A woman like Ode to Joy

The "Old Chen" in the front secretly looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.I don't know what he wants to see clearly, is he curious about the relationship between the two?

Still think she looks scary the way she is now?

Fan Shengmei tried her best to control her gaze, staring straight ahead at the motionless person in front of her.

Please don't think she's really sensitive or anything.If you want to ask how Fan Shengmei found out, it's just because asking her to sit next to this boss is really like sitting on pins and needles.She didn't dare to look around, so she could only stare blankly at the front of the car.Naturally, she could clearly see every move in the driver's seat, not to mention that the driver had repeated the same movement several times, and it was impossible for anyone not to notice.

At this time, Fan Shengmei was sitting on the Bentley that had the "accident", holding the handkerchief from the "big boss".Don't ask her why the boss has a handkerchief, sorry, she can't explain it.At this time, there were black marks on the handkerchief, and Fan Shengmei's eyes were already red enough, but now she was so red that she could hardly see anyone. Fortunately, all the black marks were wiped clean. .

When she took the handkerchief handed over by the other party, and when she was looking at her face with the phone, she was almost embarrassed and wanted to find a gap to sneak in and hide.

Fan Shengmei knew that she would turn ugly after crying.

It's just that I didn't expect it to become so ugly.

And she was holding the silk scarf, feeling it all the time in her heart.This thing should be quite expensive.When Tan Zongming made the move, he didn't believe it was a cheap product. It was probably real silk and a high-end brand.

"Come back for the New Year?"

The deep voice in her ear made Fan Shengmei very uncomfortable.Now she really couldn't express that kind of "sincere" eagerness, and she was depressed, so she just nodded perfunctorily.

The other party only asked once, but seeing Fan Shengmei's silent appearance, he stopped asking.

If she had encountered such a Shanghai financial giant in the past, Fan Shengmei's posture would definitely not be like this.When meeting someone like Tan Zongming, without that "smart and sophisticated" mask as a mask, there is always a disadvantage in standing in front of the other person as if naked.In addition, I am not familiar with the other party, and I have heard of his "fame" before, but I am only in the position of hearing it, and I never thought that I would meet face to face like this.If Andy was here, I believe he could be more relaxed.

Now, this situation.

Tan Zongming, still can only hear and hear.

"Is that the name of the neighborhood? Miss Fan?" Old Chen turned his head.

Fan Shengmei looked at the appearance outside the car and nodded, "That's right, it's here. Oh, thank you so much." She pursed her lips and smiled.

Tan Zongming didn't care much, and didn't take her thank you words to heart.

Seeing the other party's expression, Fan Shengmei still thanked her again, opened the door and got out of the car.Don't forget to return the coat on your body before closing the car door.

She was about to take it off, but Tan Zongming stopped her.

"No, it's probably still some distance away from your home, so you can dress first. We still have something to do, so let's go first."

Just like that, Tan Zongming left a polite smile, leaned over and closed the car door and nodded to Fan Shengmei, and then nodded to Lao Chen in the car, and the car slowly disappeared in front of Fan Shengmei's eyes.Walking very simply and quickly.It seems that people were caught off guard when they came, and it was the same when they left.

Fan Shengmei stood where she was, still wearing that dark gray overcoat, with an embarrassing expression on her face.

I thought, it's over.After all, her so-called "transparent" signboard can't be seen by "this person", otherwise, the other party will press her hole card and watch her bouncing on the table. Isn't she a living "jumping clown"? ?

On the other side, in the Bentley.

Tan Zongming supported his head with his hands, but the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

I don't know if it was because of the eye-opening.

"Why did you come back so soon? Ah? Didn't you say you were eating at Xiao Wang's place?"

Mother Fan tidied up the dishes on the table, and when she saw Fan Shengmei entered the door, she stopped and asked.Looking at it, I felt that the child looked a little strange.Why are the clothes on the outside different from the ones I wore out in the morning? I was puzzled and asked again.

"Why don't you talk, Xiao Wang sent you back? The clothes are Xiao Wang's, huh? Hey, why don't you talk, kid?"

Fan Shengmei's face was pale, she was really not in the mood to say anything, and she didn't know how to answer Fan's mother's question.Especially when Fan's mother mentioned Wang Baichuan, the embarrassment of facing Tan Zongming suddenly became heavy.

She nodded indiscriminately, and pulled Mother Fan's hand with the intention of begging for forgiveness, "Mom, Mom, can you stop asking? I've been talking so much since I came back, which one do you want me to answer? Right!" She bowed her slippers and walked to her room, saying, "Bai Chuan sent me back, don't think too much. I just felt a little uncomfortable in their house just now. Don't think too much. I'll go in and rest first. It's over." It's okay, don't call me!"

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.That strength is called clean and tidy.

Mother Fan made her choke with the long series of words, and before she had time to say anything, she lost sight of the figure.He wiped it casually with a rag, and looked helplessly at Father Fan, "This child..."

Fan Shengmei didn't intend to listen to what Fan's mother had to say.At this time, she was sitting on the edge of the bed blankly, with a blank expression.As if he had let go of all his defenses, he fell straight back, staring blankly at the ceiling, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The cramped space cuts off the cold and doubts from the outside world. At this moment, he is lying on his bed, breathing the air in his private space.Such a situation was actually the time that gave Fan Shengmei the most sense of security throughout the day.She doesn't have to face the pickiness of Wang Baichuan's parents, the invisible pressure of Tan Zongming, and Wang Baichuan's unsafe love.She no longer needs to question whether she is worthy or not, and worry about others finding her embarrassing.

There is no need to be afraid of these.

Finally found a safe place.

She twisted on the bed, raised her legs, measured her body, and then threw the coat under her body to the end of the bed.

go away!

He straightened his upper body, took off the dress from bottom to top, and raised his hand in another movement.

go away!

Then he fell back again, and when the quilt was lifted, he burrowed inside.

The head was covered for a long time, and no one moved on the bed, only a human-shaped mountain bag was visible, and the top of the quilt was still rising and falling regularly.

The room was very peaceful, the only sounds were the voices of Fan's mother and Fan's father talking outside the door, and occasionally the voice of Fan Shengmei's little nephew asking for something to eat.

The white light above his head was faintly bright.I saw the person on the bed squirmed slightly, then stared at a pair of round eyes suddenly, and said decadently: "Oh my god, I haven't removed my makeup yet!" Then he got out of bed, crying from time to time "Ah... My skin, how will I see people tomorrow?"

He opened the door with a bang, and surprised the two old people outside.Again, he rushed to the toilet without giving a chance to react.

Mother Fan frowned, "What does it look like? Hurry up, hurry up. Really..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a figure flashed past again.Fan's mother felt a blur in front of her eyes, and Fan Shengmei stepped on her slippers to go to the toilet again, carrying some big bag in her hands.

"What are you doing, you are so anxious! Huh? You don't listen to Mom!" Mother Fan stared at the toilet door.

As soon as the words fell, a head popped out of it, its face was covered with white foam, and it was muttering, "Mom, I'm washing my face..." and so on.

At the end of the bed in Fan Shengmei's room, a mobile phone kept blinking.When no one answered, a few more messages came in, and the screen flashed again and again.

Wang Baichuan sat in the room holding his mobile phone, and could hear the voice of the Queen Mother talking about Fan Shengmei in the living room from time to time.There are some things he can't comment on the elders, and he wants to refute them, but they are undeniable facts.

He didn't expect his mother to be so direct, and he thought that no matter how much his mother didn't like it, at least she would save face at the dinner table.And Fan Shengmei cares about face most, she is very competitive, thinking how sad she must be when she ran out crying.

"Such a woman is also brought home. Her family's situation, such a situation, is like a joke. There is no one here who doesn't know." He said and looked at the room in Wang Baichuan's room complaining. Fang Xiang said, "Chuan'er is true, bring such a person home. In the future, if I become relatives with such a person in the future, ah, then I don't want my face! Still, let's put it there!"

Father Wang put down his chopsticks and frowned at her, blaming her for speaking too loudly, "Don't be so loud, the child will be unhappy soon."

The Queen Mother stared at her, "Why, people dare to bring it back and don't let me tell! If he had made it clear to me that the woman he brought back was this woman, I wouldn't even let her in!" Furious, he muttered, "Really, what kind of eyes Chuan'er has, really... I'm so pissed off. Let's have a good New Year..."

Father Wang lost his appetite after hearing this.

But it is true that the situation of the child brought back by his son is really bad.There is no one in the family who can help him up, his parents are shameless, and the only elder brother has been spoiled to do nothing, like a rascal.If you really want to have such an in-law, alas, it is also embarrassing!

My son's career is now just starting to develop, if something happens at this critical juncture, it's really bad.And the Queen Mother thought that her son was very good, his career was developing well, and he was also a good-looking talent, so he deserved better.If you marry such a woman, no matter how successful you are in the future, there will always be a shadow over your career and family.

Now seeing his son's dedication to that woman, he feels even more that that woman is not good.It is estimated that there is quite a trick to make his son fascinated.My son is also a very emotional person, if the other party uses some tricks, a real person like his son is working hard in his career, maybe he won't be able to tell.

The queen mother thought in her heart, the more she thought about it, the more crooked she became.As I think about it, I feel more and more right.

I was still washing the dishes in my hand, and as I was washing, I felt more and more frustrated.As soon as he lost the bowl in his hand, he knocked on Wang Baichuan's door.He said loudly: "Chuan'er, let me tell you. Don't even think about bringing that woman surnamed Fan back. If you want me to tell you to stop, stop quickly. Such a woman is not good, ah, listen to me!" Yes, mom is doing it for your own good. You are working hard now, come here, open the door, mom will tell you, Chuaner, Chuaner..."

Wang Baichuan's heart was in a state of turmoil, and his mother kept asking him to open the door to force him to break up with Fan Shengmei in his ears.

Facing the expectations of two people, there is still a whole mess, and he still doesn't know how far his own ability can relieve it.His mother's expectations and promises to Xiaomei are not something he can easily veto and affirm.

How to do?

Wang Baichuan sat on the bed staring at the message just sent by the phone, and smiled wryly.

Who can tell me what to do?