Hanging up Zheng Wuming's phone, Su Qingwu was a little hesitant, feeling that she shouldn't have agreed so happily.

Grabbed his mobile phone, and was thinking about whether to discuss it with Yan Murong when he dispelled this idea. He picked up his handbag, gave the secretary a command, and walked towards the elevator.

In the empty special elevator, Su Qingwu looked up at the ceiling of the elevator, feeling a little irritable.

Obviously, this is something that Zheng Wuming made up.

The last time the cooperation didn't work out, and his idiot husband pointed his nose and scolded, according to his character, he would never give up - otherwise he wouldn't have called immediately when he first found out about it.

It's just that Su Qingwu didn't know that Yan Murong and Yan Minghua had been plotted once before, but they didn't succeed.

This time, Zheng Wuming couldn't play yin behind his back, so he simply sniped in business.

Su Qingwu also thought about not meeting Zheng Wuming and then changing to other medicinal material suppliers, but in the end she rejected this idea - it was easy to find a medicinal material supplier, but the problem was that even if he found other medicinal material suppliers, Zheng Wuming could still get in the way. In this way, the situation is not good for your side. Therefore, in the end, she could only choose to see Zheng Wuming, so as to see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and see what conditions he could say-

"Not going home?" Yan Murong looked at Teng Xiangling, who was sitting by the window, and asked in a low voice.

This woman didn't know which one she was crazy again, and she even remembered to take the bus - even if she took the bus, why did she sit from ** to the end, and then from the end to ** without killing the car?

This is the third time, and Yan Murong has used up six of the ten steel hammers that Yan Murong went to the commissary to change.

It's not that Yan Murong doesn't want to take the bus, it's just that he can't stand the look of the men on the bus looking at him - it makes him feel like a bear in a zoo, and this bear is still selling cuteness for attention.

In fact, Yan Murong was self-inflicted, and he also knew that these men were not looking at him but Teng Xiangling beside him - it is estimated that if Teng Xiangling was not sitting inside, I am afraid that there would already be many men with excessive male hormone secretion coming up to talk to him or find ways to take advantage.

Bus perverts aren't just in that overkill of producing romantic action films.

In China, a country where 30 million male compatriots can't marry a daughter-in-law every day, some men with excessive hormone secretion will always do something stupid.

The problem is that Yan Murong is sitting outside, wanting to see Teng Xiangling, and his eyes have to pass by him.

"No return." Teng Xiangling looked out the window without looking at Yan Murong and said.

"I'm hungry." Yan Murong smiled bitterly.

"I'm not hungry."

"Where are you going that night?"

"Go to the hotel."

"Still going to the hotel?" Yan Murong said depressedly. "This is your family's territory, what do you always do in the hotel if you don't go home?"

"Sleep." Teng Xiangling replied lightly.

The two of them didn't talk loudly, but they made the people next to them hear clearly. Some men who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour secretly curse this pair of dog men and women in their hearts, and some scream in their hearts that they are unfair.

You see, you see, that man is wearing a sportswear, and there is a lot of soil, at a glance, you know that it is a **~ silk, why, why is such a beautiful beauty have to be inserted in his lump of cow dung? Isn't this lump of cow dung fresh and hot?

Yan Murong was about to say something more when his mobile phone rang.

"Sister-in-law, why did you remember to call me? I haven't seen you for a day, and you're missing me? Yan Murong picked up the phone and said jokingly. Anyway, now that she is in Suzhou and Hangzhou, the female devil can't find herself.

"Call my sister." Yan Minghua said angrily. "How many times have I told you, I'm not that old, dare to call me sister-in-law again, believe it or not, I picked your skin - hmph, don't think I'm joking with you, dare to call me sister-in-law again, be careful aunt and grandma, I'm really welcome."

"Hehe, eldest sister, can't I call you eldest sister?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "Since you said you're still young, then don't always call yourself aunt and grandmother - if you want to be an aunt and grandmother, wait for me to give birth to a baby in the future, and let the doll call you aunt and grandma."

"Little bastard, shut up for me." Yan Minghua shouted. "I wanted to tell you about your beautiful wife, but now I'm angry, what do you say?"

"Su Qingwu?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously. "What's wrong with her?"

"You want to know?"

"I don't want to know." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Isn't this what you called, so I'll ask, otherwise you will have a lot of phone bills if you make a long-distance call."

"Don't mess with me, I'll clean you up when you come back." Yan Murong said. "Since you don't want to know now, then I'll hang up."

"Hey, wait." Yan Murong hurriedly shouted.

He knew his sister-in-law's temper, if she really hung up the phone and called again, she would definitely not answer.

"What? Don't you want to know? ”

"I want to know, you say."

"Giggles, that's good. You beg me, beg me, beg me, and I will tell you. Yan Minghua said with a giggle.

"Please, tell me." Yan Murong looked around, covered the microphone and whispered.

"Nope." Yan Minghua said angrily. "I'm still angry."

"Then how do you get rid of your anger?" Yan Murong asked depressedly.

"That's up to you, see what you can do to make me angry, as long as I get angry, I'll tell you."

"Big sister, don't make trouble." Yan Murong looked around and said. "I'm on the bus now, don't embarrass me, you say - if you say it, I'll do it"

"I don't care where you are." Yan Minghua said. "Since you asked me to say it, then I'll say it?"

"Say it."

"Why don't you kiss me?" Yan Minghua seemed to be thinking about what Yan Murong could do to make her angry, and he was silent for a long time before he spoke. "By the way, just kiss me, kiss me and I'll forgive you."

"What?" Yan Murong suddenly shouted, and when he saw that many people's eyes were looking at him, he lowered his head, covered the microphone and whispered. "Let's stop making trouble, I beg you, you can do whatever you want when you go back."

Yan Murong had a wry smile on her face - she knew that her sister-in-law would definitely say something shocking, but she didn't expect that she would let herself kiss her over the phone.

"Can I go back and kiss again?"

"Nope."

Yan Murong wanted to cry depressedly. Let him face so many people on the phone stupidly kissed, he really can't speak.

Besides, Teng Xiangling is still beside her, if she really kisses, won't she be sarcastic about herself?