For the artists of Xingchen, the arrival of Tong Jiajia is indeed not a good thing, no matter what wrong things she has done before, but after all, she has been in this circle for many years, plus her own traffic, when she comes to Xingchen, there is no doubt that she will directly sit in the position of a sister. The company's resources are already limited, so she will naturally take the best part.

The assistant frowned, "What is she doing here?" ”

Wen Qiong shook her head, "I don't know either." ”

The assistant said, "When I just went out to pick you up, she arrived at the company, and her car was much more magnificent than ours." ”

Tong Jiajia's car Wen Qiong has seen, expensive and luxurious. When I arrived at the company, I could see the particularly conspicuous car in the parking space, which was probably more expensive than Song Chong's car. This big Buddha is stationed in the small temple, which is out of place and extremely panicked.

Tong Jiajia leaned against the front desk, wearing a cape jacket and skinny jeans, with a slender posture, waiting a little impatiently.

Wen Qiong saw her expression faint and said to the assistant, "Take my bag to the lounge." ”

"Okay."

The assistant left first, and Wen Qiong walked inside while calling Wen Qiming. Tong Jiajia kept staring at her, and suddenly followed, blocking in front of Wen Qiong. Tong Jiajia squinted, "Are you still angry?" ”

Wen Qiong stopped and was silent for a moment before replying, "Shouldn't I be angry?" ”

Tong Jiajia pouted, "I'm here to accompany you." ”

Wen Qiong couldn't understand this familiar tone, "You accompany me?" You're here to grab the resources. ”

"Phew, don't talk nonsense, I need to rob you of your resources? Tsk, when I'm Tong Jiajia's fake? I'm here to accompany you, and by the way, I just put the studio under your company's name, so it's not rare that your resources, what kind of broken resources are they, I don't want to send them to me. Tong Jiajia's mouth is really ruthless.

The company's artists all came over to watch curiously, and Tong Jiajia said coldly: "What do you see?" Don't you see that I'm in contact with Wen Qiong? Get out of here! ”

Chen Yuyi pulled Wen Qiong over and glared at Tong Jiajia, "Are you in contact with her?" You haven't hurt us Wen Qiong enough? ”

"Bah, you Wen Qiong? Hehe, you're just plastic sisterhood. Tong Jiajia said to Wen Qiong again: "I did something wrong, can't I be given a chance to change?" ”

Wen Qiong brushed away Chen Yu's hand and walked in front of Tong Jiajia, "I don't forgive, and you don't have to change it." Also, I don't like you coming to the stars. ”

After Wen Qiong finished speaking, she crossed Tong Jiajia and walked towards the conference room. Tong Jiajia jumped to her feet angrily, and followed her and chattered non-stop, "Damn, you have also learned to be different, aren't you very generous on Weibo?" Wen Qiong, okay you, you're about to turn black, I thought you were very white......"

Wen Qiong almost laughed out loud, what the hell did this aunt say.

The artists who also came up laughed together. Tong Jiajia yelled, "What are you laughing at, I'm communicating with her, can you all block your ears?" ”

The meeting began, and Wen Qiong could finally be quiet for a while.

Song Chong announced at the meeting that Tong Jiajia's studio is only under the name of Xingchen and does not share the company's resources. Tong Jiajia's studio only serves herself, and since the resources are not from the stars, Song Chong did not get high points from Tong Jiajia.

When the company's artists heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief, and they were much calmer to Tong Jiajia.

As soon as the meeting was over, Tong Jiajia chased Wen Qiong again to speak, Wen Qiong was simply annoyed by her, entered Wen Qiming's office, and slammed the door shut. Tong Jiajia was blocked out of the door and kicked the door with her foot, "Wen Qiong, aren't you going to come out inside?" Do you think I won't wait for you? ”

The whole company was amazed. Tong Jiajia also bought the Navy Army Hei Wenqiong before, why did she seem to be currying favor when she arrived at the stars? Maybe it's another trick of hers? Many artists thought of this and immediately retreated. Tong Jiajia glanced at them, "Get out, what do you see, what's so beautiful, I'm not chasing men." ”

The artists trembled and dispersed.

After the door closed, Wen Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Qiming put down the thermos cup and said with a smile: "What? Scared? ”

Wen Qiong pulled out a chair and sat down, "yes, what's the matter with her?" ”

Wen Qiming smiled, "There is something I don't know if it's true or not, do you want to hear it?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"Tong Jiajia's younger brother suffers from heart disease, it seems that he has just undergone surgery, and he has a heart transplant in the United States, and he is almost dying."

Wen Qiong was stunned, "It's okay now, right?" ”

"It's okay."

Wen Qiming said again: "The doctor who operated the surgery is Jiang Ya's uncle. ”

“……”

Wen Qiong came out of Wen Qiming's office, it was almost nine o'clock, Tong Jiajia didn't really wait for her, the company was quiet, and everyone went to work with their work.

Wen Qiong took a small bag, left the company, and when she arrived at the door, the familiar business vehicle was not there. She was about to call the driver, when a rather eye-catching nanny car drove over and stopped beside Wen Qiong.

Look closely, this car is not Tong Jiajia's. The driver got out of the car, opened the door for her, and said, "Get in the car." ”

Wen Qiong looked at the car suspiciously, "...... this?" ”

The driver sighed, "You will use this car in the future, this is the ......" he smiled, "Brother Wen ordered it for you." ”

This car is similar to Tong Jiajia's, but the price is slightly more expensive. Wen Qiong immediately sent a message to Wen Qiming.

Wen Qiong: Brother Wen, what's going on with the car?

Wen Qiming: Your brother bought it for you.

Wen Qiong: When did he buy it?

Wen Qiming: It's been a while, but the car was only delivered today, and the license plate is good, you see.

Wen Qiong approached the front of the car and saw that it was her birthday, and she thought about it.

Wen Qiong got on the bus, the inside was very spacious, the seats were comfortable and you could even lie down to rest, equipped with a car Xiaoice box, which could accommodate six people.

The driver probed and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"Not bad." Wen Qiong curled the corners of her mouth, who doesn't like it.

The driver smiled: "Then we set off?" ”

"Okay."

This car is much more stable than the previous one, and it won't be so bumpy when it encounters speed bumps. The most time for artists is either in the crew or on the way to the crew or to catch the announcement, and it is particularly important whether the car is comfortable or not.

When she arrived at the gate of Longyin Villa, Wen Qiong got out of the car, and the driver pressed the window, "I will take good care of this car." ”

Wen Qiong waved her hand, "Thank you, drive slowly." ”

"Okay." The driver said, "It's the first time I've driven such a good car." ”

Wen Qiong watched the car drive away, turned her head and walked home. Entering the house, Aunt Jiang wiped her hands and came out, and said with a smile: "Wen Qiong is back?" ”

"Well, what about Xiuqingyan?" Wen Qiong put down her schoolbag and asked.

"On the third floor."

Wen Qiong ran upstairs quickly, and when she reached the corner of the second floor, she heard soft music, and she slowed down. Xiu Qingyan turned his back to the stairs and was talking on the phone, a cigarette between his fingertips. Wen Qiong deliberately tiptoed over, ready for a surprise attack, and when she approached, she suddenly hugged his waist from behind.

"Cough cough cough ......" Xiu Qingyan was caught off guard and choked on the smoke. He looked back and saw that it was Wen Qiong, and immediately hurriedly extinguished the cigarette, "I—I just smoked a little bit." ”

Wen Qiong's gaze fell on the ashtray and was silent. Xiu Qingyan also followed her line of sight, and coughed twice, "Smoked one." ”

Wen Qiong pinched his chin, "Obviously there are two!" ”

"Yes, there are two, but one has not been ......" he simply gave up after trying to explain, he spread his hand, "I just smoked two, what do you want?" Give it a good time. ”

Wen Qiong looked up at him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Xiu Qingyan's eyes widened, and he looked surprised. He asked in a low voice, "Don't scold me, but kiss me?" Why? I'm scared. ”

Wen Qiong hugged his waist again. Xiu Qingyan looked dazed, but he still hugged her back, hugging her first.

At this time, a message flashed from his phone on the table.

Wen Qiming: The car was lifted, and she was very happy to send Wen Qiong home today.

No wonder hugging me! Xiu Qingyan glanced at the little girl in his arms, and smiled smugly, she should hug it.

Xiu Qingyan pulled her to sit on the sofa, "Tong Jiajia went to a meeting just now?" ”

Wen Qiong leaned into his arms, "Well, it's gone." ”

"What did you say?" Xiu Qingyan pulled the blanket on the side and covered Wen Qiong's legs, although the weather was warmer, it was still a little cold at night.

Wen Qiong tilted her head suspiciously, "It seems to be currying favor with me." “

The corners of Xiu Qingyan's mouth hooked, and he sneered slightly, "Keep your distance from her." ”

"Got it."

Although the matter has passed and the anger has gradually calmed down, there has been a rift between Wen Qiong and Tong Jiajia, and it cannot be regarded as something that has not happened at all.

Xiu Qingyan pressed his chin against her forehead and asked, "Is the car good?" ”

Wen Qiong smiled, "Okay, it's spacious enough to lie down and roll." ”

Xiu Qingyan raised the corners of his mouth, "Well, it's for you to lie down and roll." ”

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and before Shang Jingren arrived, a soft voice came first, "Xiaoqiong, are you back?" What about Qingyan? ”

Thinking of the embarrassing situation that morning, Wen Qiong quickly moved to the back of the sofa, kept a distance from Xiu Qingyan, and pushed Xiu Qingyan's shoulder, "Hurry up, you go over there." ”

Xiu Qingyan reluctantly said, "We don't have ......

"Go."

"Good, good." Xiu Qingyan could only move the other side of the sofa, with two pillows in between.

The blanket on Wen Qiong's lap fell to the ground with her movements.

Shang Jing came up and saw that the two of them occupied one side, and her heart was relieved, she usually didn't see it, she didn't want to see them too affectionate. She was always afraid that Wen Qiong would accidentally do something wrong when she was still young. She touched Wen Qiong's hair, "How about going to the company today?" ”

"That's it." Wen Qiong stood up, "Mom, do you have a supper?" ”

"Yes, I just came to tell you to come downstairs, and I made fish soup for you." Shang Jing looked at Xiu Qingyan.

Xiu Qingyan got up, "Thank you, Aunt Shang." ”

"You're welcome." Shang Jing was actually afraid that Xiu Qingyan would hold a grudge against her and prevent them from getting close. She also understands that young people have warm feelings, and it is normal for them to be uncontrollable sometimes, but it is impossible for her to ignore what happened to her daughter.

Seeing that Xiu Qingyan's attitude was normal, Shang Jing also breathed a sigh of relief and led Wen Qiong downstairs. As soon as she went downstairs, Xiu Zheng'an entered the door, Shang Jing let go of Wen Qiong and took Xiu Zheng'an's coat.

Xiu Zheng'an smiled and raised his hand to brush away the hair on Shang Jing's cheeks, "At the end of April, there is a family party in the Xiu family, you and Wen Qiong should attend it together." ”

Shang Jing took the hand of the coat and paused, "Family gathering?" ”

"yes, you can't always let me be alone, can you?"

From last year to the present, they have not held a wedding, they just got a license, and then went on their honeymoon, and the days have passed like this, no matter what kind of holiday party, it is Xiu Zheng An Xiu Qingyan father and son to deal with it, Shang Jing and Wen Qiong will not go if they can. Even though their identities were almost exposed, they were not officially introduced to the Xiu family. The Xiu family is too big, and the closest one is Xiu Zhengxuan, and the other side branches Shangjing and Wen Qiong still can't recognize it.

Shang Jing thought about it and knew that she couldn't keep running away, so she nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Xiu Zheng'an kissed her lightly on the center of her eyebrows, "I understand your worries, but you have to face it, you want to stay at home, but I want to tell everyone that you are my wife." "It's also an indication of his attitude.

Many second-married women are eager to prove their identity, but Shang Jing doesn't want to fight for fame, which also leads to a lot of speculation in the side branches of the Xiu family, whether these two people really got the certificate, after all, they have been married for almost a year, and Shang Jing and Wen Qiong have hardly attended any banquets. Usually in the company, when I see Xiu Zheng'an, I occasionally make a joke, which makes Xiu Zheng'an pay attention to it.

As for the family, Xiu Zheng'an is quiet, even if those people are curious, they don't dare to come to the house to see, and when they pass by, they ask if they can come over, but Xiu Zheng'an has always refused. So that invitation to open the door was to tell the people in the circle that Xiu Zheng'an attached great importance to Wen Qiong, and even Xiu Qingyan did not have such treatment.