Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

When he came to Dexianju, Yue Tingfeng held Yan Qingsi's waist and pushed open the door of Mrs. Yue's box.

Pushing away for a moment, all the people in the house turned their heads and looked over.

Yue Tingfeng originally had a smile on her face, and when she saw the people in the room, her face became ugly.

Yue Tingfeng took off her glasses: "Mom, what battle is this?"

Mrs. Yue immediately expressed a look of surprise: "Listening to the wind, you're here, oh ... you brought Qing Si, too, I just miss her, Qing Si, come here, sit beside me."

Mrs. Yue kindly waved at Yan Qingsi and let her sit down.

Yan Qingsi was suspicious. Madam Yue had urged Yue to listen to the wind to bring him over, but now she pretended not to know. What is going on? This meal doesn't seem so simple.

Yan Qingsi smiled and walked over to sit next to Mrs. Yue.

Mrs. Yue took Yan Qingsi's arm and smiled: "Today I was shopping with your Aunt He Lan. She was very kind. She had to pull me and say thank you for taking care of Xiushuang in Jingcheng, so ... have dinner together."

Yue listened to the wind with a smile, and pointed out: "When is Aunt He Lan so polite?"

There are four people in the room, Mrs. Yue, mother-and-daughter He Lan, and one who doesn't know.

Mrs. He Lan is a somewhat noble person. Her family background is quite arrogant. Although she seems to be kind to others, she rarely sees others.

Mrs. He Lan smiled: "Thank you for your thanks. This is an indispensable gift."

Mrs. He Lan smiled gently over Yan Qingsi. "Since Miss Yan is here, thank you for your help. Xiu Xiu came back this time and said that Miss Yan had a lot of photos about her in those days."

Yan Qingsi smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

He Lanxiu beckoned both of them: "I didn't expect Brother Feng and Sister Qingsi to come together. I would like to introduce it to you. This is my cousin Zhou Ning. My cousin is very powerful. The second runner-up in the Fashion Design Award is now a womenswear designer under DY. "

The beautiful lady sitting next to He Lan Xiuse is indeed an intellectual, dressed in fashion with glasses, and her smile is just right, saying: "Hello, I am Zhou Ning."

Mrs. He Lan took a picture of He Lanxiu and laughed: "Little girl, what do you know, how is your cousin like Miss Yan?"

To be nice, one is to eat by face, the other is to eat by talent.

It's awkward. She sells hue. People rely on ability.

In short, the latter is all respectable, and she is despised.

The faces of Yue Tingfeng and Mrs. Yue were not good at the moment. Yan Qingsi smiled. This Mrs. He Lan smiled so gently and kindly. I didn't expect that her mouth was so bad. She probably had such a knife in her smile. Can you look noble by stepping on one's foot?

Mrs. He Lan only seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, and quickly explained: "Sorry, look at my mouth, I don't mean that, I mean, they are not in the same field ..."

Yan Qingsi was trying to speak, but did not expect Mrs. Yue to smile and said: "Who said no? So many beauty contests in various countries around the world show that this face is really important, as long as it is not a fool, it can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, but this face ... … It ’s not that anyone can give birth so well. Sorry, I ’m not saying that your nephew is not good-looking. I just said that our young woman is so beautiful. ”