Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Yun Can woke up like a dream, looked at the time, it was already 05:30, forget it, go to work overtime.

She sat down to revise the manuscript, but she was restless and fidgety. From time to time, she picked up her mobile phone to look at it, feeling restless and unable to do anything.

As time passed by, she became more and more entangled, struggling on the table, to go, or not to go?

"Crotch." She couldn't wait to pick up the phone to read the text message, and it was another spam message, which was really annoying and annoying.

She couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed her bag and coat, rushed to the manager's office, knocked on the door, and broke in directly.

"Manager, I want to ask for leave."

Yu Minglang was startled, "You never ask for leave, is there anything important?"

She is a workaholic. She never refuses all kinds of overtime work. She is ok for any night and is willing to work overtime for others, so she is very popular in the company.

Fan Yuncan was in a hurry, it was 06:30, and he hoped there would be no traffic jams on the road, and he might be late if he rushed there.

"A bastard is back, and I'm going to see her."

Yu Minglang has known her for several years, and she has always been that kind of gentle and polite girl, very modest and sensible, suddenly seeing another side of her feels very novel.

"Asshole? Do you want me to beat him up for you?"

He was joking, but Fan Yuncan's eyes were as bright as stars, and his voice was octave higher, "Beat her? Do you dare? If you dare, I will take you with me."

She suddenly regained her spirits, her whole person was different, full of vitality and bright eyes.

With a heartbeat, he readily agreed, "Okay, that's the decision."

He was so happy, she was startled, "Huh?"

As soon as they said they would leave, the two of them left the company one after the other, gathered downstairs, and drove straight to their destination.

Hurry up and hurry up, still more than half an hour late.

Fan Qihua looked at the door frequently, her heart was in mid-air, her heart fluttered, she hadn't seen her daughter for a month, is she doing well?Do you have regular meals?

Qingting had already ordered six dishes and one soup, his stomach was growling with hunger, he flicked through the menu in boredom and ordered dim sum, he ate every bite, filling his stomach first.

A man and a woman appeared at the door, Fan Qihua's eyes lit up, and he waved at her, "Yun Can, here."

Qingting raised her head sharply, Fan Yuncan had grown up, her face was no longer baby fat, her chin became sharper, she became very fashionable, she was good at dressing herself up, and her makeup was exquisite.

When Fan Yuncan saw her for the first time, he was startled, but Qingting did not change much, her eyebrows and eyes were raised, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and there was a hint of handsomeness in her charm.

"Hmph." Her mood was very complicated and could not be described in words.

Qingting rolled her eyes towards the sky, "What are you talking about, it's impolite, call me sister."

Yu Minglang thought it was his ex-boyfriend, but he didn't expect that she was a delicate and lively woman.

The corners of Fan Yuncan's mouth twitched, and he sat down directly in front of her, "Since when have you been so thick-skinned? Do I know you very well?"

Obviously she broke contact, like a kite with a broken string, it has been there for many years, completely ignoring the feelings of the people she left behind.

How can she act like nothing happened?

Qingting's eyes fell on Minglang, a little curious, "Seven-percent familiar."

Rare?Not steak!Fan Yuncan wants to laugh but also wants to curse, she is like this, no matter how outrageous things she has done, she is so calm, "You..."

A waiter came over and interrupted her inadvertently, "Several, are you all here? Are you ready to serve?"

Qingting nodded slightly, "It's time to go."

Every movement of one's feet and every movement of one's hand exudes dignity and elegance, and there is also a kind of lofty and unattainable posture.