"Don't be ashamed here. ”

"I'm ashamed.... Heh, are you still talking about human words?" The tears in Mo Ziyan's eyes became more and more violent, "Feng Yihan, you bastard." ”

Feng Yihan looked up at the time, the time had passed half past nine, the meeting had been delayed, his irritable eyebrows, looking at Mo Ziyan's crying makeup, his heart became more and more bored, his face was pale, and his narrow eyes sent out a dangerous signal.

Mo Ziyan is unrelenting, and after repeated emotional frustrations, she can't tolerate the slightest emotional infidelity.

"What did you promise me before, loyalty, but your loyalty, was eaten by dogs. Mo Ziyan had nowhere to vent the resentment in her heart, her chest seemed to explode, her thin shoulders trembled terribly, and her face became more and more pale, white and terrifying.

What a famous lady's demeanor and literacy were all left behind by her.

Her voice did not converge at all, and through the glass door, the people outside could vaguely hear the quarrel inside, looking at the entangled two figures.

The assistant, who was originally urging Feng Yihan, stood outside the door with a panicked face, and did not dare to push the door in.

Feng Yihan felt that his head was about to explode, his eyes were mixed with ice slag, and he stared straight at Mo Ziyan, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the circulating air seemed to be frozen.

"Mo Ziyan, I warn you not to do anything here, and to pick a good place for fooling around. ”

Mo Ziyan was pulling him and pulling him, but he pushed him away.

The sound of the office door closing shook the entire floor.

Seeing Feng Yihan coming out of the office, everyone didn't dare to take a breath and buried their heads in work, for fear that Feng Yihan would send the nameless fire to their heads.

As soon as An Yiqian came to report, she saw the scene of Feng Yihan slamming the door.

In her heart, Feng Yihan is always restrained in his work and temper, although he is sometimes cold and embarrassing, but his clear face always reveals half a point of elegance.

But this time, she couldn't read anything but the resentment rolling between her brows.

Assistant Chang Yang saw An Yiqian, who was standing on the side, and walked up, "You are Miss An?"

Chang Yang was respectful to An Yiqian, also because of the cold phone call in the morning.

Since Feng Yihan took office, he has not specially recruited any newcomers.

But An Yiqian, who has no education and no experience, has become an exception, and after hearing Mo Ziyan accusing Feng Yihan of raising women outside.

He must not have more eyes.

Standing in front of her, it is estimated that she is the woman who made the newly married president's wife in the house look disgraced.

An Yiqian nodded and asked, "Yi... What's wrong with Mr. Wind?"

Chang Yang didn't dare to hide it, but he also said very vaguely, "Mrs. took the president and had a discord, I have no way of knowing what it is, Miss An, your work president has already explained, please go here, I'll take you to the office first." ”

An Yiqian responded with a faint smile, and when she passed in front of Feng Yihan's office, she could still hear Mo Ziyan's urging cry.

She sneered, and her right hand, which was holding the phone, couldn't help but retract it.

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Before the meeting ended, someone saw Mo Ziyan wiping people, and walked towards the elevator with a phone call, listening to the tone, the phone call should have been back to her mother's house.

As soon as the meeting ended, Chang Yang reported to Feng Yihan.

Feng Yihan pulled his tie irritably, unbuttoned the cufflinks, looked at the neat documents on the table, and looked around.

Chang Yang saw it clearly and said, "This is what Miss An cleaned up." ”

As soon as the voice fell, I saw An Yiqian walking out of the lounge, still holding the garbage in her hand.

Fine sweat cloth in front of the forehead, air bangs are playful and cute, cheeks puff puff, little girl's dress, white shirt, leather pink hip skirt, seeing Feng Yihan's eyes bent, the corners of his eyebrows are upturned, and he said lightly: "After the meeting, the warm water is on the table, you can rest first." ”

Her words were calm, like those of a long-married wife to her husband.

After work, are you tired, you will rest, and the meal will be ready immediately.

Chang Yang watched Feng Yihan pick up the water glass, half-squinted his eyes, his lips softened and relaxed, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, the judgment just now was correct.

However, the president is too energetic and raises the mistress under his nose.

If Mo Ziyan catches it, the company will blow it up.

Chang Yang saw that his eyesight was enough, and he retreated after speaking.

Feng Yihan didn't say much, looking at An Yiqian, who was busy, leaning on the table, smiling, her eyes were so deep, with complex emotions.

Drink a few sips of water.

Pulled a wet towel, walked to An Yiqian's side, took the garbage in her hand, put it aside, and wiped her little white hand.

There was pain and a little blame in his eyes.

"Just leave these things to someone else to do, and you can't stop for a moment. ”

An Yiqian smiled, "Don't worry, after so many things, I am no longer the pampered and obedient Miss An family before, if I learn more to be nimble, how to do things under you." ”

Feng Yihan saw that she didn't say a word about Mo Ziyan calling to scold her, and his heart suddenly changed.

He chuckled lightly and shook her hand.

But before the warmth could be opened, the phone rang.

The shrill ringing of the bell broke the silence, and the wind frowned.

After a little hesitation, he still picked up the phone with a frown.

It was Song Hui, who said that Mo Ziyan went back to her parents' house crying, took Yang Huiru to theorize, and also alarmed the old man and asked him to go back quickly.

Back at home, in the face of accusations, Feng Yihan suppressed his temper and explained that Mo Ziyan recognized that he had a ghost.

After a few words, they quarreled again.

In the end, there was no way, Mo Zhentian came and took Mo Ziyan home.

said that the young couple should calm down for two days.

The tone was also displeased, and he didn't give a good face when he left.

The old man's blood pressure increased a lot because of this, and he almost went to the hospital.

But there was no evidence, and there was no way to say that he was dead, so the old man got angry and simply left them alone.

With a wave of his hand, he let Kazaka take it home and teach him a lesson.

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The New Year ushered in, but the Feng family was in chaos, and Mo Ziyan was angry for a while, but she actually made trouble in front of the old man.

Not long after the newlywed, there was a cheating scene, and the old man scolded Feng Yihan a lot under his anger.

In this way, Song Hui's prejudice against Mo Ziyan has expanded even more.

Usually the New Year will gather in the compound of the capital, but this year, in time for the newlywed, the old man rushed from the capital.

In order to keep the old man from running, Feng Zhongzheng's family gathered in the wind house.

Liu Wuyan didn't feel troublesome, and beckoned Aunt Zhang to clean up the empty guest room, and added a lot of things up and down before Song Hui and them moved in.

Usually embarrassment is indispensable, but with the suppression of the old man, the little gods and ghosts, the little noise, and everything that can be endured is pressed in the stomach.

At the dinner table, the old man mentioned that Feng Yihan would take Mo Ziyan back, no matter how Mo Ziyan was also the daughter-in-law of their Feng family, she always stayed in her mother's house and was not blamed by people behind her back.

Feng Yihan didn't object, and responded.

It was already noon the next day when Mo Ziyan was picked up.

As soon as Feng Yihan took Mo Ziyan back to the Feng Mansion, he received a call from An Yiqian and went back to the company to deal with business.

Mo Ziyan sulked, but remembered what Mo Zhentian said to her before she came back.

Now although the Feng family can only proceed in an orderly manner by relying on the case of the Mo family's nullah, the Mo family does not rely on the Feng family, with a large amount of capital investment, and the Mo family's case in the nullah is almost a lonely bet, the relationship is deadlocked, and both parties lose.

Since you can't get a divorce, you still have to endure it, and if there is no evidence, maybe it's just a misunderstanding.

How can I say that women are indispensable in socializing......

Mo Ziyan came back this time and was directly taken into the Feng Mansion, and An Yuxi, Feng Xuanyu even lowered his head and didn't look up.

It's been more than a month, and An Yuxi's belly is getting bigger and bigger like a blowing ball.

Ye's official Feng Xuanyu almost took it over, allowing her to recuperate at home with peace of mind.

When Mo Ziyan entered the door, An Yuxi was sitting on the sofa, chatting with Liu Wuyan about the design drawings.

She couldn't stay idle, and after staying at home for a long time, she would take out her drawing book and draw casually, as she did in college, designing the clothes of the designer.

This time she designed a wedding dress.....

Liu Yuyan was overjoyed when she looked at it, and she looked forward to An Yuxi giving birth to the child as soon as possible, and then the two of them would do good things as soon as possible.

Song Hui felt that she was bored and moldy in the Feng Mansion, so she had already gone out to make tea with her card friends to do her nails.

No one spoke to Mo Ziyan, and she felt awkward and uncomfortable, feeling that the family didn't want to see her.

After a while, he walked up with tea, sat on the sofa, and couldn't help but smash a few words when he caught a glimpse of the wedding dress designed by An Yuxi.

"Sister-in-law has a good temperament, and she is still worried about so much when she is pregnant with a child, it is good for people to go out and order wedding dresses, I know a few Milanese designers, and if you need it, I can help you contact you. ”

Mo Ziyan grinded her nails.

An Yuxi chuckled, the light blue sweater lined her fair skin, and her black and white eyes flowed, "My brother and sister can ask the Milan designer to design a few sets of dresses for you, and I don't need to wear them at the wedding." ”

"Xi'er has her own ability, and it makes sense to design her own wedding dress, and it will be beautiful to read in the future. Liu Wuyan spoke for An Yuxi, and she couldn't get used to Mo Ziyan's tilted head and tricky appearance.

"Zi Yan, I see that you have been at your mother's house for too long, and you are so enthusiastic when you come back this time, and you are busy meddling in the wedding of your eldest brother and sister-in-law. ”

Mo Ziyan's face sank, looking at the tightness of the willow catkins, and when she thought of Song Hui's usual embarrassment of her, she was jealous in her heart.

"I'm also kind, my sister-in-law hasn't worked on wedding dress design for so many years, in case of opening a thread and revealing a hole, won't it be our Feng family who will lose face at that time? ”

An Yuxi didn't dodge, and spoke tactfully because she felt that Mo Ziyan was pitiful enough, but now that she saw her, her compassion was overflowing.

"The second brother has not finished dealing with the jokes, we don't dare to be busy adding chaos, you still add a little more blockage, do you really think that the title of Mr. Feng can't fall off Feng Yihan's head, just your nonsense, I don't think it's far away." ”