930 Empathetic
"I don't believe that either, but what about the other two?"
"Are you saying that Sister Fan Xin got pregnant before marriage and gave birth to a child out of wedlock?" Xiaomei felt even more ridiculous, "Have you seen the appearance of our president favoring Sister Fan Xin, if Sister Fan Xin is really like this, as the president, how can she still look at Sister Fan Xin again?" ”
"Yes."
"However, there is a chance in everything, didn't our president have a scandal before that the president was engaged, the engagement object is the daughter of the Lou family, although the Lou family's family background is not as good as the president's family background, but he is also a rich man, and there is no ground, what if it is true?"
"Whew! Shut your crow's mouth! If this matter is true, then Sister Fan Xin didn't rob the marriage of the eldest lady of the Lou family, isn't she the junior? I'm telling you, I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it. ”
"Alas, what are you anxious about, haven't you found out what the customer's surname is this time?"
Lou Chuyue...... The surname is Lou.
Xiaomei was reminded that she finally found something wrong with it, and she had some difficulty accepting this reality.
Liang Fanxin knew what kind of impact her words would have on Xiaomei, and she continued: "But now I have registered my marriage with the child's father, and this person, you also know. ”
"Is it the president?" Someone came out and asked weakly.
"Yes." Liang Fanxin generously admitted.
This is a fact, she is not embarrassed to admit it, it was only because Lu Yifan was unwilling to disclose their relationship before, but now this problem does not exist, because the man himself broke this agreement first.
Hearing the news, Xiaomei seemed to be beaten in an instant, and her fixed hand became flexible again.
"Oh my god, really?"
"Sister Fan Xin, have you really gotten married to our president?"
"It's so handsome, I envy it."
"Sister Fan Xin, how old are your children, are they really five years old as they say on the Internet?"
Xiaomei sent out a large number of words in a row, and the speed was so fast that she didn't give anyone else a chance to intervene at all.
"Dragon and phoenix fetus, four and a half years old is a little more, almost five years old." Liang Fanxin answered Xiaomei's question seriously, to thank Xiaomei for her unprincipled trust in her just now.
"Oh my God, it's a dragon and phoenix fetus!"
"I got lemons, I want them too!"
Xiaomei wailed in the group, and in the group where she sang her own one-man show just now, because of Liang Fanxin's words, it gradually became lively.
"You have to find a boyfriend first." Someone joked about Xiaomei.
"Oh, old lady, I am inseminated." Xiaomei doesn't accept jokes.
"Boss, how did you meet the president?" Someone euphemistically asked Liang Fanxin to confirm whether she was a junior.
Liang Fanxin saw it and was not angry.
"This matter involves privacy issues, and it is inconvenient for me to tell you, but I can tell you one thing, I have never been a junior, and your president has never been with Lou Chuyang."
Xiaomei immediately made an expression: grabbed the upstairs upstairs and beat it violently.
"I just said that Sister Fan Xin is definitely not a junior, you don't believe it!"
"I was wrong, I should have hit." The person who asked the euphemistic question just now happily admitted his mistake, and then made another expression: Please let the queen take a little life.
"Oh, cheap life, I don't spare it, drag it out and cut it." Others chimed in and quipped.
Some heavy topics just now were brought over in an instant.
Liang Fanxin told his employees about what he could say, and the facts told them that there was almost no need for her to comfort and boost their morale, and a group of young people who were in their prime had already adjusted themselves and were lively in the group.
Liang Fanxin withdrew from the group, logged in to the scarf that she hadn't used for a long time, and roughly flipped through the messages she had sent before, except for forwarding the works of the designer predecessors she admired, the other information was to show the clothes she designed, and there was no other information, because she didn't dare to disclose her private information before, really for fear of being discovered by the Lou family about her and her son.
was going to post a clarifying message on it, but looking at the few poor fans above her, she dispelled this idea.
Don't say if anyone has seen the clarification message she sent, even if someone sees it, they probably won't believe what she said, after all, people always like preconceived ideas.
Liang Fanxin turned off his mobile phone, turned on the computer, found his favorite light music and listened to it for a while, and began to work seriously.
The two children came back from making up the class, Liang Fanxin helped them wash up, and Zhang's mother brought a large pot of specially brewed herbal tea to clear the lungs and moisten the throat.
Liang Fanxin watched the two little ones drink a small cup each, and after drinking a small cup himself, he played a game with the two little ones for half an hour, and then sent them back to their rooms to sleep.
The summer days are long, the time is still early, everything is busy, it is only past nine o'clock, Liang Fanxin sat in front of the computer again to sort out the work at hand.
The two recent orders have been half completed, and only the other half of one of the orders has reached the finishing touch, so the two orders have been contacted by the manufacturer, and a one-third deposit has been paid, so that the manufacturer can seize the time to mass produce half of the finished product.
could have worked step by step, because Lou Chuyue did something this time, Liang Fanxin always felt that something was going to happen, so there was always a voice in her head urging her to finish it quickly, finish it early, and hand it over to the customer as soon as possible.
Urged by her, like her, who were staying up late, there were other employees who were dressed up.
In the group, they can all be said to be workaholics, especially Xiaomei, because she spends a lot of time on the Internet during the day, and she herself knows that her work progress has fallen a lot, so she is ready to stay up all night.
Liang Fanxin rubbed his eyes, got up from his seat and stretched.
It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and she couldn't support it anymore, so she planned to wash up and go to bed briefly.
She grabbed a nightgown from the closet and threw it on the bed, then went straight to the bathroom.
Pushing open the bathroom door, she paused as she walked forward, blinking, blinking, looking inside the bathroom in disbelief.
The man standing under the shower, the steaming water hitting the man's honey-colored skin, the body that could not find a thread, looming in the mist under the warm yellow light, everything was like a dream.
Liang Fanxin took two steps forward, paused, stretched out his wrist and stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it hard.
Hurt.
She instantly pulled out her wrist and glared at the man who was not far from her, Lu Yifan also noticed her coming, he turned off the shower, and took a clean towel next to him to wipe the water droplets on his body.
"When did you come here?" Liang Fanxin questioned him in surprise and slightly angrily.
Lu Yifan raised his head, his ink-colored eyes looked at her calmly, and the movements in his hands did not stop.
Liang Fanxin couldn't help but follow his downward movements and looked down, and suddenly saw a place that shouldn't be seen, his face instantly seemed to be on fire, he was stunned, turned around and ran outside.
Lu Yifan threw away the towel in his hand with some regret, pulled a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist casually, and followed behind.