If the object was another woman, he would definitely find a way to send that woman, but the object was Mu Wanqing, it seemed that it was quite good to be together all his life, and in the past few days, he had a different feeling for her, and he somehow didn't want to see him with other men.

If his mother insisted that he be responsible to the end, then he would still be willing.

"You're not my son, you're the little bun that I and your dad sent to charge the phone bill, I give you a woman because I can afford you, if you don't like it, then I'll get her away immediately, so that you don't have to say that I hurt you!"

Feng Qingshuang looked at Jiang Yuze a little angrily, her beautiful eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

Jiang Yuze had a headache, every time Feng Qingshuang was unhappy, he became the target of attack, either a small bun sent by the phone bill, or a tattered bag picked up from the garbage heap.

Affection for him is a dispensable thing, praise him when he's happy, attack him when he's unhappy, anyway, as long as you can hit him, you can say anything, it's really your own mother!

"Forget it, keep it." Jiang Yuze was very helpless, and he had a headache to support his forehead.

"Aze, I won't force you to get married this time, and I can't hide the relationship between you and Wanwan, but I won't force you to be responsible or anything, you are a big man, you can do it yourself."

"Are you really not forcing me to get married or being responsible?" Jiang Yuze couldn't believe it, and thought he had heard it wrong.

"Of course, Wanwan is a person with a lot of personality, she doesn't necessarily need you to do anything, of course, if she wants you to do something, you still have to do it, after all, you bullied her, you can solve your own affairs."

Feng Qingshuang was too lazy to say anything, so she went straight into the house and went back to the room to change clothes.

Jiang Yuze, who was not forced to marry, felt relaxed, anyway, his mother wouldn't force him, so he just had to deal with Mu Wanqing?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuze went to the company easily.

What he didn't notice was that Feng Qingshuang was standing at the window on the second floor watching him get in the car and go to work, with a smile on his face that had succeeded in his conspiracy.

"Stinky boy, everything you have inherited from your father, and you are a sullen like your father, as long as you are willing to have a relationship with any woman, then this life will be planted on this woman!"

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In the high-level conference room, the senior executives of various departments saw Jiang Yuzejun with a faint smile on his face, and everyone looked inexplicable, not understanding what good things had happened, and they were so happy that the president of the family was like this.

You must know that on weekdays, the president of their family is not smiling, always with a coffin face, and when there is a meeting, they will feel very painful, and it has never been as wonderful as today.

Doubts are doubts, and the senior management of various departments do not dare to show it on their faces, and report the data as usual.

Jiang Yuze was distracted when he listened to it, and couldn't help but think of Mu Wanqing's angry, flattering and little face full of various emotions, no matter which expression it was, it was so soft and cute.

Every time I see her various expressions, I can't help but want to bully, I always feel uncomfortable not bullying her, and he is happy when he bullies her.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang......" a senior member shouted cautiously.

He had already finished the report, but he couldn't get Jiang Yuze's response for a long time, only to realize that Jiang Yuze was distracted!