She couldn't let the tears in her eyes slip out and said, "Mu, don't you want to taste this chicken soup?" ”

Yan Qingruo's eyebrows rolled around, it seemed that her sister's psychological quality was much stronger, otherwise how could she make a calm move.

Chu Mu's expression was indifferent: "No need." ”

Yan Qingruo looked at this embarrassing scene, and wanted to ease her current anger: "My sister is kind, my brother-in-law may just think the soup is cold, I'll just take it and heat it." ”

She stretched out her hand, Yan Zhixin subconsciously wanted to dodge, the two of them touched with their hands, but neither of them was steady, the thermos box fell in response, and the milky white lay splashed all over the ground.

Yan Qingruo covered her mouth in fright: "Sister! I...... I haven't taken it yet, why did you let go? ”

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, and he almost didn't directly say that Yan Zhixin poured the soup in anger.

"You! You just did it on purpose! You pay me for the soup! ”

Yan Qingruo looked at her with an embarrassed face, and did not make any movement.

Looking at Yan Qingruo in a daze, Yan Zhixin subconsciously stepped forward and wanted to tear up with her, but Chu Mu grabbed her wrist, and when she looked up, she saw his indifferent face.

"Mu, this is the soup that my mother has been making for a long time, so it's ......"

As he spoke, Yan Zhixin's eyes flashed with tears, and she looked at him with an aggrieved expression.

"Is this to keep us watching this joke?" Chairman Liu is opening his mouth once, and it is rare to come to the company once, and he is not interested in watching these things here.

It's just that Yan Zhixin's impression of him is too bad.

"Sorry for making you laugh." Yan Qingruo said softly, looking like she had done something wrong, and she looked very well-behaved.

Chu Mu's lips raised into a faint smile, "You guys go in first, I'll be there in ten minutes." ”

As soon as his words came out, no one dared to say anything more, and they all took a detour.

Yan Zhixin stood there embarrassed, watching the people on the board of directors leave, looking at Yan Qingruo with a vicious face.

"Mu, I'll let my mother stay up again, I'll bring it over in the afternoon, okay?"

This is when she is soft, and no matter how much she resents Yan Qingruo in her heart, she doesn't dare to say it easily.

"No, you can go back first."

For Yan Zhixin's arrival, he didn't have the slightest joy, and even seemed to be dealing with a very normal thing.

Yan Zhi's heart fluttered slightly, "Did I do something wrong?" ”

Unwillingly, she continued to speak, and before she could say a few words, Chu Mu wanted to drive her away.

"Brother Mu, I remembered that I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

The matter had been settled, and she didn't want to stay here any longer, and she didn't have any idea about it all.

Yan Zhixin wished that she would leave quickly, so that she would have time to get along with Chu Mu day and night, and the relationship between the two would be reconciled.

"Your bag is still in my office."

After Chu Mu said this, he left without looking back.

The smile on Yan Qingruo's face dimmed, "My good sister, look at the good things you have done, you have lost face to our Yan family!" ”

It has always been Yan Qingruo who is embarrassed, but now it has become her Yan Zhi's heart is embarrassed, and she feels very sad with a sense of disparity.

"You did it on purpose just now, Yan Qingruo, you played a good hand, but I want to see how long you can laugh!"

Yan Zhixin looked at the soup on the ground, her heart seemed to have been thrown to the ground indifferently, and she no longer had the courage to stay. Wiping away tears, he turned to leave.

Yan Qingruo smiled miserably, if she really played a good hand, she would not have fallen to this point.

From beginning to end, Chu Mu was holding the handle and doing things against her will, and she was also very sad.

"It's not me who plays a good hand, it's him." Yan Qingruo said and turned around and walked towards the president's office.

After she left, a slender figure appeared around the corner, his sharp gaze tightly locked on Yan Qingruo's slender body.

It wasn't until she was out of sight that he turned away.

Yan Zhi, who had sent the soup and poured a handful of rice, returned home dejectedly, at this time Zhang Rou was indulging in the joy of imminent victory because she had just played a good hand.

She was basking in the sun in the back garden with sunglasses, drinking champagne, secretly happy to wait for her baby daughter's full spring light, and asked someone to bring her fruit salad.

"Bastard! Even you subordinates dare to bully me! ”

The servant with the fruit salad accidentally spilled the entire bowl of salad on Yan Zhi's beloved skirt, who had just returned from the dust.

The servant hurriedly apologized, but Yan Zhi was angry outside, and she was unyielding with a fire in her heart.

"Recklessly, how did you get in and work in the first place? Miss Ben is going to fire you! I'll fire you right away! Yan Zhi said angrily, slamming the bag in her hand on the servant who bowed his head and was silent as she spoke.

"Please, Miss, don't dismiss me, I still have two children to support at home, I didn't mean it just now, I am willing to compensate for your skirt" The servant's anxious tears fell, and he wiped his tears and said aggrievedly.

Yan Zhixin sneered, and glanced at the servant kneeling on the ground obliquely, "Compensation?" Can you afford it? ”

The servant was frightened by Yan Zhixin's words, and when he was at a loss, another bewitching voice came from outside the door.

"She can't afford to pay, I'll pay for it."

The voice was neither humble nor arrogant, but in the sweet and soft voice, it carried a bit of majesty and irresistibility.

Yan Zhi turned her head in annoyance and saw Yan Qingruo, a little goblin, holding a big red handbag, standing at the door looking at her with a good look.

Thinking that she not only stole her limelight just now, but also made her make a fool of herself in front of the Chu family's board of directors, Yan Zhixin's eyes immediately turned red, and her pupils hid bloodthirsty flames.

Looking at Yan Qingruo's unbeatable appearance, God knew how much she wanted to run over and tear Yan Qingruo's mouth and tear her face, so that she would live in an inferior world for the rest of her life.

But she endured it, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Compensation? What do you pay for? Do you want to use your cheap bones? Even if you sell yourself a hundred more times, you can't afford to lose my high-end custom clothes from Paris Fashion Week! ”

Hearing this, the servant kneeling on the ground couldn't help but shudder.

Yan Qingruo snorted coldly in her heart, but on the surface, she pretended to be surprised, and said with round eyes: "Oh my God, it turned out to be a customized model from Paris Fashion Week!" I've never heard of it in my life! Tut-tut, you really deserve to be the eldest lady, since you are so tasteful even in clothes, you must have bumped into someone else, and your clothes were accidentally soiled, you will definitely not care about it again. ”

"After all, it's going to be tasteless, and it's not worthy of your clothes. Do you say yes, my dear sister? Yan Qingruo smiled and blinked her eyes one by one.

Yan Zhixin was speechless by her two words, gritted her teeth for a while, and stared at her eyes with such a harmless smile, but she was a woman with a poisonous scorpion.

"Don't you get up quickly, there's nothing to do with you here, why should you go, otherwise you will be scolded later."

Before the words fell, Zhang Rou, who heard the noise, rushed over, and saw that her daughter was in an embarrassment, so she pointed to the servant's nose and scolded without saying anything.

Yan Zhixin, who couldn't hold her face, saw Zhang Rou coming, and looked pitiful, "Mom, take a look!" ”

Zhang Rou didn't have to guess to know what was going on, and the two came back from outside together, one proud, the other disgraced. She glared at Yan Qingruo fiercely, but she was much more brainy than Yan Zhixin, suppressed her anger, and politely asked Yan Qingruo what was going on.

Yan Qingruo glanced at Yan Zhixin, who was pretending to be a posture, and secretly complained in her heart that sluts were hypocritical, and when she was about to speak, the right to speak was snatched away by the other party.

"Mom, this, this family will soon have no status for us, and she will break the chicken soup you made personally in front of Chu Mu!"

Zhang Rou's hand to comfort Yan Zhixin suddenly stopped, she secretly gritted her teeth in her heart, and said calmly on the surface: "Nonsense, if your father hears this, see if he will break your legs, as for the chicken soup matter, ......"

Yan Qingruo couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body. The painting style of this mother and daughter is getting more and more weird, it seems that they have discussed with an iron heart, one sings red face, and the other sings black face.

The corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile, but she was curious how long Zhang Rou could pretend.

"Okay, there's no one here, don't act here." There were not many words, Yan Qingruo deliberately accentuated her tone.

Zhang Rou flashed her eyes, but she didn't answer the question directly, and continued to ask: "So you spilled the chicken soup?" ”

Yan Qingruo suddenly laughed, she really didn't underestimate Zhang Rou, a woman, and she was changing her words.

"You better ask Miss Yan directly about this matter, she will definitely tell you everything." After speaking, he looked at Yan Zhixin, who was buried in Zhang Rou's shoulder, and smiled.

Zhang Rou was instantly unhappy in her heart, she thought that she was singing red-faced, and this girl would at least restrain a little, but she didn't expect that not only did she not restrain but intensified.

Suddenly, Zhang Rou sighed and said, "Qingruo, I know that you have never been waiting to see your sister, but after all, you are half-sisters with the same blood on your bodies, and you should still leave room for each other when you do things." ”

When such words came out of Zhang Rou's mouth, Yan Qingruo felt extremely harsh and ironic.

If it weren't for their mother and daughter, she Yan Qingruo would not have ended up where she is now.

"Also, your mother was back then...... Alas, I'm afraid you'll follow in your mother's footsteps! ”

Zhang Rou mentioned her mother. Yan Qingruo's chest suddenly tightened, and a wave of pain hit her, making the presumptuous smile on her face just now instantly cold.

Seeing Yan Qingruo's expression, Zhang Rou felt happy in her heart.

"Don't worry, I won't follow in my mother's footsteps, at most, I'll follow in your footsteps, you are an example for me to learn all along!" After a period of silence, Yan Qingruo brought Zhang Rou the deadliest counterattack.

Zhang Rou, a woman in the upper position of the junior, is not even worthy of lifting shoes for her mother, and she is not worthy of mentioning her in front of herself.

A look of disdain came out of Yan Qingruo's eyes, and she just stood there like that, neither humble nor arrogant.

"If it's okay, I'll go back to my room first."

Zhang Rou was so choked that she couldn't speak, so she had to bite her lip, turned around, and nodded stiffly.