Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

Tang Yajun lost face and looked at Shen Yi even more disliked.

She patted Qiao Ning's hand suddenly, and said to Feng Yucheng: "Your sister has been studying in a private training institution for a while, she can understand some simple stock market charts, why don't you arrange her into the company, let her She practiced and practiced."

Feng Yucheng's fingers holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and his dark eyes turned to Qiao Ning, "How long have you been studying?"

Qiao Ning bit her lip lightly, "Almost half a year."

In fact, she was still a little nervous, she didn't know anything about these things.

She didn't know why there was such a big gap between herself and those ladies in the same class.

They could understand all the things the instructor said, but she seemed to have a congenital obstacle. After studying for half a year, she could barely understand some simple stock market charts.

With them, she often feels inferior.

But Tang Yajun always asked about her studies, she could only do her best to learn.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ning looked at Shen Yi with jealousy. How could she learn so many things?
Feng Yucheng looked away, and said to her lightly: "It's still early, don't worry, first get in touch after training. You don't have to worry about eating and drinking at home, and you don't have to go to the company."

Qiao Ning is now the daughter of the Feng family. Even if she spends her whole life at home, there is definitely someone who can afford to support her. There is no need to do those tiring jobs.

But Qiao Ning felt sour in her heart when she heard it, she didn't want to be short-sighted, and after joining the company, she could still get in touch with Brother Yucheng, "Brother Yucheng and Sister Yiyi can go to the company, why can't I go... ..."

Feng Yucheng frowned slightly, "Shen Yi started from the bottom and went to the company to apply for a resume. Can you?"

He asked casually, but in the ears of Tang Yajun and Qiao Ning, there was a sense of contempt for no reason.

Tang Yajun snorted coldly: "Give your sister some time to grow up, she may not be able to do better than Shen Yi, Yu Cheng, how can you look down on your family?"

After a good meal, his mother was aggressive several times, Feng Yucheng's face darkened slightly, and he looked at her with dark eyes.

"Shen Yi wrote her SCL thesis independently during her college days, and took the same time as her peers to obtain double doctorates in finance and law. Can Qiao Ning do the same?"

Besides, the two are about the same age.

Feng Yucheng obviously disapproved of Qiao Ning's going to the company, so he said without mercy, "With Xiao Ning's current level, she can't even pass the first round of interviews."

Tang Yajun couldn't refute immediately.

Qiao Ning felt her face was hot and felt ashamed. Looking at Feng Yucheng's indifferent face, she almost cried, "I just want to spend more time with Brother Yucheng..."

Feng Yucheng's complexion was even worse.

There is a company, not a place where she can play games!

But at any rate, considering that she was his younger sister, seeing her ready to cry, Feng Yucheng restrained himself from reprimanding her.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little awkward. Shen Yi, who was eating silently, put down her chopsticks and smoothed things over: "The company is not completely in Yu Cheng's hands yet, and there are dangers everywhere. He also considers your safety."

Qiao Ning answered immediately: "Then Brother Yucheng is not worried about Sister Yiyi?"

Feng Yucheng's aura suddenly turned cold.

"Click" the chopsticks slammed heavily on the dinner plate, making a crisp sound, and Old Man Feng coughed, "Our Yuting Group doesn't go through the back door. If you want to go to the company, you can directly participate in the interview, without exception!"

"Hurry up and eat!"

After dinner, Feng Yucheng took Shen Yi out of the old house.

As soon as he got in the car, Feng Yucheng felt the woman beside him instantly relieved, her straight waist relaxed, and she slumped on the backrest.

Feng Yucheng raised his brows lightly, and looked at her sideways, "Have you been tired after eating?"

Shen Yi waved her hand, resisting the urge to roll her eyes, "Every time I eat in the old house, it is a war full of gunpowder for me."

But it's much better now, Feng Yucheng will at least help her "nominal" wife.

If in the past, she was targeted by Tang Yajun, ridiculed by Qiao Ning, plus a man who looked at her coldly, she really didn't want to have the chance to experience that feeling again.

Shen Yi turned her head, "Thank you."

Feng Yucheng nodded lightly. In the darkness, his pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of ink, making it difficult to figure out, "Since I feel tired, we will come here less often."

"Don't." Shen Yi immediately made a stop gesture, "I still want to see grandpa."

"Besides, since you got better, you have been busy with work, and the number of times you go back to the old house to accompany grandpa is very small. I think you should come here often."

The corners of Feng Yucheng's lips curled slightly, "Then you are not afraid that Mom and Qiao Ning will target you?"

"Well. With you here, they are just talking about it." Shen Yi snorted, and complained: "Anyway, sooner or later they will get a divorce."

The muttering in the second half of the sentence was quiet and was not heard by the man.

Feng Yucheng only felt that his mood improved inexplicably. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly not feel disgusted with the marriage that his grandfather had arranged for him.

The Maybach was galloping on the sidewalk, wisps of moonlight leaked in from the black car windows, and shone on the side face of the woman who closed her eyes for a nap, reflecting the silhouettes of crow-colored long eyelashes under the eyelids.

My heart pounded.

Feng Yucheng watched silently for a while, then looked away.

Xiao Liu, who was driving in the driver's seat in front, felt the warm atmosphere behind him, and made a secret decision in his heart. With some news about that person, it seems that he will tell the boss sooner.

Let go early and pursue true love earlier.

As night fell, the incandescent lamps in the city lit up one after another.

In the spacious and bright room, the air was filled with a strong smell of perfume. Huge flowers were broken and soaked in transparent vases. Layers of glass lamps on the ceiling showed the luxury of the owner.

The heels of the exquisite high-heeled shoes without a trace of gray turned, and the woman slowly approached the table with a glass of red wine, leaning over to clink glasses with the man who was playing with his mobile phone.

"Yu Hong, you finally have time to accompany me, can't you concentrate?"

She spoke with reproach, and looked at the man across from her sadly.

Lu Yuhong looked up at her, slightly pursed his lips, "Listen to you."

The two picked up the chopsticks.

Chu Yuxi smiled happily, not aware of the absent-minded man opposite, "Yu Hong, do you still remember the variety show I participated in last year..."

The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang.

Lu Yuhong immediately picked it up and connected the phone, with a look of nervousness that he had never felt before, "Mr. Hua, did you find out?"

"Of course. Shen Yi, the current marketing director of Yuting Group, is the one who collected the evidence and announced it publicly at the board meeting, which brought An Zhihua down."

It was very close, and with Chu Yuxi's sensitivity to the name, he caught it almost instantly.