Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Yan Jinghuai almost died of anger, because the guilt of the landlord's daughter losing her job disappeared immediately.

But what if he drives now, it's scary to think about it.

"Is it too late for me to pick my throat?" Yan Jinghuai braced himself up, "Is it useful to wash your face with cold water?"

Wen Qingyin took his hand: "Don't worry about it, you already have a cold."

I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine, but at this moment, Yan Jinghuai actually saw tenderness in Wen Qingyin's eyes.

In the next second, there was a heart-rending pain in the back of his hand.

Looking down, Wen Qingyin found a certain acupuncture point on his hand and pressed it hard.

Yan Jinghuai was unprepared and moaned in pain.Wen Yuming saw it, and reprimanded: "Wen Qingyin, everyone is in a bad mood, don't bully the assistant."

Cui Jie's family came here very grandly.

The family of three walked in front, followed by two delivery guys, who carried a two-meter-high wreath.

Cui Jie's mother wore a black dress with a huge Chanel logo printed on it, afraid that people would not know her wealth, she had a Dior Lady in her left hand and a big gold bracelet in her right hand, and she was urging the delivery boy:

"Be careful, do you know what kind of flowers are used in the wreath? Rouge Dianxue, have you heard of it? It's famously expensive, and you can't afford it if you add one piece to it. No wonder you have to charge money in advance, just with your attitude .——Oh, are you deaf? It’s exciting to tell you to be careful, isn’t it?”

Cui Jie and his father each wear a luxury brand suit, because the logo is really small, they are afraid of being looked down upon, and each wears a Hermès belt around their waists.

Cui Jie also persuaded his mother: "These workers are greedy for petty gain. The small family has never seen the world, and the structure is not good. You can't get angry with the inferior people."

The two delivery boys rolled their eyes tacitly and exchanged disgusted glances.

They come in with such a high profile, it's hard for others not to pay attention.Shu Jiyuan immediately noticed these three strange things and stopped them at the door.

Cui Jie's mother was not happy at first, "Who are you, do you know who I am? Let me tell you, it's my in-laws—"

Shu Jiyuan disapproved of Wen Qingyin marrying herself off casually, but every time she saw this Cui family, she felt that Wen Qingyin did the right thing.

It's better to be a nun than spend your whole life with this kind of person.

Shu Jiyuan led people aside, smiled and said, "Sorry, we don't accept wreaths anymore."

Last time, the rich second generation who spoke for Cui Jie suffered from acute cholecystitis, and he has not been discharged from the hospital yet. His father banned him from interacting with Cui Jie, and even the second generation's friends also broke up with Cui Jie.

Cui Jie's circle of friends was not that big, and now it has shrunk by half.

Cui Jie knew how powerful Shu Jiyuan was, and he was afraid that she would sue Wen Qingyin again, so he dared not underestimate her.But now that his parents are there, he feels that he has a backer, and his courage grows again.

"Why can others give it away, but we can't." Cui Jie dissatisfied: "Do you still hold grudges? Hey, I said that you are Wen Qingyin's chief assistant anyway, can you make the situation bigger."

Shu Jiyuan still smiled, "The time for receiving wreaths has passed, and our cargo channel has been closed."

Cui Jie's mother frowned, and wanted to curse again.Cui Jie's father coughed lightly, and asked first, "You are Assistant Shu, the one who often follows Jianjian, right?"

Of course he knew Shu Jiyuan, not to mention that he paid special attention to the movements of his future daughter-in-law, but that they were in business, who wouldn't know Xiao Wendong's assistant.

He said that on purpose.He applied his own business skills to Shu Jiyuan.

Shu Jiyuan had never met anyone before, so he couldn't know what he was thinking.

She didn't talk to her either, waiting for his next move.

Cui Jie's father said again: "I know you are in a difficult situation. But you have to understand our difficulties."

"It's not that you don't know the relationship between our two families. With our identity, it's not appropriate to go in empty-handed."

Of course the Cui family knew when to send wreaths.

But they are very careful, and always feel that if they are like others, they will not show how special they are.

Cui Jie's father thought, when it came to this point, Shu Jiyuan should let them in because of emotion and reason.

Shu Jiyuan still had the same smile, without any change: "You mean, you want to enter through the guest aisle with a wreath?"

"The leaders from above are coming soon, and so is Li Dong. Do you want them to make way for your wreath?"

The Cui family's wreath was finally buttoned up, and it was placed on the side of the road outside together with the ones given by passers-by.

Cui Jie's mother felt that she had lost face, and cursed all the way, including Shu Jiyuan for being a douchebag, and Wen Qingyin for taking too much face.

A well-known fund manager approached, and Cui Jie's mother shut up immediately, and pushed Cui Jie forward, making friends and exchanging business cards.

The Cui family can indeed be regarded as a scholarly world, and they have been teaching and educating people since the generation of Grandpa Cui Jiezu.

Cui Jie's father used to be a university lecturer. After hooking up with Wen Yuming, he started a cultural company with a batch of not-so-popular IPs and thousands of marketing accounts.

The Cui family's parents always regarded themselves as cultural people on weekdays, they were extremely lofty, and they were well-known strange things in the mall.Now that his wife and son are flattering others, Mr. Cui not only didn't stop him, but also happily waited aside.

Although the fund manager is famous, in today's situation, he is just a small shrimp.Suddenly being treated so warmly by someone made me confused and uneasy.

Fortunately, Assistant Shu was worried about the family, so he followed in and rescued the poor fund manager.

Worried that the Cui family would continue to embarrass themselves, Shu Jiyuan offered the highest courtesy and personally sent the three to the mourning hall.

Wen Qingyin was chatting with Yan Jinghuai when there was a sudden sob at the door.The two looked up, and the unlucky Cui's family came in crying.

Cui Jie's father is very talented in writing, he is very particular about the choice of words and sentences, and he seriously recalls the goodness of the old man.Let people who don't know the inside story hear it, and they must think that it was his father who left.

Wen Yuming was already emotional, but before he heard a few words, his eye circles turned red again.

Wen Yuming has good looks, good figure, is a handsome uncle, and he still has a bit of beauty when he cries.Cui Jie's father is no good, his body is fat, and his head is still as bald as Mediterranean.

The two old men who combined to be more than 100 years old hugged each other and cried, which was really eye-catching.

Wen Qingyin immediately summoned her horse boy, trying to break up the pair of wild mandarin ducks.

But Brother Ma Zai is also busy.

Chui Jie howled twice, and was soon attracted by the wreath in the house.

She didn't understand how such an ordinary thing could compare to her own.

She looked over one by one, and the names on the elegiac couplets were all resounding.She couldn't care less about being unconvinced, and immediately took a selfie with her mobile phone.

She was not satisfied with taking pictures by herself, so she invited Chui Jie to take pictures together.The bodyguard brother is not used to pretending not to see.

When the photos were deleted, the mother and son were furious, saying that the bodyguard had violated their privacy.

The more Wen Qingyin watched, the more annoying she became, and she couldn't bear it for a moment.She discussed with Yan Jinghuai in a low voice, "Let's do something."

Yan Jinghuai was about to fall asleep, and was afraid that Wen Qingyin would attack him, so he could only force himself to open his eyes wide: "What am I going to do?"

Although Wen Qingyin is a restless master, she really has no experience in this area.

She tentatively said, "Why don't we get closer?"

She thought about it seriously: "Is there any one that can tell at a glance that we are a dog and a woman?"

As soon as the words fell, her shoulders sank, and the smell of tobacco and mint immediately became stronger.

"What are you talking about?"

Yan Jinghuai put his head on her shoulder.

His voice was still low and nasal, sounding like a spoiled child.

"I am your husband."

"We are not dogs and men."

Wen Qingyin's ears were sore and itchy. She suspected that the hearing aid was leaking.

She didn't dare to look at him, she just stiffened her shoulders and looked straight ahead.

But there is always a furry head in sight.

I don't know if Yan Jinghuai fell asleep or started to act.He put his arms around her waist and rubbed his head against her neck.

itchy.Wen Qingyin thought.

Cui Jie's mother snatched the phone back from the bodyguard brother, and the photos in it have been deleted.

She couldn't show off in the circle of friends, so she was already holding back her anger. When she looked up, she saw that Qingyin was behaving intimately with a man. She quit immediately, and became angry:

"I said, why stop us from coming in, it turns out that there are people hiding inside."

She suddenly turned up the volume: "You know, my in-laws. I'm not a bad-hearted person, and I've always been straightforward. If you say something you don't like to hear, don't take it to heart."

"I know it's a new era, and little girls like to call 'independence', 'freedom' and 'equality between men and women' every now and then. They don't take us seriously."

"You said, when we were as old as they were, that generation was 'women hold up half the sky'. Does anyone know better than us what 'gender equality' and 'independence' are—"

Wen Yuming cheered her on, clapping his hands loudly:

"Sister-in-law, you are right. These young people are really ignorant. As far as the stupid things they did, who of us didn't do it when we were young. There is nothing to show off."

He looked at Wen Qingyin while talking, afraid that his daughter would not understand that he was teaching her a lesson.

Wen Qingyin couldn't help clapping too.

If it wasn't for the fact that garbage was misplaced treasures, seeing her father choke on Cui Jie's mother, his face turned purple.

This purple is really purple, not exaggerated at all.

Cui Jie's mother was suddenly interrupted by Wen Yuming, her breath stuck in her throat, she couldn't spit it out or swallow it, making her whole body feel uncomfortable.

She is the emperor of the land in the company.In the shopping mall, others give Wen's family face and don't care about her.It had been a long time since anyone dared to interrupt her.

Cui Jie's mother praised him so much that he gave Wen Yuming a displeased look.

For just a short moment, Wen Yuming didn't notice it, but Wen Qingyin did.

Wen Qingyin hates Wen Yuming because this is her father, what is the surname Cui, who lives on Wen Yuming's breath, and dares to show him face.

Wen Qingyin turned cold and warned, "Madam Cui."

She is a young lady raised from the pile of money, and she already has the evil spirit unique to the rich.Now that her brows and eyes are cold, this evil spirit is even more obvious, Cui Jie's mother instinctively fears her.

But Cui Jie didn't want to give up.