So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

The volcano erupted, and she stood up, with an angry expression on Lihua's rainy face, she pointed at Lu Anyi, and cursed loudly, "Bitch, what are you doing here? Get out, you are not welcome here."

"Yao Qin, pay attention to your identity today. Do you want to take the lead in making trouble in front of your father's mourning hall?" Fu Junmei, who stood opposite Yao Qin, reprimanded Yao Qin sharply.

"When my parents passed away, President Yao dragged his family to attend the memorial service. Now that President Yao has also gone, it is only natural for me to repay the favor."

To be honest, Lu Anyi was really angry in her heart. She was not around when Lu Zhengyu died, but she could have imagined that Yao Wanwan would go to the mourning hall and say something sarcastic.

Lu Zhenyang was sick and hospitalized, he took chrysanthemums to see a doctor, also said a lot of sarcastic remarks, Zhang Xue passed away, he also took his family with him, and let Yao Qin make noise in front of Zhang Xue's mourning hall. [

Thinking about these things, the anger in her heart could not be extinguished for days and nights. Yao Qin was scolded by Fu Junmei and did not continue to quarrel with her, and took two steps back holding back her anger.

Lu Anyi bowed deeply to Yao Wanwan's portrait three times, and sighed softly, "President Yao, you have fought and robbed my father all your life, and you will end up hugging him alone, as the saying goes Be careful around, how have you ever been careful?"

After she finished speaking, she turned to face Fu Junmei, and slightly bent over, "Mrs. Yao, please mourn...!"

Deliberately prolonging the ending, Fu Junmei was surprisingly calm. How could she not know that there was something in Lu Anyi's words, but her eyes and expression didn't change a bit, and she returned a slight salute to Lu Anyi.

"Thank you."

"Then let's go first. My father-in-law's general election is about to start. These two days are relatively busy. We will come to visit Mrs. Yao when we have time." Lu Anyi finished speaking respectfully, turned around and nodded to Yao Yi, then turned around with Pei Yifeng Go to the door.

The moment she turned around, she finally saw the flashing sharp gaze in Fu Junmei's eyes, and she was secretly proud that Pei Yifeng didn't say a word from the moment he entered the door, that he came here specially to accompany Lu Anyi.

There were many media reporters at the entrance of the mourning hall. Lu Anyi saw Wan Qianqian in the crowd, and Wan Qianqian happened to see her and waved at her.

"Sister An Yi." Wan Qianqian was dressed in plain clothes, still looking very fresh, with a camera in his hand, he trotted towards Lu Anyi.

Lu Anyi looked at Wan Qianqian who was running towards her, and frowned slightly. When Wan Qianqian approached, she asked curiously, "Are you the only reporter in your magazine? Why are you the only one who has everything going on?"

Wan Qianqian shook his head with a smile and said, "No, there was a senior who came with me, but she had something to do with her family, so I came alone."

Lu Anyi looked at Wan Qianqian's innocent expression, and thought to herself, this silly girl didn't know every time she was tricked by her colleagues, and every time she came out together, and then let her do things alone, she never doubted it.

It's not a big deal at all, let her keep it simple, with her personality, if she tells her about those possibilities, she might have to argue with them in front of everyone in the office when she goes back.

It's okay if the theory is good, but if it's not good, then she may be excluded everywhere when she is working.