"But I want to be by Brother Yejing's side, I want to help Brother Yejing."

Of course, Xiaobaihua is not satisfied with this arrangement, what she wants is to get along with Yejing's brother day and night.

Arrange yourself to work in such a remote department, how can you cultivate a relationship with Brother Yejing.

Aren't you going to be cool?

"Heh, Qian'er, you mean that I am useless, and I need the help of a woman to be able to support this group." Murong Xi was ruthless in raising people.

Also leave a pit for the little white flower.

"No, Brother Yejing, that's not what I meant." Little Baihua was about to cry, but her voice was still delicate.

Listening to it makes people feel goosebumps.

Murong Xi rubbed her arm with her hand, peat, she felt so disgusting.

"Qian'er, it's wrong for you to do this." Mrs. Fu also disagreed with Wen Qian'er's words.

The meaning of this is that the son is an incompetent person, and no mother can bear to be degraded by others to make her son useless.

No matter how much she likes this Wen Qian'er, she can't touch her bottom line.

"Auntie, I'm just...... It's just that "Little White Flower was so anxious that she was about to cry."

It seems that no matter how she explains it, she has always been smart and scheming, and she is actually speechless.

She knew that Brother Yejing was Mrs. Fu's untouchable bottom line, but she didn't know why Brother Yejing wanted to target herself.

"Qian'er, our Foreign Trade Department really needs you, I don't know what you think?" Murong Xi was quietly abusing the little white flower.

I don't know if her husband will feel distressed.

Murong Xi looked at Fu Yejing, his whole person was cold, no different from usual, maybe it was colder today.

Murong Xi touched her chin, it seems that her husband doesn't like this little white flower, her husband has a good eye.

"Qian'er, if you can help him in Yejing's company, it would be great, with you, Auntie will rest assured."

Mrs. Fu was very amiable and took Wen Qian'er's hand, hoping that she could be with her son and help him.

Being able to marry the Wen family can be the icing on the cake for Yejing's career, and she is very optimistic about this family business.

Wen Qian'er was about to vomit blood in her heart, she was a high-achieving student, but she was going to be a small employee in the Ministry of Foreign Trade, and only this Mrs. Fu could speak.

The Wen family is also a wealthy family, although it can't compare to the Fu family, she still has no face.

But she has always played a well-behaved and considerate image, and she can't refuse directly, which is really a difficult topic to choose.

"Brother Yejing, it's my honor to be able to help Brother Yejing, so that I can see Brother Yejing every day."

Wen Qian'er agreed first, maybe this would be a good decision, first gild in the Fu Group, and then slowly look for opportunities later.

The most important thing is to please Mrs. Fu, only in this way can she have the opportunity to marry into the Fu family.

Fu Yejing didn't agree with this decision, he didn't like that there were some people with bad minds in his company.

But Murong Xi put people under his eyes and monitored them personally, he couldn't make any big moves, which was also a good way.

"Thank you, Qian'er." Murong Xi was also polite.

"Being able to help Brother Yejing, Qian'er feels really happy." Wen Qian'er wanted to pull Murong Xi's hand again.

But Murong Xi was quietly pulled back, what are you doing, what are the two girls pulling and pulling?

She's allergic to little white flowers.

Wen Qian'er glanced at "Murong Xi" defiantly, the only one who can do anything for Brother Yejing is herself, and only she is the one who really loves Brother Yejing the most.

This woman was soon abandoned by Yejing's brother.

She is the perfect match for Mrs. Fu.

"Mom, you and Qian'er go to the café for a cup of coffee first, and wait for me to finish the work in hand." Murong Xi wanted to drive people out.

It's so annoying.

The appearance of the little white flower is too contrived.

"Brother Yejing, you are so good!" Wen Qian'er's eyes were as tender as water, and her heart was full of joy.

Brother Yejing is so good to himself, let himself rest first.

"Sister Xi, do you want to go to coffee with us too?" Wen Qian'er's voice was soft, and the expression on her face was sincere, as if she really invited "Murong Xi" to drink coffee together.

"No, I'm in the company." Fu Yejing didn't like women approaching him.

There was a woman sitting in front of him, and it was uncomfortable to think about it.

"Sister Xi, I see that the clothes you are wearing seem to be quite simple, if you go out from here, maybe you say that it is Mrs. Fu, and no one will believe you."

Wen Qian'er looked at Fu Yejing with concern and commented on his clothes.

She meant that she seemed to care about "Murong Xi", but in fact, she was sarcastic that "Murong Xi" could not match the status of the young lady, and he was not worthy of his identity at all.

If you go out, you will lose the face of the Fu family, if you don't know it, you still think that the Fu family has abused him, and you are a person who can't be on the stage.

"How so? My wife personally asked Ave to design it, no, my wife likes to be plain, my mother likes to be dignified and generous, Mom, don't you say? ”

Murong Xi is a very protective person.

If you want to bully her husband, don't even think about it.

"Yes, Ave's design is very high in the world, Yejing, Mom will let him get the clothes for the banquet in the future."

Mrs. Fu enjoys her son's filial piety very much, and her son would only do these things silently before, and he never said it.

"Mom, are you going to fire your designer?" Murong Xi knew that they all had their own designers to design clothes for them.

She doesn't understand the world of the rich.

Although she herself is also very rich, she doesn't have these pomp and circumstance, didn't she see herself working part-time in the past?

I have to go to work-study, think that I should be the most aggrieved boss in history!

"Listen to Yejing." Mrs. Fu said with a smile.

"Sister Xi, Brother Yejing is so good to you, he has already surpassed Auntie."

Xiao Baihua gave "Murong Xi" eye drops again.

"What's this? I'm good to my mother, and of course I'm good to my wife! Otherwise, others still think that I abuse my wife, this is our own family, of course, you can't compare to outsiders. ”

Mrs. Fu's face was a little bad because of Wen Qian'er's words, and after her son said such intimate words, she felt as if it was really the case.

After all, this Murong Xi is her daughter-in-law, if she is not dressed well, others really think that they abuse her.

Or the son is thoughtful.

Murong Xi shouted in his heart, Little Baihua, can you stop a little?

forced her to be a big man now, but she had to tear the white flowers with her own hands.

This affects her husband's image a little!

However, if she asked her husband to tear the White Lotus, she would black herself in front of her mother-in-law, so she could only come by herself.

"Brother Yejing, the two of us have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, but it's a pity that ......"

Wen Qian'er didn't know why Fu Yejing defended this woman so much, and she didn't leak a drop of water, so that she couldn't find any reason to deal with this woman.

Murong Xi gave a "heheda" to this little white flower, always brushing his presence in front of him.

If she really likes her husband, this woman is so estranged in front of her, there will really be some misunderstandings.

Sure enough, Xiaobaihua's profession is to have a strong heart, and also to have a talent that constantly creates misunderstandings for others.

If this little white flower is rated, it should be considered average.

"What's there to be sorry for? Is it a pity that you grew up, or is it a pity that you didn't play enough in the first place? ”

Murong Xi began to scare the little white flower again.

"Brother Yejing, that time, but the best years for the two of us, how can Brother Yejing say that?"

Wen Qian'er looked at Murong Xi with a very sad look, as if she was a scumbag who had failed her.

Murong Xi: "......" I'm not, I don't.

Murong Xi rolled her eyes at the husband next to her, they were all peach blossoms that he provoked by himself, but he had to break them himself.

In the future, there will be a chance for him to pinch the peach blossoms.

Fu Yejing: Your idea is a bit dangerous, or not.

"Yes, Yejing, at that time, you two didn't guess, and it was beautiful to think about it." Mrs. Fu also agreed.

The more she looked at it, the more she liked Wen Qian'er, but there was the woman "Murong Xi" who was in the eyesore.

Fu Yejing: "......" his own son was disgusted by his mother.

Fu Yejing's memory has never had any guesses with Wen Qian'er.

He only remembered that when he was very young, Wen Qian'er liked to stick to herself, like a flower butterfly, fluttering all day long.

In a fit of rage, he went to live with his grandfather in the countryside, where he met a little girl with a runny nose and a dirty face.

Every time he saw her, he looked at him with a look that he couldn't understand at the time, and he didn't understand until he grew up that that kind of look was pitiful.

The two of them also climbed the tree to pick apricots, and the two of them went to pick peaches to eat and were chased by dogs, and I don't know how the dirty little girl is doing now.

"Wife, what are you secretly laughing at?" Murong Xi whispered in Fu Yejing's ear.

Murong Xi saw her husband snickering there alone, and she didn't know what he was laughing at.

She fought alone, but her husband was fine, snickering there alone, talking too much was full of tears.

"Sister Xi, what are you laughing at?" Wen Qian'er also noticed Fu Yejing's smile, she didn't know what this woman was thinking.

It's just that she doesn't want Yejing's brother's eyes to fall on that woman, and she is very envious of the small actions of the two of them.

In the future, all this will be his own, and Brother Yejing will only pamper himself.

"Nothing, you read it wrong." Fu Yejing had a tense face, he was not a person who liked to laugh.

But looking at Wen Qian'er's eyes, she thinks that she has low self-esteem and doesn't dare to talk to herself, just a woman who grew up in the countryside.

Even if she later returned to the Murong family and became the young lady of the Murong family, it couldn't change that she was a village girl, a bun.

"Sister Xi, you ......" Xiao Baihua continued to make her Baihua remarks.

Murong Xi asked Hao Jie to come over and hand her a cup of green tea, afraid that she would be thirsty, maybe she would be more inspired after drinking green tea.

"Thank you, Brother Yejing, I like green tea, it smells super good."

Wen Qian'er was happy in her heart, she did like green tea, she thought to herself that Brother Yejing was secretly observing her.

He is so good to himself, he should have his own in his heart.

Mrs. Fu watched with some taste as her son personally ordered someone to bring tea to Wen Qian'er, and ignored her own mother.

She felt that her position in her son's heart was not so important.

This Wen Qian'er doesn't seem to be as likable as before.

Fu Yejing quietly watched this person quietly pull hatred for Wen Qian'er, which was really cute.

He used his own way to govern others, but Wen Qian'er was still complacent there.