still stay by his side was now a question. Linda didn't get an answer from Jin Hui for a long time, so she stopped talking.
Hatred flashed in her eyes. No matter what, whether there was someone to help or not, she was determined to fight the Meng family to the end and destroy them.
Father Meng had been lying in the hospital for a long time, but there was no sign of improvement. After dealing with the company's affairs, Meng Nianchu immediately rushed to the hospital to check on Father Meng's condition.
As soon as she entered the ward, she saw Father Meng standing in front of the window, seemingly constantly practicing his voice. But all she could hear were "ah, ah, ah" sounds. This made Meng Nianchu feel extremely heart - broken.
"Dad, I bought your favorite barley congee today. It's from the congee shop opposite our company. The congee is cooked on lotus leaves. It has a special flavor. Dad, come and have a taste."
Not only did Meng Nianchu like food, but Father Meng was also very fond of delicious food. Hearing his daughter's words, he forgot about practicing his voice just now and quickly walked over.
Seeing that her father's attention had been diverted, Meng Nianchu let out a soft sigh. At the same time, her heart sank even more. Mu Junze had just learned about the situation from the doctor when he saw Meng Nianchu with a mournful face.
His heart tightened. He quickly came to Meng Nianchu's side. "What's wrong with you? Your face looks so pale."
Father Meng was sitting on one side, drinking the barley congee and didn't hear their conversation. Meng Nianchu whispered softly to Mu Junze, "How is it? What did the doctor say? Is there any hope?"
Mu Junze shook his head and whispered, "The specialist said that the situation of his loss of voice is not very clear for now. It depends on the patient's recovery ability. I've contacted a foreign hospital. In a few days, they will send an expert. We'll see the situation then."
Meng Nianchu nodded. This was the only thing they could do for now. Father Meng was lowering his head, scooping up the congee with a spoon. Seeing the two whispering to each other, he squinted his eyes and smiled very kindly. But the next moment, his expression changed immediately.