Strong counterattack: President, bullying is too much

Yan Xia was stunned.

That apron was given to her yesterday when Li Yunting asked her to make steak.

But it's not a baby, no matter what, Sheng Meien has worked hard to cook a meal, so why can't she wear this apron?Is this a variant of cleanliness?

Li Yunting saw Yan Xia looking at her suspiciously, but he didn't want to explain. He didn't want the expensive and rich perfume smell of Sheng Meien on her clothes because he only liked the faint fragrance that Yan Xia naturally exuded.

Sheng Meien felt a trace of contempt, but she didn't ask anything, and raised her chin slightly, although she was docile but not humble.

"What's the matter with you here?" Li Yunting asked lightly.

"Can't we sit down and talk?" Sheng Meien glanced at Yan Xia, "Yan Xia is here too, let's eat together."

The servants listened to Miss Sheng's humiliation and humiliation, and they all lamented that she really deserves to be a lady from a famous family with an extraordinary bearing.

To the little Su Yanxia, ​​Sheng Meien was high above her, proudly and contemptuously, as if facing an ant.

Yan Xia was terribly hungry at first, but looking at the table full of delicate and delicious meals, she felt like "a cheap meal", and suddenly lost her appetite.

She smiled faintly: "Miss Sheng, you're welcome. These don't suit my eating habits. I'll make some Chinese food."

She slowly let go of Li Yunting's hand, and was about to go to the kitchen.

Li Yunting looked at Yan Xia's back: "What do you eat?"

Yan Xia turned her head and smiled: "What do you like to eat?"

"Hmm..." Li Yunting thought about it seriously, "Heart-shaped steak."

Yanxia smiled "puchi": "Okay, I'll be here right away."

Watching Yanxia walk over, Sheng Meien sat at the lower seat of the chair: "She is the reason why you don't agree to the marriage?"

Li Yunting looked in the direction of the kitchen, absent-minded: "You know very well that I have never thought of getting married."

Sheng Meien suddenly felt angry, she tightly held the teacup on the table, and smiled:

"I didn't come here in my own name today. I was entrusted by Uncle Li and my father. So Yun Ting, can you sit down and listen to me?"

Li Yunting just glanced at her, then sat down.

Sheng Meien picked up the remote control at hand and turned on the TV on the wall not far away, which was broadcasting the noon financial news.

The director switched to a stock price trend interface, with green eyes and a gentle slope all the way.

The corner of Li Yunting's mouth twitched, waiting for Sheng Meien to speak.

"I think you may be too busy this morning to notice that the stock prices of Fenghuang Group and Shengshi Group have fluctuated since the opening of the market, and the overall trend is downward." Sheng Meien said slowly.

"Isn't it normal for the stock market to be turbulent?"

Li Yunting stopped looking at the TV screen, and sat there looking at Sheng Meien.

"Normal? Of course."

Sheng Meien put down the remote control, clasped her hands tightly on the table in front of her, and took a deep breath to soothe her emotions.

"In normal times, Uncle Li and my dad wouldn't make a fuss. But now, before the general election of Chairman Feng Huang, the news of our marriage has already spread all over the sky. The stock market, which was supposed to be as stable as a mountain, became turbulent, and Shengshi Group evaporated out of thin air in the morning. 20 billion, and what about Fenghuang Group? Compared with the prosperous age, it should be several times the loss, right?"

Li Yunting's expression remained unchanged: "Do you want to say that the stock price fluctuates because of the video of me and Yan Xia?"

Before the words were finished, Sheng Meien saw Yanxia wearing an apron, standing at the door of the kitchen, listening to their conversation stupidly.