The Chosen System: Counterattack with Husband

Noticing that Mr. Meng looked at him as if he were a beloved junior and that his tone of voice was very kind and gentle, Xu Yiyu finally felt completely at ease.

Phew, I have to thank my own son for leaking the question. The clothes I’m wearing today are indeed the style that Mr. Meng likes.

"I am a young man with limited knowledge and I would like to ask Elder Meng for advice."

Xu Yiyu already had an idea in his mind, but he still gave in to Mr. Meng verbally.

"Does my friend have any favorite characters? Oh, and does your fiancé have any favorite characters?"

When Xu Yiyu heard Elder Meng asking him this, he roughly understood that his previous words about using Huating as a wedding house had already reached the ears of the head of the Ye family.

Although Mr. Meng never put on airs when dealing with people, this was the first time that Ye Yingqi saw Mr. Meng being so kind and gentle to someone he had just met, as if he were treating his beloved younger generation.

"I am interested in the three characters Bu Jing Ju. What do you think, Mr. Meng?"

Xu Yiyu expressed his thoughts bluntly.

"Also, my wife likes to hide a little bit, I wonder if Mr. Meng thinks it's appropriate?"

When Mr. Meng heard the three words "Bu Jing Ju", he already looked at Xu Yi Yu with even greater respect. When he heard the two words "Dun Yi", the shock in his heart was almost beyond words.

She is not surprised by praise or criticism, prosperity or wealth, or words... This girl really has a good nature.

As for her fiancé...

There are fifty so-called great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven and one is hidden by man.

This mysterious "Dun Yi"... is not something that most people would dare to carve so generously on their door.

Although he had never met Xu Xiaoyou's fiancé, these two words were definitely enough to make him look at him with higher regard.

Ye Yingqi was also surprised when he heard these words: people who do business more or less believe in something, and he also knows that people who have the courage and the mindset to hang these words on their doorstep... are not simple people.

Wu Qiong's respect for the new chairman Xu was even deeper: Is his boss's invisible Versailles okay? How will those ignorant people who claim to be talented live in the future?

"Young man, do you know the size of the plaque? No, no, no, I'd better let this old man come and take a look at it myself. I dare not carve these words lightly."

Mr. Meng asked Xu Yiyu's opinion anxiously, and gave Ye Yingqi and Wu Qiong a subtle wink.

Ye Yingqi suddenly came back to his senses and realized that Mr. Meng was hinting at him to be more positive in his attitude towards friendship, so he quickly started talking.

"Yes, Miss Xu, Mr. Meng has to see the plaque before he can write the sample words. If it is convenient for you, it would be better for you to come to the mansion and take a look in person."

Wu Qiong also understood the meaning of this look and silently prepared to play the supporting role.

"Boss Xu, Mr. Meng is always very cautious before carving. How about you take Mr. Meng to have a look?"

Although the four major families in the imperial capital are constantly fighting openly and secretly, they are all people in the same circle. Under the premise of not harming their own interests, occasionally helping each other a few times can make their imperial capital circle appear more united.

Besides, the Ye family had already expressed their goodwill in advance. Although Wu Qiong himself had already separated from the Wu family, this did not affect his expression of goodwill to Xu Yiyu on behalf of the Wu family.

Besides, Miss Xu is now his immediate superior, so what's wrong with him being respectful and polite? No one dared to say anything.

Xu Yiyu smiled faintly: She certainly understood what Ye and Wu meant by what they said - to test her attitude and see which family she wanted to make friends with first.

They started fighting openly and secretly right in front of her. These rich kids from big families really just needed to have the words "profits first" engraved on their foreheads.

"Mr. Meng, you are too polite. I have long wanted to invite you to my humble abode, but I didn't know how to start the conversation. I didn't expect you to bring it up first."

After Xu Yiyu respectfully responded to Mr. Meng with the etiquette of a junior, he looked at Ye Yingqi and Wu Qiong.

"If you two have nothing else to do, you can come to my house and sit down together."

Ye Yingqi screamed wildly in his heart: Your differential treatment is too obvious!

Wu Qiong seemed much calmer: the fact that his boss was willing to host him at her home was already a sign that she didn't dislike him, so how could he still be unsatisfied and picky?

After finalizing the trip to Courtyard No. 1, Wu Qiong rang a bell to call the special cleaning staff of Ronghua Hall to come up and clean up. He asked Xu Yiyu and Mr. Meng to go downstairs first, and he fell behind a few steps and walked behind Ye Yingqi.

Considering that Mr. Meng was old and not suitable for riding in a low-slung sports car, Ye Yingqi invited Mr. Meng and Wu Qiong to get in his Rolls-Royce together, while Xu Yiyu drove a Ferrari 812 in front to lead the way.

When Mr. Meng saw Xu Yiyu, who was wearing a modern Chinese-style long dress, get into the Ferrari sports car in front of him with its smooth lines and flashy colors, he was secretly surprised.

This girl looks reserved, but I didn't expect her to have such an outspoken hobby... He originally thought Xu Yiyu must have brought a driver today, but he didn't expect that he actually drove such a dazzling sports car.

Although the 812 is already a low-key supercar at a civilian price, Mr. Meng doesn't know much about cars. He just thinks there is something more interesting about this girl.

God knows how long Xu Yiyu suffered from her choice phobia before she went out before she finally chose this 812 - she really wanted to create a contrasting impression for Mr. Meng, so she picked and chose before finally choosing this car.

While waiting for a two-minute long red light, a message popped up on Xu Yiyu's phone on the passenger seat. Xu Yiyu took it and opened it. It was a screenshot sent by Zheng Qi with a message.

Xu Yiyu read this passage carefully, then clicked on the screenshot interface to zoom in on it, feeling a little disdainful and a little disappointed.

The screenshot is of a person’s circle of friends, posted yesterday. A few simple lines of text and two pictures can make people who are not in the know imagine a lot.

[It's amazing that someone can move around among several rich second-generations with ease. He can buy a luxury hotel just by saying so. I am not worthy of it. ]

The pictures under this text in the circle of friends are a photo of Xu Yiyu and Wu Qiong talking, and another photo of Xu Yiyu and Lu Sanshi leaving hand in hand. The background of the pictures is obviously the Tianqiong Restaurant.

The shooting angle, as well as the person’s profile picture and nickname... Xu Yiyu guessed which classmate it was at a glance.

It was Ding Ting, a tea-flavored little white flower that Xu Yiyu had helped when he was still blind in high school.

Xu Yiyu did not add Ding Ting on Yixin, nor could he see her circle of friends.

So she felt at ease and justified in implying in her circle of friends that she relied on men to get to the top?

What made Xu Yiyu even more heartbroken was that she saw likes and comments on this post from several other boys and girls in her class who echoed it.

It hadn't even been 24 hours since Xu Yiyu treated someone to a big dinner, and someone ate it without feeling guilty at all, yet dared to slander her so sourly...

Oh, it turned out that she was too blind before.

After reading Zheng Qi's long speech expressing his indignation for his deskmate, Xu Yiyu replied to Zheng Qi calmly.

[Don't be angry, just let her jump around. ]

It's time for some people to understand that the higher you jump, the harder you fall.

When the red light ended, Xu Yiyu shifted the gears and stepped on the accelerator boldly. The 812 flew through the intersection in an instant, and Ye Yingqi, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce at the back, was suddenly startled.

Who could have offended this young lady in just a few minutes? She drove so aggressively, it was obvious that she was angry!