When Lin Qingqing came home from work that night, it was rare to see Ou Yuanlan already at home. "Why did you come back so early today?" She asked him as she rubbed her neck.

Before Ou Yuanlan could answer, the sound of high heels came from behind him. For a moment, Lin Qingqing also glanced at the high heels on his feet suspiciously. Who else in this room but her would be wearing high heels?

"Mr. Ou, are you talking about this document?" A capable woman's voice came from behind her, which really startled Lin Qingqing.

As soon as she turned around, she was confronted by a woman in a black professional suit. Although it is just a simple suit, it has a unique taste on this woman.

The delicate figure is wrapped in a white shirt, and the slightly open neckline reveals a white and smooth neck. A pair of white and tender hands with distinct knots, holding documents inexplicably gives people a sense of luxury.

Going up the clothes, Lin Qingqing met her gaze. A standard melon seed face is not too big, but the facial features are delicate but not amazing, which is considered a durable type. The brown hair is tied up at the back of the head, and the standard urban beauty temperament.

"Miss Lin, is it?" The woman also noticed Lin Qingqing.

Nodding slightly, Lin Qingqing barely managed to squeeze out a smile. "Are you ......" Before she finished asking, she was picked up by Ou Yuanlan.

"Chenchen didn't feel well in the afternoon, so I came back to work. This is the person in charge of the partner company, Miss Wen Xin Yawen. He simply answered Lin Qingqing's two questions before and after.

Lin Qingqing, who reacted, retreated to the side with interest. "Let's talk." The smile on his face was barely embarrassed.

Although the woman in front of her seemed to be serious, and even polite and polite to her, Lin Qingqing just didn't like her very much, and even was inexplicably hostile. Probably this is same-sex repulsion, she comforted herself.

After smiling and nodding at Lin Qingqing again, Wen Xinya walked around her and walked to the edge of the sofa, and sat down beside Ou Yuanlan.

Looking at this natural action, Lin Qingqing's heart was even more uncomfortable. This woman has called her Miss Lin from the time they met, not Mrs. Ou. Now she sits next to her husband, but she doesn't feel disobedient at all.

As a woman, whether it is a careful eye or an intuition, Lin Qingqing just feels uncomfortable inexplicably.

The continued pestle seemed to be quite eye-catching in the living room, Lin Qingqing hesitated for a moment, and then planned to leave the scene. "That...... I'm going to pour you a cup of coffee first. She found an excuse and quickly flashed out.

"Miss Lin doesn't seem to be very happy." Wen Xinya flipped through the documents and said with a calm expression.

His eyes darkened, and Ou Yuanlan reminded quietly. "Just call Mrs. Ou." He took the document and did not answer Wen Xinya's words.

As shrewd as Ou Yuanlan, how could he not perceive the enthusiasm hidden in Wen Xinya's eyes. This woman seems to be ordinary, but in fact she is very powerful, and even he has to deal with it carefully.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Lin Qingqing walked into the living room again with two cups of coffee. However, as soon as she arrived at the door, before she could speak, she noticed Wen Xinya's stunned eyes looking at Ou Yuanlan.

This kind of elite type of woman is extremely sensible even when she is a nymphomaniac with a man. So Lin Qingqing didn't see the emotion in her eyes clearly, but vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Sorry, the freshly ground coffee is a bit slow." With an apologetic smile, Lin Qingqing brought the coffee to the two of them.

Bowing slightly, Wen Xinya responded politely: "Thank you." "She simply didn't bring any title this time.

"Miss Wen is polite." endured the discomfort in her heart, Lin Qingqing still maintained the politeness and politeness that she should have as a hostess.

At this time, Ou Yuanlan also happened to put down the documents in his hand. "Qingqing, you go and see Chenchen first." He commanded.

Lin Qingqing, who wanted to sit next to Ou Yuanlan, suddenly stiffened, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should leave or fall.

After a while, she replied sullenly: "Oh." I have to admit that she is in a depressed mood right now.

"Is Chenchen the child of Mr. Ou and Miss Lin?" Wen Xinya on the side suddenly asked.

After a moment's pause, Lin Qingqing nodded a little helplessly. "Hmm." She was a little unsure of the woman's purpose.

Before Lin Qingqing could react, Wen Xinya made a bolder move. "Would you like me to see it too?" She raised her hand and stroked the broken hair that had fallen from her forehead.

"The child is not feeling well, let's do it another day." Ou Yuanlan's lazy voice carried a hint of coolness, as if he was deliberately distancing.

Smiled apologetically, Wen Xinya explained. "I've always heard that Mr. Ou's baby is very cute, but it's a pity that I can't see it this time." She generously sat down again, as if without the slightest embarrassment.

Squeezed out a smile vigorously, Lin Qingqing couldn't stay for a moment. "Let's talk first, I'll go see the child." This woman is not a fierce opponent, but she can mess up her mind.

Walking out of the living room, Lin Qingqing leaned against the wall of the corridor. What the hell is going on with her? Why is it the same as running away from the wilderness? It's supposed to be that woman who should have fled.

How to think about it, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but complain in his heart about his cowardice. She looked up at the ceiling and sighed, her mood couldn't brighten.

Why should that man be so attractive, now there is another admirer, and she, the wife who is marrying Ming Media, can only watch dryly, and she is not someone's opponent at all.

Before she could walk to the baby room, Lin Qingqing's mobile phone rang. She opened it and saw that it was a text message, a text message from Wei Ya.

Frowning, Lin Qingqing felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, as long as it was from Wei Ya, it would be nothing good. She clicked on it and saw that it was.

"Tomorrow's variety show, if you don't want to be ruined, I advise you to cooperate." In just one sentence, the temperament of the little sister is fully revealed.

After going through so many things, she thought that Wei Ya should be a mature person. However, after reading this text message, Lin Qingqing changed her opinion, and even felt that she was a bit of a secondary two.

Turn on your phone, select the text message, and tap Delete. After a series of operations were completed, Lin Qingqing directly turned off his mobile phone.

She was invited over as a resident guest at tomorrow's variety show, and Wei Ya is the so-called new generation of Xiaohua, so the audience's eyes should also be on her. And now she suddenly let herself cooperate, which is really ridiculous.

While shaking her head and walking towards the baby room, Lin Qingqing's mind was now full of the Wen Xinya just now, and she couldn't imagine what would happen to tomorrow's variety show.