The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

When Fang Qingqing came downstairs after washing, Yun Yan and Xiao Yunsheng were already having breakfast.

The seat where Su Jialuo was sitting was empty.

"Good morning, little stepmother!"

As soon as they got downstairs, Xiao Ni Tuan greeted Fang Qingqing in a sweet voice.

"Morning, cutie!"

Fang Qingqing was in a good mood, so she walked over and kissed the little girl on the face, then sat down next to him.

Unlike yesterday, Chong Yunyan called "husband" enthusiastically.

Yun Yan paused in his elegant dining movements and glanced at Fang Qingqing doubtfully. Did this woman treat him like nothing?

At this time, the latter had already begun to feast.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Feeling Yun Yan's gaze, Little Nipple raised her head and asked him.

"It's okay, you have a good meal."

Yun Yan calmly withdrew his gaze, turned to the servant standing on one side and said, "Go and invite Miss Su downstairs for dinner."

Zhang Ma quickly went upstairs and came down quickly.

"Miss Su said that her face hurts too much and she can't eat, so..." the servant said, looking at Fang Qingqing with an unfriendly look.

Fang Qingqing, who is enjoying a delicious sandwich, looks innocent. What are you looking at her for?

"No what?" Yun Yan asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Ma seemed to be a little scared and bowed her body, lowering her voice: "I won't disturb your family of three."

"belch!"

A burping sound came from Fang Qingqing at an inappropriate time.

Yun Yan was a little displeased, but still acted like a gentleman and told Ma Zhang: "Prepare a breakfast that Miss Su likes and send it to her room."

It seems that I didn't hear the sentence "my face hurts too much" at all.

Fang Qingqing caught the important point and muttered: "I didn't hit it very hard. Does it hurt?"

"What did you say, little stepmother?"

Xiao Yunsheng, who was closest to him, heard her words and asked curiously.

"it's okay no problem."

Fang Qingqing narrowed her eyes, rubbed his head, and then continued to eat.

The doubts on the face of the little girl became more and more serious.

Soon, Zhang's mother came down again with a plate, "Miss Su doesn't want to eat."

"Let's go with her."

Yun Yan had finished eating. He wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully with a tissue. He stood up and said to the two people who were still eating, "I'll wait for you in the car."

Butler Liu brought his suit jacket, and the man took it and left directly.

After Yun Yan left the restaurant, Xiao Yunsheng couldn't wait to ask Fang Qingqing in a low voice, "Why does her face hurt?"

Fang Qingqing: You know the key points.

"Because I beat her yesterday." Fang Qingqing said, tapping her cheek.

"Why did you hit her?"

The little girl's voice was soft and soft, her eyes were clear, and her curiosity reached its peak.

Fang Qingqing thought of the name Su Jialuo called him last night, and her heart tightened. She pinched his cheek and casually made up a reason:

"Slap the mosquitoes from her face."

When the little girl heard this, she showed a familiar look of disdain: Hey, where are you coaxing the child?

After breakfast, Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan were still sending the milk bags to the kindergarten together. Fang Qingqing suddenly thought of the female teacher yesterday.

When they got out of the car and said goodbye, she whispered in Xiao Naibao's ear: "If the school teacher makes things difficult for you, come back and tell your little stepmother, and she will support you."

"Humph!"

The little nipple made a disdainful nasal sound: "The people in this world who dare to embarrass me haven't been born yet."

Fang Qingqing:......

Who taught you to talk like this?

Yun Yan stood aside and looked at the two of them for a long time, with a hint of relief in his eyes - little Yun Sheng finally looked like a child.

It seems that this Fang Qingqing is outrageous, but it does make Yun Sheng feel maternal love.

So, after sending Yun Sheng off, Yun Yan offered to send Fang Qingqing to where she wanted to go first.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Yun, but I want to exercise in the morning, so I won't take the car."

She received the itinerary sent by Li Xinlan's entrusted assistant in the morning, saying that she would go to the company for a meeting first. The small entertainment company where the original owner Fang Qingqing works is only about fifteen kilometers away from here, and it can be reached quickly by bicycle.

In this case, Yun Yan did not force himself and turned around and got into the car.

Fang Qingqing searched nearby for a long time before she found a shared bicycle. After scanning the code, she put on her headphones and turned on the navigation, and then started racing again.

"Sir, madam, she..."

On the motorway, the luxury nanny car happened to pass Fang Qingqing. The driver couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw her speed.

Yun Yan had long seen this unconventional woman. He raised his hand to press the window guard, lazily leaned into the seat, and lost three words:

"Anything she wants."

Fang Qingqing came to the company humming a little tune and found that the small place was quieter than a park late at night. She walked around outside and found that except for the gray-haired cleaning man sitting at the entrance of the corridor, there was no one there!

Cleaning uncle?

It seems that cleaning aunties are more common these days, but cleaning uncles are rare.

It is even rarer to see a cleaning man sitting in the corridor playing with his mobile phone instead of cleaning the house early in the morning. It is even more unheard of for a cleaning man to sit on the cleaning bucket and play games with the latest model in hand!

Just as Fang Qingqing was about to ask when the company's door would open, she heard bursts of rapid electronic tones coming from her mobile phone:

"Save me, save me!"

"Boss, help me, boss, help me!"

The cleaning man's hands were tapping the screen frantically, and he was still muttering something: "Mad, why are everyone surrounding me? Come, help me!"

The cleaning man stamped his feet anxiously, which showed that the fighting was fierce inside.

Fang Qingqing walked over and saw the little man trapped in a small attic, lying motionless like a little bastard.

As for his teammates, two of them had already fallen down, and one was crawling in the grass thousands of miles away.

I'm looking at his equipment, it's top notch!

"You should fight, throw a bomb here, seal a cigarette there!" Fang Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but give him some advice.

"There are so many people, who should I bomb?"

The uncle was so anxious that he was sweating, and he was so confused that he didn't know what to do.

"I come!"

The rows of footprints on the phone made Fang Qingqing irritable. She grabbed the lead from the old man's hand and used four fingers. In a short time, she broke through the tight encirclement.

Not only that, he also helped two injured teammates and scolded the stubborn teammate.

At last……

good luck!

"Oh, not bad, not bad, really good!"

The cleaning uncle took the phone with satisfaction, patted Fang Qingqing on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect you to be bad at acting, but you're pretty good at playing games!"

Fang Qingqing's eyes lit up, "Uncle, do you still know me?"

Even the cleaning uncle knows about her. Does this prove that Fang Qingqing is actually somewhat famous?

The cleaning man looked at her strangely, what was wrong with this idiot?

"I signed you in, how can I not know you?"

Fang Qingqing:......

It was originally written that Fang Qingqing was personally brought to the company by the owner of an entertainment company that was about to close down.

Then the person in front of me is...

Boss? ! !