I didn't fall asleep until late last night, so Qiu Lingyang naturally woke up when it was already three poles in the morning.

There's an order to be delivered today, and she has to make a trip to the studio.

Her studio mainly takes on some graphic design work, and usually there are not many orders, and after paying a few employees' salaries, it is only enough for her daily expenses.

Because the three employees in her studio are all deaf and mute, and the work can be done very well, but they can't communicate with other people, so she must handle the delivery and order taking.

After a brief grooming, she tied her long hair into a simple ponytail.

Now that the weather is dry, she has applied lip balm and cream again to prevent her lips and skin from cracking.

She also chose the simplest jeans, the top was a base sweater and a white jacket.

This outfit is simple and fresh, and there is no resemblance to her with heavy makeup last night.

Over the years, she has appeared in public in a pretended appearance. Therefore, no one really recognized her after removing her makeup.

That's why her studio gets orders.

This time, the customer is Mr. Chen, an old customer who has worked with him many times, and he is as satisfied with the design as ever and happily received the goods. After handing over the goods, the two negotiated the next cooperation.

Somehow, Qiu Lingyang always felt that Mr. Chen's eyes were a little strange when he looked at her today, as if he was exploring something.

It was only after sending Mr. Chen off that she realized what was going on.

The front pages of several major daily newspapers were all reports of yesterday's marriage between the Shang and Qiu families, and various versions were nothing more than saying that a grand wedding had become the biggest joke in history.

First, the third young master of the merchant pretended to join hands with the eldest lady of the Qiu family to 'make a fuss' wedding, and then the wife of the president of the Qiu family caught fire in her back.

The picture is accompanied by text, vivid and vivid.

Qiu Lingyang immediately noticed a picture that was not very eye-catching, and posted a small photo under the photo of Shang Xufeng kissing her.

That picture is her unpainted appearance......

No wonder Mr. Chen looked at her like that, he must have seen today's newspaper.

Qiu Lingyang secretly shouted that it was not good, once her no-makeup photos were exposed, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Just as I was anxious about this, a new news popped up in TX in the lower right corner of the computer: Only half an hour after the stock market opened today, the stock price of Qiu's Group fell to a halt.

No way!

Qiu Lingyang couldn't help but exclaim, although she didn't understand the stock market, it was the first time that Qiu's stock price fell and was suspended.

Finished! It's really over this time!

Last night, she just wanted to vent the resentment that had been pent up in her heart for many years, and she didn't think that the consequences would be so serious.

That person wouldn't let her go.

Sure enough, the phone rang, and the caller ID was the man's secretary.

She answered: "Hello! ”

I don't know what was said, but she said, "I know, I'll go back right away." ”

It had been an hour since she drove back to Qiu's villa in the middle of the mountain, and as soon as she got out of the car, Mother Lin ran over: "Miss, the master is very angry now, you must be careful." ”

"Hmm." Qiu Lingyang nodded and didn't say anything more.

Across the lawn in the front yard, she came to the main hall, and as soon as she stepped inside, a ceramic cup filled with water flew by.

The glass of water hit her left shoulder, and the tea quickly spread over her clothes, but fortunately it was cold and not very hot. Although there was no burn, it still hurt.