It's not that she doesn't feel sorry for her daughter, it's just that compared to Yang Mengyao, the person she cares about the most is herself.

At this moment, Ji's mother was ridiculed in her words, she was very angry in her heart, but she couldn't lose her temper with this mother-in-law, so she spread her anger on Yang Mengyao on the side: "What are you doing sitting there!" ”

Yang Mengyao was stunned: "Mom? ”

Mother Yang said hatefully: "I invested so much money in you since I was a child, and I also went to Europe to study art once...... Now I will only lie at home to eat and drink, why don't I know how to help my mother's family? ”

Yang Mengyao's face also turned pale suddenly, and she felt very uncomfortable: "You...... How can I ...... Mother! ”

Yang's mother was too lazy to take care of her daughter, and her face was very ugly.

After she was damaged by Ji's mother, she didn't want to stay here longer, and soon left with a huff.

Yang Mengyao felt aggrieved, and subconsciously wanted to find some comfort from Ji's mother: "I'm not feeling well today...... I don't know what's going on with my mother, I ......"

Unexpectedly, this time she was coquettish, but she was also blocked back by her mother-in-law lightly: "Let's take care of it." ”

Ji's mother's face and tone were very cold: "The child is a matter for you and Ji Heng." ”

She looked at Yang Mengyao, and a sense of boredom rose in her heart, and there was also a coldness between her eyebrows: "Don't think about putting the blame on irrelevant people...... It's ugly. ”

After saying this, Ji Mu didn't stay long, and after ordering the servants a few words, she also left in a hurry.

Yang Mengyao was left alone to sit on the sofa with a hideous face, and the anger and grievances in her heart could not be suppressed no matter what.

She took a deep breath and pushed the expensive vase down, and the sound of the noise did not satisfy her, but made her even more annoyed.

Yang Mengyao gasped for a long time, gritted her teeth and dialed the phone in Ji Heng's office.

After the phone was connected, her heart jumped, and before she could be happy, she heard Ji Anyang's somewhat impatient voice on the other side: "Pick up the important ones, don't waste time!" ”

Yang Mengyao bit her lip fiercely, almost biting out the blood, and her heart was even angrier, and she shouted back: "I'm your cousin-in-law!" ”

Ji Anyang rolled his eyes, and he was even more interested in dealing with her, so he immediately replied angrily: "I'm sorry, it's working time, let's talk about it in private!" ”

With that, he hung up the phone completely.

"Ji Anyang!"

The servants in the living room were quiet, the old woman sat on the mazza in the corner, wiping the porcelain on her knees wholeheartedly, and the whole villa echoed Yang Mengyao's heart-rending cry, as well as the sound of various porcelain breaking.

After a while, the man was heard screaming and calling the driver over, and he left the villa in a hurry.

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"Treat my son well, you know, stinky."

The air pressure in the car was very low, Yang Mengyao's face was very ugly, and she was gritting her teeth and thinking, how to settle accounts with Ji Anyang for a while, the mobile phone on her lap shook, and an inexplicable text message jumped into her eyes.

Yang Mengyao's heart jumped, and she subconsciously put away the mobile phone, as if she was afraid that the driver in front of her would see it.

Unexpectedly, the mobile phone suddenly began to vibrate wildly, she accidentally wiped her fingers on the screen, and actually connected the phone, Yang Mengyao gasped: "Hey? ”

The male voice on the other end of the phone was filled with a disgusting oiliness: "Miss Yang, good news." ”

Yang Mengyao closed her eyes tightly and squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Responsibility, what kind of illness are you guilty of!" ”

Ren Da laughed and said triumphantly: "Yes, you still remember my name, you deserve praise!" ”

He snorted, "You have my cub in your belly...... But be careful, huh? ”

Yang Mengyao sneered and hung up the phone call that made her feel disgusted and frightened.

Ren Zhong's call is naturally a warning and blackmail, but Yang Mengyao thought in her heart, she really couldn't confirm who this child was.

She sat in the car, her face was constantly changing, and her heart was terrified.

If it's really that man's......

Yang Mengyao felt a creep in her heart, bit her lip fiercely, and rushed all the way into Ji Heng's office, but was blocked by his female secretary.

"Ma'am."

The female secretary was still very polite when she spoke, although she was a little frightened when she looked at Yang Mengyao's hideous face, she still dutifully blocked the front of the office: "Please wait a minute, Mr. Ji is now having a meeting with the senior executives, I will pour you a cup of hot tea first......"

"Get out of here!"

Yang Mengyao sent all her anger to the head of this female secretary, if it weren't for the child in her belly, she would probably rush up directly and stomp on the woman fiercely: "It's useless to raise your watchdog!" ”

She didn't believe it at all in her heart, she only felt that this person was arranged by Ji Anyang and deliberately stood here to perfunctory herself.

"I'm going to get rid of you, go home and drink the Northwest Wind!"

She directly pushed aside the pale-faced female secretary and pushed open the door of Ji Heng's office.

"You look at the performance metrics from the last quarter...... Wife? ”

It was really a small meeting in the office, and the executives standing in front of the big screen looked at it dumbfounded, Yang Mengyao sneered with a pale face, and was so embarrassed that she had to retreat in a hurry.

The executives in the room didn't know why, and they all set their eyes on Ji Heng.

"Mr. Ji?"

"Go on."

Ji Heng's face was expressionless, although he was unhappy in his heart, he didn't show it immediately, and said lightly: "Don't worry about her, go on." ”

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"Mom, isn't my painting ugly?"

He Shu's art studio.

Wen Xi held a paintbrush in his hand, and there was still a little paint on the tip of his nose, and he was holding his immature painting with some trepidation, and rubbed it next to his mother: "I painted it...... It doesn't seem to be as good-looking as the older siblings next to me. ”

The afternoon sun is quiet, it rains for several days, the temperature also drops little by little, the sun falls on people's bodies, there is no heat in midsummer, only a lazy comfort.

Wen Yi smiled and touched the little girl's head and took the painting, but there was some surprise in her heart: "The baby is very good!" ”

"Well, although there are still some problems with the lines, just like you, the human body structure is a mess......"

A lazy voice sounded behind Wen Yi, and the painting in his hand was taken away: "But you are very talented in color - Wen Xi, you are great." ”

The owner of the art studio raised his eyebrows, and his voice was lazy: "It's much better than those little cubs who mess around here every day...... Everything else can be practiced again, but the aesthetics of color can't be reversed for a while. ”

He Shu touched the little girl's head with a smile, and said with great interest: "Little friend, you can also come here to learn to paint with me." ”

He waved his hand heavily, and suddenly became interested: "At the art exhibition, your works will also be presented together - tsk, two young geniuses are in battle, this theme is good, I like it very much." ”

Wen Yi stood up a little apprehensively: "Teacher......"

She sniffed, "Thank you for complimenting her." ”

Wen Xi was also a little shy, hiding behind Wen Yu and peeking at this strange big brother.

He Shu yawned and casually flipped through Wen Yi's homework in the past two days: "Hmm, I'll take a look at your homework...... Tsk, that's not bad. ”

He nodded, got serious, looked up and looked directly at Wen Yu: "I like a hard-working person like you." Art is a difficult road, in addition to talent, it also requires a lot of repetitive practice...... Not. ”

He Shu thought for a while: "I'll send you the URL of a few forums, you can find it on it, if someone asks for a manuscript, you can try it at a relatively low price, and by the way, you can practice it." ”

He stretched his waist and said casually: "Practice brings true knowledge, and it just happens to be able to withstand the test of the market." ”

Wen Yu gasped, a little apprehensive in his heart, and stammered: "I, can my paintings already be sold for money?" Will anyone really buy it? ”

He Shu smiled dumbly, this person has a prodigal personality, he is born with the chic temperament of an artist, and he usually treats Wen Yu normally, and he doesn't treat her very well because she was personally introduced by Jiang Linghan.

At this moment, he glanced at her more: "You are quite self-aware." ”

He Shu pouted: "Don't worry, there are people who are lower than you on the Internet, and people have never been soft when making money...... No, make arrangements, remember to arrange time for the little girl, you both need to go to class well. ”

Wen Yi blushed and nodded, and agreed.

However, the heartbeat became more and more intense, and I was dizzy, and I was very nervous for a while.

Is it possible to make money with your own craft now?

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"Do I look like I've gained a lot of weight?"

Ji Zhai.

At five or six o'clock in the morning, Yang Mengyao had already woken up early and sat at the dining table with a gloomy face.

Ji Heng didn't come back all night last night, and a few servants made Yang Mengyao toss all night, and now they are standing next to them all around, all of them very sleepy.

"How can you see this?"

Xiao Huang rolled his eyes and said politely: "If you think you are fat, there are so many scales in the family, can you just pick a scale?" ”

The corner of Steward Wang's eyes twitched, and he buried his head in it.

Sure enough, Yang Mengyao's face became even more ugly, and she slammed the cup in her hand on the table.