After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

Being pointed at the nose and called a slut, Xu Qian had never experienced such cowardice at home.

If Ling Wanwan hadn't stopped him fiercely, she might have jumped up and slapped Father Fang's face.

Even so, she still scolded Fang's father with all the filthy words she had heard that day, until his face turned from yellow to white, from white to red, from red to black, and in the end he almost lost his face. He choked on his breath.

"I will never share my life."

Xu Qian said that it was impossible for her and Fang Yanbin. She felt that her genes were not good. Fang Yanbin had such a great father, and his genes were not much better.

So the two of them have been fighting and arguing like this for so many years, and even Ling Wanwan, a bystander, is tired of watching.

Xu Qian was very interested in He Lu's affairs - her colleagues in their company were obsessed with chasing stars, and she was once dragged to watch a movie made by that little fresh meat.

Yes, that’s right, it was taken by He Lu.

She was tortured in the movie theater, watching those star-chasing little girls still crazily praising how handsome her brother was, praising how well-made the movie was, and denouncing how many "scumbags" were online...

After changing hands, he made suggestions to the leadership, and colleagues in the entire department were collectively arranged for a training course.

It’s time to cultivate the basic aesthetics of the company’s pillars.

Ling Wanwan felt that Xu Qian's behavior of avenging public and private revenge was undesirable.

"Isn't it good for a little girl to have a hobby of chasing stars? I won't do anything to you!"

Xu Qian was furious: "What happened to me? Do you know how I spent more than an hour in the cinema? Do you know how hard it was for me to endure not to criticize the movie in order to maintain the unity of the entire department?"

Public revenge?

It just arranged a training for them to improve their professional skills, and did not deduct their money. It was still within working hours and no overtime, which was very kind!

At least, they won't be praising the movie during training.

What's more, she also participated in the training with everyone, which is quite generous.

"Hey, now that you know about He Scumbag, do you plan to report it to your man?"

Xu Qian used to call Kuang Mingxuan "your man", which made Ling Wanwan always feel a little awkward.

He is her husband, but he is not yet "her man".

But being serious with Xu Qian is like entering a dead end, so it's better to just let her go.

"Tell the truth, what else can you do?"

Xu Qian, a senior emotional analysis master, turned on her little radar again: "As for that San'er, I think your worries are justified. She is indeed not normal."

"Yeah yeah!"

Ling Wanwan was so excited that she sat upright and crossed her legs.

Xu Qian then said something shocking: "I suspect they may have some special hobbies, huh."

"..."

It was as if a crow flew by, leaving behind a quacking sound.

The more Xu Qian analyzed, the more she became confused:

"Look, the old man said it well, a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a steal, and a concubine is worse than a steal, and stealing is worse than not being able to steal. Some people may just like to seek excitement. If their real wives at home don't cooperate, then naturally they have to go outside. Looking for someone! Then there are some women who just like this excitement. Hey! The turtle looks for the rotten shrimp, the tortoise looks for the mung beans, and they hit it off!"

"If that's the case, why did they give birth to the child? How much the child suffered!"

Xu Qian tapped the screen on the other end of the phone: "Put away your overflowing sympathy! This child is innocent now, but when he grows up, he will have a mother with an unjust name, and a wife with a bad identity. If he doesn’t have a crooked father, how can he have a good father himself?”

Ling Wanwan felt that what Xu Qian said made sense. Genetics was not a superstition, but had scientific basis.

But she felt a little heartbroken when she thought that little Nemo now, such a cute, well-behaved and soft baby, might be a scumbag reserve in the future.

Raising children is really a matter where there is no room for error.

Ah!

So she immediately started searching for "child psychology" and "early childhood education" and placed an order for several textbooks at lightning speed.

Lele, I'm sorry. It was my mother who was careless before. From now on, I will work hard to learn and improve myself. I will definitely give you the warmest childhood and make you the happiest little baby!

Kuang Mingxuan, who was thousands of miles away, was not idle at all. He had been socializing all day yesterday, and even called his wife in the evening and was rejected. He was so angry that he stayed up most of the night and worked overtime in the hotel.

The accompanying secretary also didn't sleep well and drank two large cups of black coffee before today's meeting.

The secretary just printed out some materials for him, which were about He Lu.

He glanced at it roughly and threw it into the grinder.

There was a knock on the door.

Before he could give his permission, the door was pushed open with a bang.

A tall man wearing a black trench coat walked in, his black leather shoes deliberately stamping on the marble floor tiles.

The secretary at the door looked at Kuang Mingxuan nervously.

"I'm sorry, boss, he——"

Kuang Mingxuan waved his hand and asked the secretary to leave first.

The visitor rushed to the sofa very arrogantly, sank into the sofa, and raised his two long legs to the back of the sofa.

"Kang Mingxuan, are you so embarrassed? You came to my territory, stayed in my hotel, hired my people, and checked the customers of my kindergarten, but you didn't even come to my door and take the initiative to visit the dock?"

The person who came was Qi Hao, the fifth young master of the Qi Group, and he and Kuang Mingxuan were strangers to each other.

And it's the kind that they often fight when they meet now.

Qi Hao couldn't stand Kuang Mingxuan's seriousness, and Kuang Mingxuan couldn't stand Qi Hao's bohemianness.

Neither of them likes each other, but they have lived together and died together, and their ideas are relatively close on some things, so they are now standard "bad friends".

Kuang Mingxuan glanced at Qi Hao, who was sitting in ecstasy on the sofa, and said coldly: "First of all, if you break this sofa while sitting on it, I will not be responsible for compensation."

Qi Hao made a "cut" sound, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction.

"What do you mean, why do you want to check on that guy named He Lu? He is just a prodigal son who cannot stand up to the public, and he is a money-losing guy who ruins one industry after another. You don't want to discuss business with him, do you?"

Kuang Mingxuan finally put away the information in his hand, walked over casually, studied it for a long time, and finally chose the sofa farthest from Qi Hao and sat down.

"He arranged for the children from outside to go to your kindergarten, and the aunt went to the kindergarten door to pull up the banner."

Qi Hao put down his legs and sat upright.

"So exciting? Are you going to fight?"

Kuang Mingxuan sighed: "I disappoint you. My wife volunteered to take the child home without starting a fight."

"It's boring."

Qi Hao made no secret of his disappointment.

"Wait a minute...your wife?"