The Big-name Crazy Wife

The designer stood behind Yu Sheng, his eyes were pure without a trace of impurity. There is no doubt that he was just admiring his own work, and Yu Sheng was just one of his works.

"Mrs. Shen, this dress matches your style very well. Although gray is the main fashion color this year, but there are many people wearing it, it is no different from a street stall.

The original idea of ​​designing this coat is to highlight the difference and express individuality. "

Yu Sheng didn't have much interest in these concepts and the like, but just felt that this suit could make her heart flutter.

"Wrap up this set of clothes for me, and wrap up all the sets you tried just now." Looking at herself in the mirror, Yu Sheng was pleasantly surprised.

Probably because of being overly spoiled by Shen Yu, she has let herself go too much in the past few years. There is nothing wrong with her being a boss now, but she still has a career that she likes very much, and she is also an actress.

As an actress, Fang Fei is committing suicide regardless of her figure. In the current entertainment industry, there are only a few who have survived for many years and finally got ahead because of their acting skills.

Almost no one can leave their face. When putting on makeup just now, Yu Sheng had already noticed that the small face that was originally delicate and the size of a palm is now round like a noble lady.

There are a lot of things in the company these two days, and I can only sleep for four hours on average every day, and the bags under my eyes have begun to disappear.

How old is she, is she going to be a beauty so soon?
After the delicate care, her body felt a little more girlish, and her stomach bulged slightly. This was thanks to the gym, otherwise, how could there be such a small lump on her stomach?
"Mrs. Shen has packed all the clothes for you. Will they be delivered to your residence or put in the car you are accompanying?"

The designer handed over the receipt, and Yu Sheng was in a daze. When the eyes were not looking at people, the black pupils were like a deep spring, without any waves.

Unable to see her emotions, the designer sweated a lot. This month's performance depends on today. If Mrs. Shen doesn't want it temporarily, he will definitely be scolded to death by the person in charge of the district.

"Oh, sorry, I was in a daze just now, I'll give you the card after swiping it."

Randomly took out a card from the wallet and handed it to the designer. Anyway, the amount of each card must be enough.

The time was a little earlier than Yu Sheng expected. She was about to visit Jun's house, and Feynman was still preparing to negotiate with the other party to arrange the time.

Mrs. Jun's invitation has already arrived in her car. It's not at home or at the company, but she chose to have someone deliver it to her car.

The font on it is very beautiful, but it made Yu Sheng feel terrified when he saw it.

"Miss Chen, I've been watching you for a long time, let's have a cup of coffee together when I have time." Mrs. Jun's name was written on the inscription, and she was written in regular lowercase characters, just like Mrs. Jun's tense face.

"Light of Hokkaido"

Yu Sheng looked up at the agreed place, the name was chosen like the cake shops that can be seen everywhere in W City.

You have to show your card when you enter the door. A restaurant like this kind of arrogant and indifferent to the passing of customers is probably a game played by a rich person to adjust his life.

In other words, in their view, there is no big difference from the play house that children love to play.

One is physical investment, and the other is virtual economy.

Yu Sheng handed over the note, and the waiter asked her to wait at the door for a while.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a purple vest came out from inside. Judging by the attitude of the others, it should be that a certain leader was right.

"Miss Chen, please, my wife is already waiting on the third floor."

Mrs?To be able to call Mrs. Jun that way, this place is probably one of the properties of Mrs. Jun's natal family.

When rich people like to marry their daughters, they are used to dowry shops and other things. This habit has not changed since ancient times.

Following the person in charge, she got on the direct elevator. Mrs. Jun was waiting for her on the third floor, and there were two bodyguards guarding the elevator door.

The roots of the thighs are bulging, and you can step on something without thinking.

Therefore, the so-called restrictions on firearms in China can only be discussed on paper, and real rich people will not spend this money to buy a pistol.

A fuchsia mink coat, with a decent scarf made of fox fur around the neck, the entire root of the neck is buried in it.

The beauty of fur is something that many people cannot appreciate.

"You're here? I thought Miss Chen was too scared to come over."

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Madam is a human being and I am also a human being. Humans cannot do things that cannibalize people. Even if others want to eat me, they have to see if I am willing to be eaten."

Yu Sheng looked at Mrs. Jun with a smile, her eyes were arrogant, everyone was equal, she was cooperating with the Jun family, and the cooperation itself was a win-win thing.

There's no need for her to look like she owes her, Yu Sheng has to bear her dead look silently.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I have changed a lot. It seems that the rumors about you on the Internet are not true. Maybe this is what you are like."

"The original look?" Yu Sheng smiled, just because he didn't give her enough face by being obedient, can he prove that he is a person who respects the old and loves the young?

"Mrs. Jun, what do you want me to be like? We met for the first time. Master Jun is now an artist under my banner. We can be regarded as friends. Isn't it right for me to call Mrs. Jun? Or should I call you when I see you in the future?" Aunt?"

The word "auntie" has different meanings in different places, and it's not something that can be finished just by saying it.

Mrs. Jun's complexion changed, and after a while, a sentence came out, "Sharp teeth!"

"Mrs. Jun, let me just take it as you are complimenting me."

Mrs. Jun wanted to get angry when she reached out and didn't hit the smiling face, but Yu Sheng kept greeting her with a smiling face, so she couldn't find an excuse.

She didn't answer Yu Sheng without mentioning it, and leisurely ate up the plate of pineapples on the table.

Recently, she has been controlling her diet, but she is a pregnant woman after all. Once her appetite is opened, she is in a state of being out of control.

My stomach rumbled inappropriately, "Well, Mrs. Jun, do you mind if I order some snacks?"

"As actors, are you already so self-disciplined? What time do you eat, and you want the audience to pay for you?"

Yu Sheng found that Mrs. Jun's thinking was very conservative, and whenever actors were mentioned, the word "actor" almost blurted out.

"Mrs. Jun, I'm just hungry. After all, I'm also a pregnant woman. I'll pay for this meal myself. Don't make things difficult for me, okay?"

Saying that, Yu Sheng called my waiter and ordered a taro ball, added a glass of corn juice, and took out 100 yuan from his wallet.

He said meaningfully to the waiter: "Hey, this is the money for my meal, you must not give too much to Jun and his wife."

The waiter was a little stunned when he heard that, and looked at Mrs. Jun with a strange look.