With a touch of grievance in her eyes, Qiao Wangyue looked at Lu Yunshen pitifully, and the two little hands that were struggling were directly pressed under Lu Yunshen, which was very rude.

"Woman, as long as you are obedient, I will let go." There was a pause, "Otherwise." The corners of the man's mouth went up, revealing a hint of playfulness.

After speaking, Lu Yunshen paused for a few seconds, saw that Qiao Wangyue did not struggle, and then let go of his big hand.

Coughing a few times, Qiao Wangyue gasped, leaned close to her back, and distanced herself from Lu Yunshen, "How did you get in?" ”

The smile on Lu Yunshen's face deepened, and he shrugged his shoulders, "Naturally, I walked in." Raising his eyebrows, "Your mother, who wishes you would marry a gold lord, welcomes my arrival." ”

A cold color flashed at the bottom of her eyes, Qiao Wangyue sighed in her heart, and subconsciously staggered back a few steps, leaning herself against the small corner next to the window.

"Woman, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore." Lu Yunshen shrugged his shoulders and sat on the side, not approaching Qiao Wangyue.

After a pause, he raised his eyes, "Remember what I said?" What would you do if you put things out there? ”

Qiao Wangyue sighed in her heart, and the ruthlessness in Lu Yunshen's eyes at the banquet came to mind.

Suddenly, there was a sound, Lu Yun stood up violently, and the whole person pounced directly on Qiao Wangyue, clasped the woman's neck with his big hand, and said with great force, "Woman, I have given you opportunities again and again, but you have disappointed me too much." ”

Qiao Wangyue's two little hands struggled in mid-air, only to feel that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the whites of her eyes unconsciously appeared.

"Month-month, month-month." Mu Fanshuang knocked on the door, breaking the conversation between the two.

Frowning, Lu Yun pursed his lips deeply, let go of his hand, Qiao Wangyue broke free, coughed a few times vigorously, and gasped.

"Go over and open the door." A hint of complexity flashed in Lu Yun's deep eyes, and he looked at Qiao Wangyue.

Qiao Wangyue swallowed her saliva and walked quickly to the door.

Opening the door, Mu Fanshuang dragged the woman out, "Yueyue, you are going to have a studio." ”

Qiao Wangyue was stunned, and felt the joy in Shangmu Fanshuang's eyes, but he only felt that there was no head or tail, and he was very confused.

Mu Fanshuang hurriedly explained, "A studio called just now, and their boss appreciates your talent and wants to ask you to be their leader. After a pause, "I've agreed to it for you." ”

Qiao Wangyue's eyebrows were twisted, and she opened her mouth to reproach, "Mom, why did you help me make decisions without my consent?" ”

Before Mu Fanshuang could open his mouth to defend himself, Lu Yunshen put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the back room, "Mochizuki, the person in charge of this studio is a good job, I think you should accept it." ”

"That's it, look at what Young Master Lu said, it's reasonable." The corners of Mu Fanshuang's mouth hooked up a smile and looked at Lu Yunshen.

Lowering his eyes, Lu Yunshen glanced at his watch, "Auntie, Mochizuki, I'm sorry, my company still has something to do, so I'll get here here today." ”

A touch of regret flashed in his eyes, and Mu Fanshuang's tone was lost, "I originally wanted to leave you at home to eat together." He sighed, "Then since Young Master Lu is busy with official business, I won't stay longer." ”

Lu Yunshen nodded, glanced at Qiao Wangyue meaningfully, and then turned to leave.

As soon as he stepped out of Qiao's villa with his right foot, Lu Yunshen picked up his mobile phone and dialed the secretary's number.

"Help me find out who is the boss behind Qiao Mochizuki's studio." Lu Yunshen's expression was serious, and his body was full of murderous aura, "Give me the answer in five minutes." ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Yunshen hung up the phone and walked straight into the car.

About five minutes later, when the car was halfway up the mountain, Lu Yunshen lowered his head, glanced at his mobile phone, and the phone rang.

Picking up the phone, the secretary's voice came from the other end, "Mr. Lu, Qiao Wangyue's studio was still an unknown small boss before, and just a few days ago, it was suddenly acquired by a large group. ”

"Which group?" A hint of complexity flashed in Lu Yun's deep eyes.

The secretary then said the boss behind the scenes, "Shi's Group." ”

After ending the conversation, Lu Yunshen hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of playfulness, and started the car again.

I didn't expect Shi Zongyue to be so weird, I thought that he was treating Ye Qingzhou wholeheartedly, but he didn't want to, so he suddenly made this move.

I'm afraid that it was to thank Qiao Wangyue for his black hand on him, so that he got the project; Or, it is for the sake of the golden house to hide Jiaojiao and give the junior a living space, but it is too risky.

"I'm back." Shi Zongyue pulled his tie casually, threw the briefcase aside, poked his head out, and looked around the room.

Immediately, Ye Qingzhou hung an apron in front of him, holding a shovel in his hand, and the dust on his cheeks shook with his smile, "Zong Yue, come here, I have something good to show you." ”

Facing the excited look on the woman's face, Shi Zongyue frowned slightly, and walked over with a smile.

In the kitchen, a few plates of black Bulongdong things were placed in front of him, and a scorched smell wafted everywhere, Shi Zongyue was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled bitterly, "Baby, what are these?" ”

Ye Qingzhou pursed his small mouth, his proud little eyes revealed, from left to right, "This is braised pork, sweet and sour fish, fried vegetables." After a pause, Ye Qingzhou pointed to the side excitedly, "By the way, there is also red mushroom pork rib soup in the pot." ”

Shi Zongyue leaned forward and glanced at the pot, the hazy mist restricted his vision, and he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Perhaps, this so-called red mushroom pork rib soup can still leave a glimmer of life for itself.

"What do you think, how did I do?" The corners of Ye Qingzhou's mouth rose, and a smile hung on him, "Do you feel the fragrance coming to your face?" ”

Shi Zongyue turned his head, hurriedly avoided Ye Qingzhou's sight, and searched everywhere for Sister Liu's trace, "Sister Liu, where is Sister Liu?" ”

After a few affectionate calls, Sister Liu hurriedly walked out of the room next to the corridor, and looked embarrassed at Ye Qingzhou, and suddenly became anxious, "Qingzhou, what's wrong with you?" You okay? ”

As he spoke, he turned his head sideways to look at the kitchen, his lips trembled a few times, and he froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.

Ye Qingzhou didn't notice the difference in Sister Liu's eyes, picked up a plate of black unknown objects, and leaned over to Sister Liu, "Sister Liu, can you taste whether my sweet and sour fish is authentic?" ”

Instinctively took a few steps back, Sister Liu's eyebrows twisted together, and she avoided it with disgust on her face, and looked at it fixedly, "Qingzhou, is your sweet and sour fish burnt?" ”

In response to Sister Liu's rhetorical question, Ye Qingzhou smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, "The first time I did it, I didn't master the heat, it was a little scorched." ”

Shi Zongyue laughed evilly, and then put down the sweet and sour fish in Ye Qingzhou's hand and pulled it aside, "Baby, you are not suitable for cooking, let Sister Liu come to these things." ”

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingzhou couldn't react, and Shi Zongyue hurriedly handed Sister Liu a look.