Wanted order for chasing wife: Madam, don’t even think about escaping

After getting up, she simply went to the bathroom to wash up. She promised Fu Qinian that she would go to work at NY Group tomorrow. She would go to the store to take a look today and find a store manager. But before that, Li Jinyue went to the studio of Jinma Pavilion and returned yesterday's evening dress to the store. It was Jiang Yuhe's work and should be collected. It was a great honor that she had worn it.

Moondust Pet Shop

"Yueyue, do you really want to go to NY to work?" Fang Zhichen dragged his chin and looked at her.

"Yes, I plan to let Liuli be the store manager, and the store will be handed over to her from now on." Su Liuli is a clerk in the store. She is good-looking and hard-working, but her family conditions are not very good. Her parents are dead. She will arrive on Monday. I go to school on Fridays and work part-time in the store on Saturdays and Sundays to earn money to treat my bedridden grandma at home.

The two hit it off immediately

"Liuli, you will be the manager of this store from now on. We may not be able to take care of this place in the future." When the store is well run, it would be okay to transfer this place to Liuli so that she can have a stable income.

"Sister Yueyue, Sister Zhichen, I'm afraid that I can't do it well, and I have to go to school, so I can only come to the store on Saturdays and Sundays." Su Liuli was grateful in her heart, but she was afraid that she would mess up the store. After all, Here is the hard work of both of them.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, do your best, we both believe in you." Fang Zhichen patted her shoulder. She was so sensible at such a young age that it made people feel distressed.

Does this count as child labor for the two of them? After all, Su Liuli is only 17 years old. If she hadn't looked at her so pitifully at the beginning, they might not have used her. They said she was 17, but in fact her 17th birthday has not come yet.

In the evening, Fu Qinian and Ji Hangxing made an appointment to go to M Bar for a drink. After all, Jiang Yuhe was back and they should get together.

888 Private Room

"Qinian, you are not enough of a brother. You didn't tell us when you got married." He Wangxun still remembers this.

"Qinian, are you married?" Xu Yili's eyes widened. He never expected that even Ji Hangxing, who had a girlfriend, was not married yet, but that he, a CEO who was not a womanizer, actually got married first.

"Well, there's no wedding." I'm just getting a certificate. It won't be too late to tell them when there is a wedding.

"What should I do about Moyan? Will Uncle Li and Auntie Li be angry if you get the marriage certificate so suddenly?" Xu Yili said very reasonably. Li Hongyi and Cheng Keyi were planning to let Li Moyan marry Fu Qinian.

When the Li family and the Fu family had dinner together a few years ago, Fu Qinian's mother Jiang Yusheng suggested it. At that time, Fu Qinian didn't value marriage so much. He just thought that two people who didn't hate each other should just get married. Besides, his mother was also very fond of marriage. Like Li Moyan

But later, the paparazzi of Jihangxing Company photographed Li Moyan frequently entering and exiting the hotel with the director, which made him a little annoyed, so he never let go of the marriage.

Until Li Jinyue appears, they both need to be responsible for each other

"Don't talk about Uncle Li. I don't think Aunt Jiang will let you go. By the way, does Aunt Jiang know about your marriage?" He Wangxun opened a bottle of whiskey and filled the empty glasses of several people.

The man shook his head, but he guessed that Jiang Yusheng would soon know.

"You should think about how to explain to Aunt Jiang. She likes Mo Yan so much." Ji Hangxing's words silenced everyone in the private room.

"Don't talk about praying for good harvest. You and Fang Zhichen have been together for two years, right? Are you still not engaged?" Jiang Yuhe brought the topic to Ji Hangxing.

"I want to propose on her birthday." Fang Zhichen's birthday is Christmas Eve, and he has already found someone to order the ring. How could Wangxun know about this? After all, this is what he does.

"No wonder you said you wanted to customize that ring two days ago. It turned out to be for marriage proposal." He Wangxun nodded in sudden realization.