The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

This move was full of hints and provocations, so that Shen Chenling almost failed to hold the skewers. He looked at Gu Cheng'an as if poisoned, and he almost couldn't help punching him.

A horn sounded, and then a car drove directly towards them without any intention of stopping.

Mo Shang stood up, looked at the car with a bad expression on his face, and then the car parked firmly next to the table, within a distance of one meter, the car could be overturned to the ground.

"Mo Shang, are you okay?" Yu Liang ran over in fright, looked at Mo Shang worriedly, worried that he would be rubbed by a car.

Mo Shang gently shook his head, staring at the car.

The car door opened, Yao Zian got out of the car, and greeted them with a warm and familiar smile, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Lu, it seems that it is really fate. We met at the picnic last year, and we will meet again this year."

Yu Liang stared at Yao Zi'an covetously. Although she was not familiar with him, she knew her, so she softly called "Mo Shang."

Mo Shang held her hand and patted it lightly, saying that it was all right, and told her not to worry.

Turning to Yao Zian, he said, "Mr. Yao is free to come out to play today. The company's affairs have been taken care of?"

"The company's affairs are managed by people. As the president, I can't have to worry about everything. Otherwise, why should I support them with such a high salary? The company does not support idlers."

Yao Zian said with a smile, his tone was like a very familiar old friend with Mo Shang.

While they were talking, two people got down from the back seat, Xiaoshan followed Anna, timidly afraid to speak, and took it by herself quietly.

Anna greeted them very friendly, "Hello, we meet again."

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Ling'er put down the skewers in her hand and ran to Qiao Anhao's side. She looked at Yao Zian with some dislike, and gently tugged at the corner of Qiao Anhao's clothes.

Lu Yicheng reached out and touched Xiao Ling'er's head, reached out to hug her up, and said in a low voice, "Daddy is here."

Walking over with Ling'er in his arms, Lu Yisheng's gaze passed over Anna and landed on Yao Zian's body, and finally placed it on Yao Zian's lap. He asked, "President Yao, you've been hurt for a hundred days."

Lu Yicheng was hinting at Yao Zian's legs, how could Yao Zian not know about it?
He squeezed his fists, stretched out his hand to hold Anna in his arms, and said warmly, "Don't worry, a small injury won't kill anyone. Don't bother Mr. Lu with this problem. You don't have to worry about it, after all, Feng Shui turns around, right?"

"That's what Mr. Yao said. Mr. Yao is the best when he shoots himself in the foot." Before Lu Yisheng could speak, Qiao Anhao walked over with a smile on his face.

Her almond eyes were full of malice, but she smiled so sincerely.

With a gentle voice, he said stinging words, "Mr. Yao, is it true to hear that your limping can't be cured? That's really very happy. Of course, I mean regret."

Qiao An looked at Yao Zian with a good smile. When the breeze blows, her long hair flutters gently, making her look so beautiful. Of course, her words can be ignored as a premise.

Yao Zian's face was turned blue and white by Qiao Anhao, but he also knew that Qiao Anhao would fight back in this way, so his anger was anger, but he didn't lose his demeanor because of it.