This wealthy family is too rich for me

After Jing Yiren went in, she happened to see Fang Wenxiu doing facial care.

"I've ordered service for you, you wait there for a while."

Fang Wenxiu closed her eyes and said.

Maybe it's because the technician's technique is good, or maybe it's because she's changed out of expensive luxury goods, her voice lacks the previous arrogance.

Not long after, the technician walked in pushing the instrument.

In fact, there are professional masseuses and beauticians in Dongfang's family.

But looking for Jing Yiren to come out, there must be a lot of things that are inconvenient to say at home.

And those words must be something she didn't want to hear very much.

The technique of the technician was really good. When Jing Yiren was drowsy, the technician finally helped her apply the mask and backed out.

"What do you think about what I said?"

Fang Wenxiu asked.

Jing Yiren cheered up and said softly: "Auntie, I think so.

At any time, you must follow your heart.

At any stage, it only represents one identity of oneself. "

"Just like Dongfang Yanhe's wife, I respect him, love him and love him, this is the basic principle of being a wife.

As a designer, it is my duty to make every design that satisfies customers and myself.

It's not about who the client is, it's about who I am. "

The room was so quiet that the sound of cars outside could almost be heard.

After a long time, when Jing Yiren was about to take off the mask, Fang Wenxiu's voice was heard.

"I agree with your opinion.

But still stand firm.

It can be said that the Dongfang family has reached its unprecedented peak in Yanhe's generation.

And you, as his wife, should consider the whole family.

To make an inappropriate analogy, which dynasty's queen have you ever seen made straw sandals for others? "

Speaking of this, Fang Wenxiu took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.

"Of course, it's not about status, it's about decency.

To tell you the truth, since you married into our family, I don't like it.

Yanhe is so good, he should find a better one, or one that will help him.

But I am such a son, and I want to be satisfied with what he insists on. "

"I thought, even if you can't help him in his career, at least be someone he likes.

But that doesn't seem to be the case now. "

Hearing this, Jing Yiren took off the mask and sat up: "Auntie, I think you still misunderstood.

I had a good time with Noble. "

Fang Wenxiu nodded: "It is very good.

So can you explain to me why you still call me aunt?Doudou was surnamed Jing until she was four years old?I also heard you even ran away from home? "

She snorted and said, "I would like to know, is this a matter of tutoring or do you think my Dongfang family can come and go freely?"

The words of doubting the tutor not only hurt Jing Yiren, but even her parents were ridiculed.

Jing Yiren became angry: "My relationship with Yanhe has experienced many setbacks, but now we have overcome it together.

The reason why you are called aunt is related to those things.

As for Doudou, if you like him because of his sensibility, then his current character and manners are enough to prove my tutor!Speaking of running away from home, you can ask Dongfang Yanhe why. "

After Jing Yiren finished speaking in one breath, she was still very angry.

Walking to the window, he took a deep breath.

Fang Wenxiu didn't have any emotional ups and downs because of her words, but just sat on the sofa and said calmly: "Oh? From what you said, do you still have resentment towards Yanhe?"

Jing Yiren was silent for a while, she didn't know how to communicate.

After he calmed down a bit, he said, "I don't have any resentment towards Yanhe.

If there is, it will not come to the present.

I don't want to mention the past.

I also hope that you can accept me from another angle. "

"what!"

Fang Wenxiu sneered: "So, you don't have any problems, but we are the ones who have problems? So, if we don't accept you, it means we haven't considered everything comprehensively?"

Jing Yiren was speechless, looking out the window without speaking.

She knew that if she kept talking, she would start a fight, and years of upbringing told her not to do that.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Fang Wenxiu asked: "Let's not talk about you, let's just ask you, do you close the design studio?"

Jing Yiren was a little tired, she no longer expected Fang Wenxiu to understand, but she would not compromise on what she decided: "It may be difficult for me to do what you want, sorry."

Fang Wenxiu didn't expect that she would dare to reject her request face to face, so she was taken aback before saying, "Okay, okay.

It's nice that you have your persistence. "

Jing Yiren thought she would hear two harsh words, but she didn't.

It seems that she was brainwashed by Yuan Meng to think that wealthy ladies are all bluffing.

Fang Wenxiu fully demonstrated her magnanimity and self-cultivation, neither slamming the door nor saying harsh words.

Still fiddling with the tea ceremony in front of him, looking at the scenery outside the window.

But the dull atmosphere made Jing Yiren unable to stay any longer.

She looked at her watch and said, "Auntie, I'm going to pick up Doudou from school..."

Fang Wenxiu nodded: "Let's go together."

Jing Yiren had no choice, no matter how much he didn't like being alone with her, he couldn't refuse a grandma's offer to pick up her grandson.

After paying the bill, we got into her car together and went straight to Doudou's school.

When school is over, there are always a lot of people and cars piled up at the school gate.

Jing Yiren finally found a place to park on the side of the road.

Fang Wenxiu walked to the school gate calmly.

No matter how noble, at this moment she is like any other parent, a granny waiting for her grandson to leave school.

The students came out one after another.

Looking around, they are much bigger than Doudou.

So a four-year-old child walked up to Jing Yiren, but she didn't even notice.

"Mom, grandma!"

Doudou called.

Jing Nuan lowered her head to see her son, and was about to pick her up happily when Fang Wenxiu snatched her away.

"My grandson, do you miss me?"

Seeing Doudou, Fang Wenxiu was completely different from usual.

The joy and love in his eyes could not be concealed.

Seeing this, Jing Yiren felt less estranged from her.

"I miss grandma."

Doudou milk said childishly, "I miss mom too."

With a sweet mouth, he made both of them very happy.

The parent who was also picking up the child next to him glanced at Doudou and asked Jing Yiren: "Your child also goes to school here?"

Jing Yiren nodded: "Yes."

The parents looked at Doudou carefully and said, "This child is only 5 years old at most? How can he go to elementary school?"

Jing Yiren smiled, and before she could answer, Fang Wenxiu said proudly: "My grandson is only 4 years old, but he is very intelligent. Maybe your son will ask him for homework after he comes out."

The parents didn't look at Fang Wenxiu at all, and only said to Jing Yiren: "Only four years old? Then go to such a school, you are really a child prodigy!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Fang Wenxiu again: "Who can enter this school without being exceptionally intelligent? My son is nine years old and is in the third grade. He would never ask your grandson for his homework."

Just now, a little boy ran out of the school and ran towards the parent: "Mom!"

The parent replied happily: "Run slowly, and be careful not to fall."

When the child approached, quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

The boy didn't see Jing Yiren until he finished wiping off his sweat.

"Dongfang Bean? You came out so early? I also want to ask your teacher about the math problem that was taught in the afternoon."

said the boy.

"Do you know?"

asked the parent.

The boy nodded: "Yes, he is the leader of the study group in our class.

The teacher said that you can ask him if you don't understand anything. "

Embarrassed, the parents looked at Jing Yiren and said, "I'm sorry.

Your family is really a child prodigy. "

Fang Wenxiu snorted proudly, her heart was already blooming with joy.

Jing Yiren was also very happy, but still said modestly: "Don't say that, every child has different talents.

I think your son is also very good. "

The parents smiled embarrassedly: "Oh, my family will be mischievous."

Jing Yiren chatted with him for a few words, then drove back home.

It could be seen that Fang Wenxiu was in a good mood because of this incident, and she held Doudou and asked this and that all the way without letting go.

"Why didn't you tell your family that you became the team leader?"

Master Dongfang Douxiao said in the same way: "There is nothing to say, just like what mother said, what you are good at is different.

I can't play football better than him. "

Fang Wenxiu is happier than being the global business president: "You are still young, and when you grow up, you will be better than him in playing football."

Because of Doudou's "competition", the atmosphere between Fang Wenxiu and Jing Yiren also seems to be much warmer.

After all, the hearts of idols are the same.

When Doudou came into the house, she clamored to play Lego, and Jing Yiren rarely showed the posture of a parent: "Baby must do homework first before playing."

Doudou stared at her with big deer-like eyes: "I've already done it at school."

Jing Yiren was speechless and looked at his watch.

There was still some time before his MBA class, so he said to Doudou: "Then Doudou will play by himself first, and when the teacher comes, he must obediently go to class."

After a while, Dongfang Yanhe and Dongfang Zhan also came back.

Fang Wenxiu told them again about picking up Doudou.

Someone from the Oriental War Music took a bottle of wine from the wine cellar and prepared to celebrate at night.

Relief flashed across Dongfang Yanhe's smile, but he restrained himself and just patted Doudou on the head to express his encouragement.

After Doudou finished her small class, the family was ready to have dinner.

Before the teacher went out, Dongfang Yanhe asked Doudou about her studies.

Not surprisingly, it was another compliment, saying that when the child grows up, he will surely become a man of the hour again.

Dongfang Yan thanked him and sent the teacher out of the house.

At the dining table, Dongfang Zhan had finalized the date of the reception, and the invitations had already been sent out.

Jing Yiren is responsible for other details of the reception.

After dinner, Dongfang Yanhe was called to the study by Fang Wenxiu, which was rare, and they talked until very late.

Jing Yiren sat on the bed and read a magazine.

Seeing Dongfang Yanhe's complexion was not good, he already guessed what he said.

"what happened?"

She asked.

Dongfang Yanhe shook his head, but did not speak.

Seeing his gloomy look, Jing Yiren felt that it would be better to speak up.

"Auntie talked to me today."

Jing Yi said humanely.

"I know.

I didn't think carefully. "

Dongfang Yanhe sighed and held her in his arms.