Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Mrs. Yue reached out and gave Yue to listen to the wind: "Even if I say thank you, I will go, what are you doing!"

Yue Tingfeng stood up and sorted out her clothes: "It's not an old saying, mother debts are paid, mother-in-law's affection, naturally you have to pay them back, we mother and son, you don't have to be polite with me Let's go. "

Mrs. Yue ...

She squinted at Yue Tingfeng and went into the house with a look of loneliness, and left with vigor.

Mrs. Yue could not help but smiled and shook her head: "This idiot ..."

Wuzhen was so eager to listen, couldn't help asking, "Mrs., haven't you always disliked Miss Yan? Why?"

Mrs. Yue raised her eyebrows, took the jewellery that Wuyi was holding in her hand, and raised her chin to drop a sentence: "I don't like it now."

......

Yue Tingfeng felt that the whole person had suppressed so many days of unhappiness, and finally dispersed some.

He wanted to see Yan Qingsi, but when she left the other day, she pressed on top of his head, making him uncomfortable, as if you just went to her, that was to communicate with her physically.

Ke Yue didn't want to listen to the wind, yes, he didn't.

He used to clearly want to sleep Yan Qingsi to wake up naturally, but now he has a chance, but he is unwilling to use it.

Yue Tingfeng didn't know why. He thought, but couldn't figure it out, so he didn't want to think about it. He was afraid that he would understand, it would be more painful.

But seeing no one, he was uncomfortable, he had insomnia, he just missed her.

Fortunately, my mother gave me a helping hand this time to solve a big problem.

Yue Tingfeng really felt that his mother had really accumulated the character of the former pit son, and this time she had accumulated all of this.

Yue Tingfeng called Jiang and said, "Buy me a gift."

"What kind of gift do you want?"

"A gift is a gift! Where are you so much nonsense."

Jiang Lai couldn't help but press hard: "But who do you want to send. What does the other person like?"

"Forget it, I bought it myself. This little thing can't be done well. You go with Wu Fang." Yue Tingfeng hung up the phone directly. Leaving Jiang alone, holding his mobile phone with a look of embarrassment.

Yue Tingfeng ran to the mall for a long time to buy and leave, and ran to Zhenhunqu Studio, only to find that ... people have gone to Jingcheng to film.

Leng Ran looked at the black-faced Yue listening to the wind and asked carefully: "Don't you know Mr. Yue? Didn't ... Sister Qingsi didn't tell you?"

Yue listened to the wind and gritted his teeth. The boy in front of him was really embarrassed. Did he have to mention this?

Yue Tingfeng said coldly, "Of course I said, I am the investor of this show, shall I check the progress?"

"Of course you can," Leng Ran said quickly.

Yan Qingsi wasn't here, and Yue Tingfeng naturally didn't bother to stay here for an extra second. The good mood brought out from the house before was all gone here.

Yue Tingfeng turned and walked away, Leng Ran said in the back: "You ... walk slowly."

Yue Tingfeng frowned at the wonderful gift in the car, cut it, and threw it behind her.

He took out his mobile phone to call Jiang, and said, "I'm going to Jingcheng for business."

Jiang Lai flipped through the itinerary and was wondering: "Boss, but recently you have made arrangements to go to country M, have a trip to Tianhai City, haven't gone to Jingcheng? And recently, no."

Yue heard the wind gritted his teeth, and really wanted to slap him up, this elm head.

"No, won't you add it to me?"

"But ... no ... yes."

"I don't care, you add me ..."