Evening. Office of the Curator Specialist.

An Lan leaned lightly on the soft chair in a regular manner.

It's just that before she came, she received the first business card from Mu Chan and opened her mouth in surprise.

Unlike Mu Chan, under the series of battles here, she did not look around, nor did she interrogate like a cannonball, but just politely and indifferently waited for everyone to speak.

However, when she saw Li Xin take the form in Xiaoxue's hand, she still said curiously: "You guys...... Also a lawyer?" But she saw a star or two faces, and knew she was wrong.

Lu Tianheng, who had just been discharged from the hospital, shared the center of his legs with the wall, made a "heart-to-heart" movement with both hands, blinked and smiled: "No, we are angels!

"You!Shut up," Mu Chan stared at him and pointed to the empty seat in the corner, "Recite the lines!"

Lu Tianheng let out an aggrieved "oh", and complained softly: "Hmph...... Stepmom Pink ......"

You Jindong stared at An Lan for a long time, unconcealing his praise and confusion: "Mu Chan, your senior sister is ...... is such a goddess, can my husband still cheat? Oh no, mental cheating...... It's weird, too. ”

Mu Chan scoffed: "Because there are always some men, even if they marry fairies, they will miss other sows, because they haven't tried." ”

"Please be civilized," Li Xin coughed, his afterglow touched An Lan's embarrassment, and stopped, "Also, Mu Chan, don't substitute personal subjective emotions, otherwise this case can't be given to you." ”

"Okay!" Mu Chan glanced at him, pointed to the document in his hand and said, "I probably understand, right? That's the way it is, this Lin Qinhong himself is a small clerk in Wang Lun's company, and he has become a personal assistant or a graphic model with a little means, and then Wang Lun is not a thing, and he deceived my senior sister ......"

Qiao Tian was also so angry with her that she laughed, and interrupted Li Xin first: "Mu Chan—"

Mu Chan stomped her feet: "How do you let me calm down!!"

Unexpectedly, An Lan, who was quiet and silent, suddenly took the initiative to speak: "Still, I'll say it myself." ”

Li Xin raised his head and said with a smile of relief: "Thank you for your trust." ”

Three months ago.

Flower Season Clothing Company. Corridor.

An Lan picked up a page of documents for the female profession who walked faster than herself: "Miss!

Lin Qinhong turned around, patted his head and took it: "Oh, I'm so careless, it's good that the boss didn't see it! Thank you, you are?"

"It's okay, you're all busy. An Lan smiled, "I'm just a family member, don't care about me." ”

General Manager's Office.

A rich and mellow aroma penetrates the mouth and nose.

Lin Qinhong pushed the door in with the drawings and reports.

Wang Lun looked at An Lan, put down the bowl, patted the table in front of him and raised his eyes, and said, "Xiaolin, just leave it here, you can get off work by yourself." ”

"Oh. Lin Qinhong removed the other documents on the table and fiddled with them, but her eyes couldn't take off the fragrant cordyceps ginseng chicken soup floating in the thermos pot on the table, and she retreated aggrievedly.

An Lan couldn't help but laugh, and took out a spare empty bowl from her bag: "Xiaolin, you can also drink a bowl, it's usually hard." ”

Lin Qinhong walked back with "wrong feet", and said happily: "Is it really possible!" Don't forget to glance at Wang Lun.

Wang Lun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Alas, your sister-in-law has spoken, you can drink it!"

Lin Qinhong took the bowl and concentrated on drinking the soup and smacking: "It's delicious, it's delicious! I haven't eaten such fragrant chicken for a long time!"

Wang Lun let out a "poof" and teased: "Xiaolin, are you implying that I will give you less salary?"

Lin Qinhong drank the remaining soup: "It's just that there is no money!

An Lan was slightly puzzled: "It's only the middle of the month......

Lin Qinhong smiled at her: "Well, it's all donated! It's okay! I'm leaving!"

Wang Lun shook his head and said, "What are you doing every day, rushing to the scene!"

Lin Qinhong said: "The stray cat and dog rescue agency is very busy. Don't say it, Mr. Wang, goodbye, sister-in-law, goodbye. ”

An Lanwan smiled: "It's so good, it's rare." ”

A few weeks later. Flower Season Clothing Company. Late at night.

"Xiaolin! Xiaolin, wake up!" Wang Lun woke up Lin Qinhong, who was lying asleep in the pantry, "What time is it and you don't go home, what are you sleeping here!"

Lin Qinhong's sleepy eyes were misty: "Hmm...... My brother-in-law hasn't left yet......"

Wang Lun was stunned and said: "Hey Xiaolin, I've only been calling my brother for a few days, why did you become a brother-in-law again?"

Lin Qinhong smiled cutely: "Because Sister Anlan is better to me, I don't want you anymore! From now on, she is my sister and you are my brother-in-law! ”

Wang Lun couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, good, tell me first, why don't you go back so late." ”

Lin Qinhong's eyes suddenly turned red and said, "I'...... I had no money to pay the rent and was kicked out......"

Wang Lun sighed: "Donate again?"

Lin Qinhong nodded seriously: "Brother-in-law, you don't know, these little animals are so pitiful, those kittens the day before yesterday got ......"

Wang Lun shook his head vigorously and interrupted: "Okay, don't say it! It's not a way for you to sleep here every day, I'll discuss it with An Lan tomorrow!"

A few days later, Lin Qinhong moved to another hardcover small property near Wang Lun's company.

Time seems to pass by day by day. An Lan's mobile phone kept receiving messages from Lin Qinhong:

"Sister Anlan, thank you, oh you're so nice!" "Sister Anlan, those people next door, I'm afraid to ......" "Sister Anlan, I'm sick, I'm embarrassed to tell my brother-in-law, can you help me talk at home......" "Sister Anlan, are you at home, I want to go over and play ......"

At first, Anlan didn't care about these disturbances from others. With a good family background, she is gentle, and she seems to have returned to the fun of taking care of the students during the graduate school entrance examination.

Until the sensitivity of the woman, it is like the gossip of Wang Lun's company one after another.

I don't know when Wang Lun has less and less time with himself, I don't know when, Wang Lun changed "Xiaolin" to "Honghong", and the highly educated and good-looking female assistants in the company were dismissed by Wang Lun one after another, and I don't know why, Lin Qinhong's life problems often become the reason for Wang Lun to blame himself.

Three days ago. East Coast Villas.

Wang Lun walked into the living room tiredly and said to An Lan: "You haven't slept yet, where is Aunt Yun?"

"I told her to go home for two days. An Lan stabilized her mind and said, "Husband, shall we talk?"

Wang Lun said impatiently: "What to talk about, I'm tired, get up early tomorrow." ”

An Lan also didn't believe that one day she would let out this sneer and question like an ignorant housewife: "What are you busy with? busy firing people, busy arriving late and leaving early, or busy taking care of Xiaolin?"

Wang Lun stood up excitedly: "What are you talking nonsense, how can you be the same as those people in the company? Why do I fire them, don't they have any points in their hearts? They can eat enough to support and slander me, slander Honghong, you can't." What does Honghong do with you, and how much she respects you, you don't know. If you don't trust us, you can check the post every day like the boss lady, what did you do earlier, and now you are unreasonable. ”

"I'm fine, I won't disturb your work. Okay, don't mention her. An Lan didn't want to cause a war, "Today, your boss, Mr. Ou, called me. ”

Wang Lun was a little surprised: "What did you say?"

An Lan said: "Ask why you don't answer the phone recently, and let me inform you that your design draft has been returned, and you don't have to go to the Paris fashion show next week." ”

Wang Lun: "Got it, I'll ask him tomorrow." Are you okay?"

An Lan suppressed her temper and persuaded in as peaceful a tone as possible: "Mr. Ou is my teacher's younger brother, he reuses you, it is a trust, if you can, husband, I hope you ......"

"What the hell do you want to say!" Wang Lun instantly blushed and raised his neck and said angrily, "I know, there are people above you, right, you have a hard relationship, I wouldn't be where I am today without you, right, they all said this because you yourself did it from the beginning." You don't ask about everything because someone is idle to give you a small report every day, right, Anlan, Anlan, you finally showed your true colors, what kind of virtuous and quiet pretending to be!"

An Lan was so angry that she was speechless, and sat on the sofa in a daze, watching Wang Lun's mobile phone screen light up again and again. Without looking closely, she knows who it is......

Late at night. Office of the Curator Specialist.

An Lan withdrew from her memories and changed her sitting posture to hide her emotions of not showing people easily.

Li Xin nodded in a deep voice, thought for a while, and quickly beckoned to both sides: "This matter, you need Mu Chan and Tianheng." ”

"Huh?" "Huh?" "Huh?"

Mu Chan, Qiao Tian and You Jindong, who had already clenched their fists, spoke in unison.

Mu Chan said, "Lu Tianheng, why?"

Li Xin smiled incomprehensibly.