Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Wen Qian really believed it, because Zhao Daixin's bag was gone, and the explanation of robbery was sufficient.

"Aren't you good at beating? What street gangsters can beat you like this? Do you remember their faces?" Wen Qian must seek justice for Zhao Daixin.

"There are so many people on the other side, I didn't see their faces."

The more Zhao Daixin talked, the paler his face became. Wen Qian didn't dare to ask any more questions, and picked up the porridge made by her aunt at home: "You just woke up, eat something."

Zhao Daixin didn't continue to speak forcefully, but ate porridge in small bites, and had to settle the score with Si Yue when she recovered.

Wen Qian waited for Zhao Daixin to fall asleep before leaving the ward. Meng Xiaoran just got off work, so she came over to check on the situation: "Is the little assistant okay?"

Wen Qian shook her head, how could it be so fast: "Chu Feng is back and you are free to visit my assistant?"

Unexpectedly, she glared at Wen Qian angrily, and said as if she was the kind of person who forgets righteousness when she sees sex: "Did you ask who did it?"

Wen Qian shook her head, and looked helplessly at Zhao Daixin who was sleeping in the ward: "She only said that it was made by street gangsters, and she also saw what it looked like."

"Then should we call the police?"

"Farewell, let Xiaoxin decide for herself." Call the police now, and the police will definitely disturb her rest. Besides, Zhao Daixin was found at the back door of the hospital, which shows how confident those gangsters are.

Meng Xiaoran stopped talking too much, and patted Wen Qian on the shoulder in comfort, since she is here at the hospital, there is nothing to worry about.

it is more than words.

Shengjing failed to lobby Fu Yicheng, and planned to start with the people around Fu Yicheng. There are many and different versions of the love story between Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian in J City, and no matter which version, the final conclusion is that they are very happy. fall in love.

What Sheng Jing didn't like the most were these sour poems. After reading them one by one, his head grew dizzy.

At the same time, Wen Qian's photo was sent to his mailbox. She is a public figure, so it is easy to find her photo. Unexpectedly, Fu Yicheng's wife is quite good-looking.

It's just that the previous experience was a bit bad, growing up in a single-parent family, and being sent to Fu Yicheng's side was entirely because of a blood-sucking father.

All in all, Wen Qian has many weaknesses, but the easiest one to overcome is Shen Qing.

At the door of Shen Qing's apartment, Sheng Jing took the note in his hand and checked the address several times: "This is it."

After tidying up his attire, he solemnly rang the doorbell. Those who didn't know thought it was the first time his son-in-law came to visit.

Soon a middle-aged woman appeared, seeing an unfamiliar face, she didn't open the door immediately: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged woman seemed to fit Wen Qian's mother's temperament: "Auntie, are you Ms. Shen?"

The aunt inside the door smiled: "Young man, do you have anything to do with our Ms. Shen?"

"Ah?" Sheng Jing was stunned for two seconds, but unexpectedly, he recognized the wrong person: "I'm here to discuss cooperation with Ms. Shen, and this is my business card."

Sheng Jing casually got the title of manager of the clothing department in the company. For the sake of Fu Yicheng, his father who always disliked him, did it this time for the first time.

Auntie took the business card and looked at Shengjing a few more times. He is a very energetic young man, and he should not lie: "Just wait a moment."

Went in with a business card.

Shen Qing is drawing a picture, she can't let Wen Qian take care of her all the time, make some clothes by herself, and pass the time by the way.

"Ma'am, a clothing manager came outside the door and said he wanted to talk to you about business."

Shen lightly put down the pencil, with a question mark all over her head. She is all in private business, and no company has ever approached her, but this business card looks authentic: "Sheng Jing."

"Madam, would you like to invite him in?"

"Ask him to come in. I'll call Sissy." Check to see if there is such a person.

Sheng Jing thought that he would be turned away because the auntie took a long time to go in: "Thank you."

Auntie brought Sheng Jing to the living room and went down, ignoring his thanks. The wife didn't seem to like the manager very much when she saw his business card just now.

Shen Qing is talking to Wen Qian in the studio: "Qi Qian, are you busy?"

She can often see Wen Qian's itinerary on the news, so she dare not call her for fear of disturbing Wen Qian.

Wen Qian just came out of the hospital, Zhao Daixin had to drive by herself when she was hospitalized, and she just put on her seat belt: "Not busy, Mom, what's the matter?"

"A man named Sheng Jing came to see me just now, do you know this man?"

Grand view?Why does the name Wen Qian sound so familiar?
Wen Qian's facial features wrinkled into a ball and thought for a while, and finally remembered that it was the "crazy" person who came from the capital to look for Fu Yicheng

This is how Fu Yicheng described him. She was drunk that night at the dinner party, and Fu Yicheng mentioned it. Naturally, she would not pay attention to those who Fu Yicheng didn't care about.

But now that this person actually went to find his mother, the purpose needs to be studied.

Wen Qian's heart suddenly rose: "Where is he with you now?"

"I asked my aunt to bring him in. He is sitting in the living room now. Is there any problem?"

Wen Qian put on the Bluetooth while starting the car, and the car flew out like an arrow from the string: "Mom, he's not a good person, you hold him back first, I'll go over now."

"Ah... hello?" Shen Qing wanted to say something more, but Wen Qian had already hung up the phone.

He hesitated for a while before going downstairs: "Mr. Sheng, I've been waiting for a long time."

Sheng Jing hurriedly got up, stepped back modestly and saluted Shen Qing: "Aunt Shen, you're welcome, just call me Sheng Jing, I'm here today to talk about clothing cooperation."

Sheng Jing went straight to the point, and in order to win Shen Qing's trust, he also brought the information he had collected on Shen Qing's classic clothes.

Shen Qing chatted intermittently until Wen Qian suddenly appeared.

Wen Qian's anxious hair was blown into her mouth by the wind, and she was panting heavily. In fact, the journey was not very far, mainly because she was worried about Shen Qing's safety.

After confirming that Shen Qing was fine, he took the time to brush back his hair and get to know Sheng Jing formally.

Sheng Jing was talking about being excited, he said why Shen Qing ignored him, it turned out to be delaying time, it seems that they all knew about it.

"Mrs. Fu is really well-informed, so I don't think I need to introduce you."

Wen Qian's aura is full, but she can't hold down Sheng Jing. His goal is Fu Yicheng. If it's not good enough, he can come to her directly. She looks down on getting involved with innocent people.

"Since Mr. Sheng knows my identity, what is the intention of coming to my mother?"

Shen Qing didn't expect that as soon as Wen Qian came in, the atmosphere would be tense. There seemed to be the sound of swords and guns fighting in the air. She tugged on Wen Qian's clothes and feet worriedly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Qi Qian, Can you handle it?"

If Sheng Jing had shown such momentum to Shen Qing just now, Shen Qing might not be able to hold on for 2 minutes, this Sheng Jing was more dangerous than she imagined.

"Don't worry, Mom." Wen Qian blocked Shen Qing with her body.