Dear wife: please be gentle, president

"Jun ... This child isn' t too mature yet. Following ceo ye would probably cause you trouble. This was his sincere words, not that he was afraid that his son would go to work for ye yimo.

"Don' t worry, having a relative by your side always feels at ease. I' m also in charge of the job. In private, uncle yan, you can teach him again. I believe that he' ll grow up very quickly." "

The word" relative" made uncle yan feel very heartwarming. After all, all these years of hard work was worth it. Yan jun was his biological son, and ye yimo was not his other son.

Ye yimo didn' t want uncle yan to work so hard to run around with him.ever since he was 15 years old, uncle yan had been a father. It was time for the father to take a good rest and enjoy his comfortable time, and he had a long way to go.

"Rest is back to rest. Uncle yan, please help me investigate the truth about xiao qing's injury three years ago." Right, and that zhang quting. Get someone to keep an eye on her. I'm afraid what she said to me today was a lot of dishonesty. "

Ye yimo's eyes were filled with viciousness. Zhang quting must think that her excuse was flawless, but who was ye yimo?

At that time, fu yingying was already his fiancée. No matter from what angle, zhang quting asked in such a situation

Her words were not normal, but why on earth did she know that her father was seriously injured three years ago and almost couldn' t survive ... Was it really that complicated three years ago?

At this moment, fu qing was dressed in a tight black sportswear and was standing on the boxing ring. Her exquisite figure was completely visible, but her eyes were filled with endless cold light. The muscular man standing opposite her looked a little weak.

"Miss fu, your current training is far from reaching the level of confrontation. Do you have to fight? "

The muscular man was fu qing's boxing coach. When he saw the skinny woman come looking for him as a coach, he thought that fu qing was interested in him because it was rare for such a beautiful woman to choose boxing. There were also some fat women who chose boxing as a weight loss.

And fu qing found him, actually said he wanted to learn to fight boxing, the simple thought of the muscular man at that time not less flirtatious pay off. Until later the muscular man found that fu qing had some talent, boxing is very good, but some lack of strength.

She punched him in the stomach and emphasized that she was here to learn the proper boxing skills. If he failed, he would be replaced immediately. The muscular man was completely sober and did not take any excessive actions. After all, yin anhua had been treated like this when she came to register for him in the boxing class.

As a student, he had lost three years of his bonus.

"Don't talk nonsense. "Said fu qing, punching him.

The muscular man was also a man who knew his limits. He could tell that the student was in a bad mood today. He must have wanted to vent his anger in this way, so he spent most of the time paying the bill before punching again. He was doing some proper counterattack.

Fu qing punched, but his head was completely numb.

Ye yimo, this person had been lying to her from the start to the end.he had been saying some nice things, but he was secretly digging his own corner. What on earth should he do to such a person? If she really couldn' t move ye yimo, how could she help her mother get revenge ...

The more fu qing thought about it, the more confused she became. Coincidentally, her phone rang at this time. Could it be ye yimo? She didn' t know why she had this thought, but this distraction made her have no time to retaliate. The muscular man punched her right cheek and then fell to the ground, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The muscular man was obviously shocked. He quickly pulled out his boxing jacket and went forward to help pay the bill. He kept apologizing.

Fu qing shook his head." I don't blame you. I was distracted. Thank you for today. After that, she pulled out her gloves and walked out of the ring, picking up the phone that had already hung up.

It wasn' t ye yimo. Did she still think that he would call to explain to her? In fact, he didn' t want to help the fu family, but for some helpless reason ...

Then, the phone call came again. Fu qing picked up the phone and found out that this person was su man, the french perfumer she had mentioned to song jiachen earlier.

"Xiao qing, don' t tell me you forgot about me. Didn' t you say that you invited me to china to help you with your perfume? Su man's voice was still so charming, and it matched his image very well.

"En ..." Fu qing was about to say something when she suddenly hissed in pain from the wound that the muscular man had hit.

"What is it, xiao qing? "Asked suman with some concern.

"Well, it's all right. I accidentally got hurt in a fight with the coach just now. "Said he.

"You really went to boxing? Su man couldn' t help but laugh. "What if violence hurts your delicate face? "

"I'm really sorry, but I did hurt my face. Fu qing shook his head helplessly." By the way, I want to tell you that the perfume project is likely to be shelved for a while ..."