Lucky Pregnant Wife: Rich Husband Brings Home

Is she guilty of Tai Sui recently or something?For Mao Feng's family tree, these three words haunted her like a plague god!

"Boss..."

Lu Junyan looked at her worried face, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

His white and slender fingers pointed to the customer information in front of him.

"See for yourself."

Malt's eyes fell on the information sheet, and there was a bang in the head, as if a huge atomic bomb had been projected.

What a cat, Feng Jiashu's brain is broken. If you want to get married and design a wedding ring, why find her here?Revenge?

"The other party asked you to design, including the crown, earrings and necklace that the bride will wear on her wedding day. The price is up to you. If the business is done, you will become a regular immediately. And you can also be promoted to be my assistant. "

assistant?

Xing Qiao, who was still upset at first, felt his whole body burn when he heard the words behind.

Okay, Feng Jiashu, since you came here by yourself, if your aunt doesn't give you some flair, you don't know that Prince Ma has three eyes!

"I know the boss, I will definitely do my best!"

"At one o'clock in the afternoon, meet with the client and find out their general needs. The coffee shop on the first floor of the famous door."

Meet this afternoon?Hehe... Feng Jiashu is really a man of action.Yes, he has always been willful.

……

One o'clock in the afternoon, Hall of Fame.

Xing Qiao saw this pair of "dogs and men" very punctually, and Feng Jiashu laughed and called out a coquettish, villainous face.It's like Wannian always accepting it.

Looking at the one next to him, Xing Qiao raised his eyebrows at first glance.Yo, the one who is co-authoring to get married is not the one she caught and raped in bed.Tsk tsk, the Feng family tree is also very capable, the red flag at home is not down, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside.

"Huh? Why isn't it Peter? Who are you? His secretary or assistant?"

The unabashed disgust on the face of the bride-to-be made Xing Qiao's polite smile even more awkward, and Feng Jiashu was very happy to appreciate that the fiancee beside him gave his ex-girlfriend a hard time.

Didn't he get a certificate from his brother-in-law to take revenge on himself?Xing Qiao, this young master is fighting with you, let's see who is more ruthless than the other!

"Sorry, Miss Xiang, Mr. Feng appointed me to design the wedding rings for you two. My name is Xing Qiao, and I'm an intern designer."

Looking at Feng Jiashu with a smile, it was obvious that Xing Qiao was not prepared to just accept the unreasonable accusations from the young lady in front of him.

Xiang Yun tightened her eyebrows, and there was an imperceptible ruthlessness in her eyes.

"Honey, do you really want such a small person to design a wedding ring for us? If so, I would rather go to the store to choose a popular style. Well, the Van Cleef & Arpels one from last time is pretty good."

"Don't worry, darling, first let's see if he has any abilities, anyway, he is from Lu Junyan's studio, no matter how bad he is, he can't be on stage."

Feng Jiashu's words made Xing Qiao almost pour out the glass of lemonade in front of him!

Ya'er definitely did it on purpose!

Don't be angry, don't be angry, Xing Qiao, if you are angry, you will fall into this grandson's trap!Xing Qiao let out a mouthful of turbid air indiscriminately, and the smile on Xing Qiao's face remained unchanged.

"You can tell me what you want, and I will integrate it into my design according to your ideas."

Xiang Yun raised her chin, looked at Xing Qiao with her eyes hanging down, and then played her role as a woman, talking about a bunch of disgusting ideas, such as rings that should not be clichéd, but also have a strong personal style, making people unforgettable , full of grandeur in the dream, refined in elegance, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Feng Jiashu looked at Xing Qiao's daring to be angry and dare not speak up, and finally he felt balanced for a while!

"Let's talk so much today, you go back to design first, and we will look at the design drawings tomorrow."

tomorrow?He thought it was shit, how could it be so fast!

"Mr. Feng, isn't it too late tomorrow?"

"Yo, are you so out of stock in your mind? Isn't one day enough?"

The mocking tone made Xing Qiao grit his teeth.

"Enough, of course it's enough, you can just love me tomorrow!"

Hearing what she almost forced out between her teeth, Feng Jiashu was in a good mood, and looked at Xiang Yun with a smile.

"Let's go baby, let's go shopping, I'll buy you whatever you want."

When he said this, he glanced at Xing Qiao, seeing her angry face, immediately satisfied Young Master Feng's perverted heart.

Xiang Yun took Feng Jiashu's hand and left happily. Seeing the "adulter ****" disappearing from sight, Xing Qiao closed the notepad heavily.

Waiting for tomorrow, use the design draft to slap him in the face!

……

Back home, looking at the pair of men's leather shoes at the entrance, Xing Qiao intuitively looked towards the living room, and sure enough, Gu Mingye was sitting on the sofa.

"Mr. Gu, you are back."

"Um"

The still indifferent tone made Xing Qiao curl her lips.

"Have you eaten yet? I bought takeaway, do you want to eat together?"

"I have already eaten."

There was an awkward silence, Xing Qiao changed his slippers, then turned around and went to the restaurant to prepare to eliminate the takeout, and then concentrate on drawing the design draft.Feng Jiashu's son-in-law, just wait, if she doesn't make him stare in amazement tomorrow, her surname is not Xing!

Biting the steamed bun angrily, it was right to vent his anger on himself.

"hiss……"

But as soon as he ate a small steamed bun, Xing Qiao felt something was wrong with his stomach, and it hurt like he was twisting.

His facial features were wrinkled together, his waist was bowed, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Soon, cold sweat came down her painful forehead, and she lay half prone on the dining table and dared not move.

Gu Mingye watched her curl up like a shrimp and couldn't help but make a sound.

"what happened?"

"Stomach...my stomach hurts."

He couldn't speak well, and his face was even paler than printing paper.

Gu Mingye frowned, got up and walked over, helping her off the chair.

"Lie flat on the ground."

Seeing his serious look, Xing Qiao could only obey, and subconsciously placed his hands on the location of the abdominal pain. After a while, the abdominal pain shifted to the lower right abdomen.Gu Mingye pushed her hand away, and began to press down around her navel with his right hand, only to detect the degree of her pain from shallow to deep.

After some consultations, I came to a conclusion—acute appendicitis.

Seeing Xing Qiao screaming in pain, Gu Mingye hurriedly called 120, and within 10 minutes the ambulance from the nearby hospital arrived at the gate of the villa.

He helped carry Xing Qiao onto the stretcher and got into the ambulance. Sitting aside and watching her, Gu Mingye suddenly regretted marrying her.

The fortune teller had already said that he was a lone star of evil spirits, but these days, she had troubles one after another, and if things continued like this, would she be like Qianqian...

Suddenly recalling that person's face in his mind, panic and fear flashed across Gu Mingye's dull eyes.

Instinctively clenched his hands, the veins on the back of his hands were fully visible, and he was trying his best to control his emotions.