Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"To be honest, what I'm looking at is your company's potential." When Si Yue said this, he was looking at Wen Qian. Everyone knew what it meant, and no one pointed it out.

Only Wen Qian is uncomfortable, Si Yue is forcing her to owe favors.

No one had any objections to the rest of the clauses, and Wen Qian and Si Yue signed their respective names in front of the lawyers of both parties.

Back in the office, Wen Qian suddenly turned her head and bowed to Si Yue: "Thank you, I will return the favor for this project."

Si Yue patted his heart, and joked with a smile: "I thought you were going to attack me when you gave such a big gift all of a sudden."

Wen Qian had no desire to laugh at all: "This joke is not funny at all."

Si Yue also felt a little dry, so he laughed twice to cheer himself up.

"When are you going back to country Y?" Wen Qian remembered Tu Meiling's question.

"Why, do you want to go back with me?"

Wen Qian's small face collapsed in an instant, as long as she told some jokes once.

"Think too much, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

Wen Qian returned to her seat, and really put Si Yue on the spot as air and started to work.

"Tsk, how heartless, I will probably go back after attending your wedding."

After all, he was the first to lose and told the time to go back.

Vincent nodded to show that she understood.

"What Yicheng did to the printing factory, I apologize to you on his behalf, but I also know the little tricks behind your back, there will be no next time."

This time she had no choice but to, Fu Yicheng was already very angry, and next time, Wen Qian would stand with Fu Yicheng no matter how difficult it was.

The movements of Si Yue's hands slowed down unconsciously: "You know...don't blame me?"

He made a fuss about Vincy.

Wen Qian laughed softly. If the two were still friends, she would definitely be angry and ask Si Yue why he did this, but now, she won't bother with Si Yue because it's not worth it.

"I don't want to care about the competition between you and Yicheng in other areas. You should go back immediately after attending the wedding."

Wen Qian once again issued an order to evict customers. The boss of a large company in Siyue stayed in City J all day, and he was not afraid of chaos in the headquarters of Country Y.

"I don't need to emphasize this anymore. After attending the wedding, I might be sad and go back on the plane overnight." Wen Qian didn't need to rush.

Wen Qian didn't pay any attention to his poor mouth, Si Yue felt bored, and left without even saying hello.

Wen Qian knew that he was leaving, but she didn't look up. Leaving without saying goodbye would make it less embarrassing for both of them.

Ever since Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian's two-person world on the island was interrupted by Fu Rongmo for asking for advice, Fu Yicheng has been looking for an enlightenment teacher for Fu Rongmo.

Because he was too young, Fu Yicheng planned to cultivate his interest in art first, so he came earlier with the contact information and profiles of several masters.

As soon as Wen Qian got home, he was mysteriously pulled into the room to choose a teacher.

With Wen Sijie's lesson, Wen Qian dare not be careless in her teacher's choice.

"Why so suddenly? Didn't discuss it with me beforehand."

"Isn't this just discussing in advance?"

Fu Rongmo's talent in this area is believed to be well known to Wen Qian, and sooner or later the teacher will be hired.

"Where did you find these people? Are they reliable?" Wen Qian picked up a teacher's resume and looked through it. A painting teacher with more than 30 years of experience, who specializes in teaching children's enlightenment, looks quite safe. .

Fu Yicheng naturally wrapped his arms around Wen Qian's waist from behind, and found a comfortable position for both of them: "After you confirm the candidate, let's call him home for a chat."

Don't trust everything in the information.

Wen Qian's whole body was sticky, she hadn't showered all day, and she was struggling to separate from Fu Yicheng, but after turning around, not only did she not separate, but she confronted Fu Yicheng head-on.

"I'm going to take a shower, let me go."

Fu Yicheng lowered his head and sniffed: "I'm in such a hurry to take a bath because I'm afraid I'll smell something I shouldn't smell?"

Why does this sound so strange?

"You know that I met Si Yue today, right?" But the closest distance between her and Si Yue was several meters, how could she catch his scent?

"I know." He thought that Wen Qian would not take the initiative to tell him, if Wen Qian kept it from him, it would mean that she had something in her heart, and now Fu Yicheng was relieved.

In just a few seconds, Fu Yicheng's mood was like a roller coaster, with several ups and downs.

"Chu Yao came to the company to make trouble, you also know it? I must be compensated."

She didn't discuss with Fu Yicheng, but informed Fu Yicheng.

Fu Yicheng patted Wen Qian's forehead helplessly: "I never asked him for compensation."

"That's because he didn't go to Shengtong to make trouble?" Otherwise, with Fu Yicheng's character of vengeance, Chu Yao would have been cheated a long time ago and couldn't find it.

When Fu Yicheng said this, he couldn't find anything to refute for a while, Wen Qian really knew him too well.

"I'll help you find Chu Yao for compensation, so don't go."

Fu Yicheng didn't want Wen Qian and Chu Yao to have too much contact.

"Okay, can you let me take a shower now?" Wen Qian grabbed Fu Yicheng's arm, but she still couldn't push it away, but was hugged even tighter.

"Let's wash it later."

The earth was spinning, and Wen Qian was crushed on the bed...

The next day, Wen Qian felt that all the teachers who were close to her eyes were found, and the whole house was like an interview scene.

Rao is a teacher who has decades of experience in the industry, but the people he faces are all children. At first glance, he is still a little embarrassed when he faces the aura of two superiors.

"I don't know Mr. Fu, what does Mrs. Fu want from me?"

Fu Yicheng leaned on the sofa, and seemed not to care much about the interviewing teacher, while Wen Qian put her hands on her knees and propped her chin.

"We are looking for a teacher for Rong Mo. I have already seen your teaching experience."

The child of the Fu family, from the moment he was born, I don't know how many people have been thinking about it. I heard that the early childhood teacher was hired, but then I don't know what happened, and the early childhood teacher was dismissed.

It is her honor to teach Fu Rongmo.

The news about Wen Sijie was blocked by Fu Yicheng.

"I don't know what your class schedule is like, teacher? Is the class at home or is there a special class?"

"I teach one-on-one, and the time is two days on weekends." She is an art teacher in an elementary school, so she is only free for two days on weekends.

"Of course, if Mrs. Fu needs it, we can arrange the time flexibly."

"I don't know how talented your son is in painting?" The teacher didn't mindlessly praise Fu Rongmo because of Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng, which made Wen Qian feel relieved.

"You'll find out after a while." It's useless for her to be satisfied, Fu Rongmo needs to be satisfied too, and after exchanging glances with Fu Yicheng, she led the teacher upstairs.

Fu Rongmo was reading in Fu Yicheng's study. Fu Yicheng's study was open to him, and he didn't know if he could read it or not. A small ball was holding a book that was much bigger than his palm and was seriously gnawing on it.

"sweet dumpling."