Being urged to get married, she got married with the heir of a wealthy family in seconds

The next day, Yan Luoman got up early, put on makeup, changed into a professional suit, and walked out of the room.

Fu Sinian was still sleeping, very soundly.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw Fu Zining moving a stool to get milk from the refrigerator. He was also dressed neatly.

Yan Luoman walked over and helped him take the milk down, and looked at the production date. After all, they had not been home for a long time.

But the date was actually these two days. It seemed that Fu Sinian had already packed everything when she fell asleep yesterday.

Yan Luoman fried two eggs and heated up the milk.

Fu Zining looked for the plate very tactfully.

Although little Fu Zining is still a child, his every move is full of nobility. It seems that the Fu family really has good genes!

Yan Luoman would be very happy if she could give birth to a child like Fu Zining.

When Fu Zining saw Yan Luoman's eyes on him, a hint of shyness appeared on his face.

Yan Luoman raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "My name is Yan Luoman, you can call me auntie, but don't call me mom, it makes me uncomfortable."

Fu Zining's fair cheeks turned even redder, and he only responded muffledly, not daring to look Yan Luoman in the eye.

While waiting for the eggs to be fried, Fu Zining and Yan Luoman just stood there, feeling a little awkward.

Soon the two finished their breakfast, and Yan Luoman took her bag and car keys and was about to go out.

Fu Zining followed her closely like a tail.

Yan Luoman turned to look at him: "I don't know if you have arranged your schooling yet, go ask your dad yourself, I'm going to work."

Fu Zining pulled her skirt: "I'm afraid of him."

"You just want to bully me, right?" Yan Luoman said unhappily.

"He's afraid of you."

Yan Luoman was stunned.

With a sigh, she returned to the room and shook Fu Sinian's body, "Hey, arrange a school for your son!"

Fu Sinian opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at her lightly as a warning.

The next moment he pulled her into his arms and covered her with his lips.

Yan Luoman struggled.

Fu Sinian released her lips but was reluctant to let go. After interlocking their fingers, he closed his eyes slightly and gently stroked the back of her hand with the pad of his thumb.

"Manman, I'm tired." His voice sounded sleepy and exhausted.

"Then I'll call Fang Yu?"

"Ah."

Fu Sinian gave Yan Luoman Fang Yu's phone number.

Yan Luoman called.

"Hello, Madam." Fang Yu was a little surprised when he received Yan Luoman's call for the first time.

"Fu Sinian has a..." Yan Luoman looked at Fu Zining outside the door: "What grade are you in?"

"I am seven."

"He has a seven-year-old son named Fu Zining. You can arrange for him to go to school. Wait for me at Ling's and I will send him over to you."

Fang Yu was shocked. It turned out that the child was Fu Sinian’s son?

"Yes."

Yan Luoman hung up the phone and turned to leave.

Fu Sinian pulled her and pulled her into his arms again, biting her ear gently, and said ambiguously: "If your mother's addiction is so strong, I don't mind cooperating."

Yan Luoman chuckled: "You should deal with your affairs first. I don't want my son to be manipulated by others."

Fu Sinian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his voice still sleepy: "Who said you are not suitable to be a mother?"

He took her hand and kissed the back of her hand again, still with his eyes slightly closed: "I'll wait for you at my mother-in-law's house this afternoon."

Yan Luoman glanced at Fu Zining who was standing at the door and asked, "What should we do with him?"

Although Fu Zining did not look at the indecent act, he was listening to the indecent act and took the initiative to answer: "I still have to go to interest classes and cram schools, so I won't be back until the evening."

Fu Sinian opened his eyes and saw Fu Zining standing at the door. He slowly sat up and said, "Do whatever your father tells you to do, just don't cause any trouble for me."

Fu Zining had a blank expression on his face and said nothing, which was considered as his agreement.

Yan Luoman stood up and murmured, "Not everyone can be part of a wealthy family."

She picked up her bag, reapplied her lipstick in the mirror on the dressing table, and walked out.

Fu Zining followed Yan Luoman like a tail, quickly put on his shoes, and waited for Yan Luoman.

Yan Luoman was driving and Fu Zining was sitting in the back seat. After fastening his seat belt, he took out his mobile phone and read a foreign article, which sounded like German.

So cool.

Yan Luoman admired him in her heart.

When they arrived at Ling's parking lot, Fang Yu was already waiting there. Yan Luoman handed Fu Zining to him before going upstairs to report.

The secretary took Yan Luoman into Ling Xiancheng's office.

Ling Xiancheng was waiting for her.

Yan Luoman sat down on the chair in front of him.

Ling Xiancheng went straight to the point: "Fu Sinian didn't tell me specifically what kind of position you need, so I can only arrange an assistant position for you first, so that you can understand the situation of our group as soon as possible, which will be more helpful for your future choices."

"Okay, I'll follow your instructions."

Ling Xiancheng smiled gently: "If you want to do great things, you can't just follow orders. You have to have your own ideas."

Yan Luoman was puzzled. She could still have her own ideas? Then could she become a leader in a certain department?

Ling Xiancheng was not in a hurry to ask her for anything. After all, Fu Sinian didn't ask her for anything, so what was there for him to be upset about?

"You go out first! Someone will take you to familiarize yourself with the job."

"Okay, thank you!"

It's actually quite cool to be parachuted into a large group. For example, there is a young lady in Ling Xiancheng's secretary office named Kong Ruoruo, who is a follower of Ling Xiancheng. Ling Xiancheng was under pressure from his family and had to give her a clean job.

However, Ling Xiancheng is not interested in love affairs and only wants to make Ling's company bigger and stronger. So even though Ling Xiancheng doesn't like Jiang Ling, he knows that Jiang Ling still has feelings for Shen Shaoren, but he still wants to marry Jiang Ling.

There was nothing to do on Yan Luoman's first day. The assistant only showed her the introduction of Ling Group and its department structure, as well as introductions to important employees.

Miss Kong came over and chatted with Yan Luoman.

"You're airborne too, right?"

"Correct."

"Are you stealing someone from me?"

She was direct.

Yan Luoman showed her wedding rings and said, "I'm married. I'm here to support my family."

Kong Ruoruo shook her hair and said regretfully: "I wanted to put on a show of female competition, but they didn't even give me the chance."

Kong Ruoruo is twenty-five years old, with fair skin, beautiful looks and long legs.

There are only three beauties in the entire secretarial office. In addition to Kong Ruoruo and Yan Luoman, there is also a diligent female assistant. Not only does she do her job beautifully, but she also usually accompanies us to banquets and other occasions.

But she was focused on her career and had no intention of competing with Kong Ruoruo. Kong Ruoruo was bored and seeing that Yan Luoman was not someone who could do big things, she wanted to compete with her.

Now that his plan had failed, he had no choice but to sit next to Yan Luoman and eat melon seeds.

If Yan Luoman doesn't understand something, Kong Ruoruo will give him some guidance.

After a day, Kong Ruoruo was speechless: "Who sent you? These are all common sense. Didn't your family provide you with business training?"

"I'm a commoner." Yan Luoman knew what she had misunderstood. Perhaps Kong Ruoruo had misunderstood that she was a rich girl from some family?

Kong Ruoruo looked Yan Luoman up and down, "Are you dating a rich guy? The clothes you're wearing are limited edition. I can't buy them even if I want to! What level of rich guy are you dating?"

Yan Luoman was shocked, "What?"